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Hearing Braddon's cry Tendal sighed, stoppered the bottle and slipped it and a few others neatly into his pack.

"Seeing how our quarry has slipped the noose, I think we should ransack the grounds quickly, and then return to the Gold Goblin. We have plans to make, and it is likely not safe to tarry to long here."

Tendal will search about for a bit, looking for locked cabinets, drawers and chests for the others to unlock, and any interesting books of any sort. Then will leave with Braddon and the others to head back to the GG.

WOOT LOOT!!!!

scrolls on scrolls on scrolls on scrolls on scrolls...

"Braddon, you have been charmed by Lil. You only have a single minute before the charm overpowers the protection I have given you. I recommend leaving the premises quickly." Tendal stage whispered in a rush.

Yeessssssssss excellent....

Strike her down in anger...

Tendal glanced down at the remaining scroll in his hand, grimaced, then followed Braddon into the other room, the expected outburst from Braddon not occurring indicating failure.

again with the protection from evil.

Seeing his target emerge, Tendal quickly said "Braddon, allow me to place some protection on you before you head in." and then utilized the scroll at hand, sending a wave of protective magic towards the warrior.

scroll of protection from evil

All she has to do is ask Braddon to help the party and she'll be fine. :-P

Edit: You have no idea how much I hate myself now after that last post. :-)

LOLOL.

This is a mess!

"Perhaps I should see if I can supress the spell on Braddon again...and we could remove him from Lil's presence?" Tendal suggested, pausing in his inspection (rummaging) of a small cabinet near the seating area after watching the ranger simpering all over Lil.

A pleased sound issues from the mage, and he stands up with a decanter and a filthy glass.

"facere effectum." he intoned, and then filled the now spotless crystal with wine, before swirling and tasting the wine.

"Passable..." he muttered, then set the glass down and pulled out two scrolls, which he set before himself. Seeing Gristav and Snake on the wrong side of the door he frowns. "I was about to offer one of you a glass, but now I think that we have a rather serious problem if someone isn't in there with Lil and Braddon."

Tendal intends to read the scrolls one after another to try and give Braddon an opportunity to break free of the spell, now that it is abundantly clear that the charm effect is not erased by the protection spell.

Tendal tucked one scroll under his arm and kept the other out, ready to be read as he abandoned the decanter and moved towards the bedroom door, ready for the opportunity to use the scroll.

As soon as Lil moved beyond earshot, Tendal turned to the others with a grimace.

"I will be blunt. Trusting that she will not stab us in the back the moment that she has the opportunity is beyond foolish. Convincing ourselves that we will see her duplicity in time to intervene is doubly so. This will end poorly, and that is all I will say about this matter, for the moment."

Tendal turned away with finality, and began looking around the room for anything of interest.

I could use a glass of wine...

booze and treasure? Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Oh a skald sounds awesome. Chants, droning hymns, cool long form poems, a bit of berserker and a lot of hard drinking.

Tendal isn't so specialized that he cannot function in the wilderness. He likes his fine things, and would be forced to make disparaging remarks, but the idea of the effete snob in the wilderness makes me happy.

Tendal also doesn't think that there is anyone qualified to figure out whatever is pulling starmetal down from the sky and disable it without it blowing up and/or pulling down something worse.

D. For sure.

I dislike her intensely, but she is much more awful alive than dead. And an intelligent villain is much much better than a strong one.

:)

And yes, if we have the opportunity to continue, based on Joana's schedule, then I would love to continue the AP.

It is pretty amazing that we did finish. I am super duper sad though if we don't keep on in some capacity. I really have enjoyed playing with everyone.

I got out of the military, got divorced, went to medical school, graduated, got married, have 2 kids, graduated residency and have my first post-military job in the course of this game.

And I love the characters and our amazing DM!

Killing her once we figure out where to track down the source of the skymetal is what Tendal would like.

"Everything she touches crumbles to dust, because she simply attempts to take...not one attempt to build something new." Tendal said quietly.

"Your partner, is she pulling the metal from the ocean? Or is she only able to retrieve it when it lands on the island?" Tendal asked, continuing the hailstorm of questions.

"I am most interested in this pulling of skymetal." Tendal said smoothly, his voice as flat and cold as a sheet of ice on a northern lake.

"Such magic is curious, rare, and precious in its own right...what calls the skymetal down from the sky? An artifact? The necklace?...Are the chunks of skymetal from the blot perhaps?"

If she confirms...I will need to convince the others to find the power source responsible before more die. And she will die here. he thought with finality.

Well, after multiple days, several calls and tons of emails, I finally have access back to my account. That sucked. I had the cookie problem and the paizo account had gotten blocked somehow on my browser. I will post today sometime. Sorry all.

Tendal's eyes narrowed at Braddon's confused question.

That had better not be a truth from Braddon. If her coterie was responsible for the tidal waves, death is too good for her. She and her allies would be mass murderers...for coin.

Tendal looked on the proceedings coldly.

"As long as that woman draws breath, she cannot be considered defenseless." Tendal said dismissively with a slight rise in his eyebrow.

"I doubt that anything that she says will be worth the breath she spills to utter it, but I will cede the floor to you Snake, lead the inquisition." he finished with a flourish towards Snake, belied by his rigid mien.

I'm all for listening and not killing.

Why? Honestly? Because that's more fun than kill, kill, kill. Metagamey? Yep. It's still more fun though. And interesting. 90% of adventures are kill, kill, kill anyway. That's easy enough to do. (Or be killed). The real challenge is the "role" part. :)

Plus, Snake's just not out to kill to be killing anyway. It's not his style.

Agreed!

Merry Christmas (day 6), Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!

As an aside, I got my vaccine a week ago and now shoot lasers from my eyes. I can warm my children's chicken nuggets in about 2 seconds. I recommend vaccination for everyone.

Tendal glanced over the assembled group, the cooling corpse on the floor, and the woman cowering in the corner.

"I find it interesting Lil, that we started our acquaintance sitting across from one another, drinking wine. But instead of looking to build something new, as I was attempting to do, you continued to be fixated on revenge, on hatred, on being wronged. You had the whole city under your spell, and yet you squandered it." Tendal said, his voice cold and flat.

"You, my dear, with your petty revenge, your prosaic rage, you are simply disappointing, and now I am bored with you."

"If you have poison on your personage, and I assume you do, now would be the time to take your exit."

Tendal stumbled to his feet, head still ringing slightly from the clout that Braddon struck across his brow.

intelligence, Braddon's behavioral change taking the other circumstances and Lil as a spellcaster into account: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
I figure that this is enough to determine that Braddon has been spelled in some manner? If not, please let me know and I will revise.

"Braddon, you struck me? What on earth possessed..." Tendal trailed off for the barest moment. "...you to strike me? You can see that she has magical protection upon her, I wasn't striking to harm her, merely to let her know that she is in our power. I can't believe that you, my companion whom I have been through so much with, and never crossed, would strike me in such a manner."

Tendal moved forward, cane tucked under his arm, a handkerchief produced from a sleeve and pressed to his brow against the blood oozing profusely from his split brow.

"I think its a terrible idea for you to stay behind, Braddon. But if you are adamant about this, then I will give you what protection I can before I depart and see to my head. You know the spell, I have used it before...it will keep you protected if some other agent attacks you with spells while you guard her." he finished, gesturing at Braddon and Lil with the now blood soaked hankerchief.

Cast Protection from Evil by Arcane Bond on Braddon.

Tendal rose and strode from where he had been seeking cover, up the stairs, past his comrades, with the confidence borne of calm calculation. His cane snapped from his hand, lashing out with arcane force, striking the foe where she cowered.

"You should be honored." Tendal said drolly, as his cane snapped back into his hand. "We know enough of your machinations that even now, none of us trust you. Several of us wouldn't even trust you if your brains were dashed out against the lovely wood paneling. Please be a dear and lose consciousness quickly."

move to M7, hand of the apprentice

hand of the apprentice: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
hand of the apprentice confirmation: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
cane damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2
cane damage if confirmed: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Sorry guys, it didn't update that there were new posts until today for whatever reason...but all my other games updated...??

"Braddon, don't be foolish. Lil has always been our primary target. If you are unable to disable her, then you certainly should apprehend her for her own safety, such that she can be delivered to the authorities."Tendal interjected, attempting to re-engage Braddon in their mission.

"Phillip, I will need you to lean this way for a brief second so I can enhance your weapon." Tendal continued.

In the space of a bare moment, Tendal sketched out the required runes in the air, then swept his hand through the floating array, catching the magic onto his hand. "Telum augendae." he intoned. Then, when Phillip paused his strikes at the demon, Tendal tapped the wielded dagger.

Magic Weapon, counts as magic +1 attack, +1 dmg

Tendal does have some options and will work on the dretch next, either by enhancing Gristav or by reducing the dretch.

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Yay! First level spells for the WHOOPS! Hee hee. Not that anyone is in a good position right now...sigh.

Man I'm like: "HA! That is AWESOME!" Of all spells it's Grease! So freaking cool. And Braddon is in PERFECT position. Bojasc's AC is now lower so that's going to help Braddon tremendously. Just roll marginally well on the to hit dice and he should tear him up pretty good. And if Bojasc stands, that's an AoO.

So Braddon is going to get 3 attacks one way or another and two of those will be at a lower AC.

Brilliant, Tendal! Just brilliant. :)

Edit: HA! Yeah what Gristav said. (I probably should've actually READ what he wrote before typing all this) *shrugs* :P

True true. But I totally wanted you to wail on Lil. If Bojasc goes down thought, that is going to make Lil's life that much harder.

I really hope that she doesn't have a way to escape...

Yay! First level spells for the WHOOPS! Hee hee. Not that anyone is in a good position right now...sigh.

"A dretch. A minor demon I believe. The common dretch is difficult to harm with the common elemental energies such as fire, cold and acid. " Tendal said offhandedly, nodding his thanks to Gristav as he moved free of the web to position himself for spellcasting.

Move to O10 as long as he can still see Lil and the gang.

Tendal rubbed the fingers of his right hand and a familiar sizzling and popping sound filled the air for a moment as his fingers trailed arcane light. "Unguen evectum." he intoned, pointing his cane toward the group at the top of the stairs.

Grease, targeting M/N 4/5, to try and drop Lil and Bjosac, reflex or prone DC15

Tendal, finally seeing the way open moves as quickly as he can, passing by his allies and into the open space near the front of the house.

It appears that she is trapped. The only way out is through us! Which, judging by the spell, she might be in the process of doing.

"She is likely attempting a summon of some sort, if anyone can throw something at her, that would be preferred." Tendal said, attempting to take cover behind some furniture.

Move with due haste to N11 or O10 and take cover behind whatever he can.

spellcraft: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Tendal will delay until the web is totally removed and the way is open.

spellcraft to identify spell cast as its cast: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

"Ms. Scarlet, I am disappointed. I expected far better from you than acting like a diseased rat in its final throes, simply biting out at everyone around you. While a traitor and soon to be corpse, Bojasc does deserve better from you at least." Tendal called down the hallway, his dry, bored drawl easily weaving its way down the hall.

I am willing to try and take the penalty on perception to see if I can identify the spell by sound and Braddon's response alone.

WOOOO HOOOO!!! Here we go folks, for the marbles!

Tendal straightens his collar, then turns to Gristav.

"Friend Gristav, if you would be so kind to provide a prestidigitation before we advance, I would be thankful."

"One should endeavor to provide a level of sophistication when mayhem may be soon afoot. Further, a disheveled appearance reduces opportunities for subtlety and misdirection."

Tendal slips past Gristav, giving him a quick nod as he passed, following Snake into the compound.

Tendal continues to keep an eye out for any sign of watchers from the surrounds or the edge of the building to the south.

"There have been two tsunami. The disruption to the city is grave, I am certain that gardens everywhere in Riddleport are of secondary concern at the moment. Regardless, we should be grateful."

Tendal nods assent to Gristav as he keeps a watchful eye out, not afraid of acting suspicious now that they are off the path and out of sight.

"Friend Gristav, perhaps a leisurely stroll around the premises might first be advised to fully ascertain any complications that we might forthwith encounter." Tendal said, gesturing towards the north side of the property. "If the bay windows are facing the bay, the reverse of the property should be to the right...north I believe. A quick check of those three less visible sides, and removal of our personages from the well traveled foot path might be the best option." Tendal suggested.

I am good as well. Let's get this carnival of terror on the road.

Saul knows we are going anyways, simply get the directions from him. We don't need to be poking about looking lost and suspicious in the Windward.

Carts and fire...keep a minimum on the trickery and just try and play it flexible as possible. No plan survives first contact with the enemy and all that...

Tendal is silent during this exchange, his face reverted to its normal stony mein.

"There is something to be said for a disappearance rather than a capture or even outright murder."

"The most likely way for us to survive this, is for us to not even be suspected, either through the application of machination or misdirection. I feel that we could add layers of complexity to our plans, such as opening the Gold Goblin, make our presence felt then skulk off to a rendezvous. Or simply we take advantage of the confusion in the city, and simply go to the mansion. In either regard I feel that we will need a cart, and instruments of an arsonist. The cart will be for the removal of a corpse to such location that it can be disposed of such that it will never be raised and none can ask questions of it. The additional materials are to reduce the mansion such that the corpse will not be found in the ashes. Confusion and flame can be our allies in escape as well." Tendal finishes, his voice flat and calculating, eyes hard.

Tendal drummed his fingers on the counter idly. "I think it depends Gristav. Not so much on morality as on ease. If she is in the city, where we can make quick moves to remand her to authority, then I am for capture and placing her where death cannot. However if she is encountered in some safehold, far from the city, where she has ample time to attempt escape, then simple assassination would be the best option. Justice must be served one way or another."

"Do we even know if he is in the city?" Tendal asked, mulling over the problem.

"I imagine that the power blocks are consolidating, counting their losses and attempting to regain some semblance of order." Tendal said, staring off into the middle distance. "I find it frustrating that we simply have to wait for the others to complete their tasks before we make our further plans. I know that I needed to get some work done, but still..." he raised his hand and mug in a helpless gesture.

"I don't imagine that you ran into any of our other employees here?" he asked obliquely, after a few moments of silence in the kitchen.

Tendal put away the completed scroll with a sigh, stretched and eyed the two meager bottles of wine on the shelf. Perhaps for another time, there is still work ahead of us. he thought, then left his room looking for some sort of refreshment, locking the door behind himself.

Hearing voices from the kitchen, Tendal moved forward cautiously, his cane readied, then hearing familiar voices, he straightened, straightened his doublet and moved into the warmth of the room.

"Good day Phillip. How is the city, and were you successful in your endeavors?" he started, then caught a whiff of a potent comestable.
"You managed to procure kahve? You sir are a worker of minor miracles. I hope there is still enough for a mug?" he asked hopefully.

God grief that is horrible Gristav. I am so sorry. I hope the company realizes its error and brings you back on in some capacity as soon as possible.

I am still kicking. Detroit is in the middle of a crazy upswing in cases. Its not as visible as NYC where my buddy is dealing with epic horror, but we are busy.

I will try and post if I can tonight.

So as you know I am an Emergency Physician. I will attempt to check in as regularly as I can, but I have no idea how things are going to go over the next few weeks here in the US. Sorry, stay safe and wash your hands.