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No, earlier something you said implied that if we fail we lose trust. I do not know anything about the Trust mechanic, though I'm assuming that is what the -2 Diplomacy was for at the start. "" I had thought there was nother time you said this, too, but I can not find it.
No that is fine. The Diplomacy check means we risk loosing favor, right? That is why I am not attempting it. Even with assistance and a buff, it is still too close to 50% failure for me, and I have a high Diplomacy. I am a little bit confussed though, on how much time of the day we have. I was originally under the impression that helping burrying the undead would essentually take our entire day, but other responces seem to indicate we might be able to do other things. So, if we can do other things, (sorry, it is difficult for me to follow everything going on for some reason), what all can we reasonably do at the moment.
If he doesn't answer, I'll knock again gently, and then just leave for something else. I would like ask "Father Grim" about the monument though. Who is it representing, and what is it's signifigance? We heard a voice prior to the attack saying that "we would fail to stop it, and that it would infact kill her and be freed". Do you know who "her" might be? After hearing his answer, Did the person for whom the monument is for have a significant female in their life? Scandalous or of good virtue? Does this mean anything to you, sir-priest? By the weapon presented, I am guessing perhaps a prison guard, or perhpas something to represent the prison itself, if not an individual. . . ? Also, throughout the day, I'll as both Father Grim and the other priests that we assist with the remains a few other questions: Did you notice anything strange about the circumstances of the Professor's death, or his remains? Do you know whose remains these (the undead we destroyed) are? Anyone local? If so, there may be clues around their former resting places, (and it might be a good idea to rebury them there, and note if any other graves in the area are, tampered with). Do you know any rumors about a ghostly red mist or figure in red robes? We seemed to have seen one earlier, but it vanished before the undead attacked us. Any local legends or rumors of this? Why is this monument frequented by lovers? Is it only youthful trists, or do older coupes also come here, and why? Besides us, and pror to the Professor's death, has anyone strange or new been seen in town?
What happened here?" It would seem that the culprit, motioning off towards the dog, led us towards something indeed. It seems that these abominations are to blame, . Tell me good sirs. Are these creatures rising commonly here these days? You do not seem as surprized as I would think? I am glad you are all safe, though I wonder if there is more than meeteth the eyes here, my friends. I do concure, some sort of misdirection., nodding towards Mr Sajan. Heal check to see if I can see how old the chikens or the zombies have been dead? "whose bodies are those?" Looking about to the others, I am not certain. I recognize them not from my childhood here. But, I am sorry that it has happened. Though I do not follow Pharasma, whose sacred duty is the guardianship of the living and the dead, I also can not abide such, . . . utter evil. I shall pray for their souls.
Heal: ? Know Nobility: to see if the monument or the site itself might have any sort of pertinent history? Knowledge Religion: to see if I recognize any ritual or dark cult-like relevence to anything? Diplomacy: to calm the crowd, and perhaps win their favor and trust a bit. Also includes +1 from Touch of Glory. "Whether they have to call for father Grimburrow?" I'm certain, the good Father would like to know of this, and perhaps he may have more insight into things. If it is not so much bother, would you mind fetching him, sir? It is not urgent, but I'm certain he is interested in what has happened. Perhaps the dog has also earned a reward? Sense Motive:
Hearing a disturbance, I'll try to quickly make my way to the middle, hoping to get in the way of any bloodshed and stop anger from becoming violence. Good people, what is the matter here?, very loudly, hoping to shock them a moment, but enough to break what might become a mob. Looking att he dead chicken(s), / Let us come together, and not give hatred a place to nest in our hearts. Let's not jump to any conclusi. . . as the dog bounds off. We should follow it, and see where the beast leads us. It seems to ave caught some sort of scent. Perhaps it shall lead us to whatever did this.
I'll get to work on the books. Little Miss Jaylen. May I call you this? Would you like some help with the cooking, once I finish here? I have some talent. Then I shall go retrieve some water for bathing. I haven't been here is years, though I believe the ruins spoken of are the remains of the Harrowstone Prison. It burned down some years ago, and many rumors are attributed to it of the ghost that still linger. It is believed that the warden and his wife both linger still, not to mention countless prisoners and guards trapped within as the prison burned to a cinder. It is mostly a local mystery spot of sorts, a haunted house, as children are fond of trying to bluff others to enter it for a night, if they dare. he says with a smile, still recalling some fond memories he and the Lorrimor's had sworn they would investigate and "adventure" within, back when Kendra andhe where still so young. We always said we would purify it one day. It was, sort of a game. A joke between us. No real ghosts linger there.
No my dear. Please, relax. I'd like to just talk. To easy your burden. Of corse I shall stay, and I shall do whatever you need. Anything. That's what, . . . friends are for. We where friends once. I, I know I made a mistake and I hurt you. I can not take that back. I had no choice. But, please. Do not worry. About anything. Everything will be fine, and let me help you. What can I do? motioning around to indicate he means to help with the housework.
As you said earlier, your father saught information of the evils of the world, so that we could all better fight them. You know, deep down, you know, he was no necromancer. And thank you for the hospitality. I would be honored to read these, and to investigate, if you wish it. BUt tonight, I think, tonight should we should rest. We have gone through so much today, I think your soul is in need of reprise.
DM, I was just curious. Are you having any difficulty with what my character says, in character? I am trying to give him a unique voice, with the way he talks, but I realise that english is not your native language, and I do not want to cause confussion. Let me know, and I can try to tone it down so more.
Locals found his.....body near the ruins of the prison almost twenty days ago.They said he was under a heavy gargoyle statue that dropped from the top of the wall nearby.The statue crashed head and neck...<sniff> i....<sob> i'm sorry i...." Resting my hand on her shoulder, allowing herself to both find comfort in friendship and support, and also to reconduct herself, It's going to be ok, Kendra. I swear, everything will get better. We don't need to talk about these dark things just now. But rther, let us recall the good, the bright side of his life. The things that made us happy. “And so,over the course of my lifetime,i have seen fit to acquire a significant collection of valuable but dangerous tomes,any one of which in the wrong circumstances could have led to an awkward legal situation. Thinking to himself, as he recalls the accusations of the good professor being a Necromancer,. . . . Has this something to do with the people's fears? Once the will is concluded, It's odd, he thinks, almost as if he knew he would die soon,. . . , I shall stay with you, dear. Longer than a month, if you wish it. I'll do whatever you need. It also shouldn't be any trouble to deliver the books in his stead. You don't have to worry yourelf with that., with a smile to hopefully brighten her mood, even if a little. Looking about the room, What do you say, friends? I would live the oppertunity to get to know individuals my,. . . Petros would specifically call for in his will, and perhaps we can all help eachother to overcome our grief and depression, together.
"What do you <think?> could have drove those men to attack us back on the road? The professor was many things but a necromancer he was not." I know not, butperhap this was their way of dealing with a grief they do not understand? Lady Kendra, do you knw what Petros last tried to study? Where there any rumors about town lately?
I'll applaud, hoping to ease her unease and boost her confidence a bit, while offering thanks for true and heartfelt words. As we approach the house, I'll make a point ot hold the door (and gate) for all to enter before proceeding, and I'll also ask Mistress Kendra Is there anything I can do to help? I am at your service, and you should not worry about these things, I'll help.
On his turn, Loren will take the stand and tell of his memories with Petros, with Kendra, and what they meant to him. I was very young when the noble Lorrimor's took me in. More into their hearts than under their wings, but still I learned to fly with their help and guidance. The Professor taught me, I didn't have to be what my family insisted was my destiny. That I could set out and find my own way. That I could bring greatness to Ustalav on my own path, rather than, . . . as my gaze travels towards Kendra’s for just a moment. It was through their nobility of spirit and heart, their devotion to the spreading of knowledge and wisdom, that I became the man I am now. The Professor hired me on one of his expeditions through the lands of Mists, and on the way I learned I had a hero’s heart.
Sense Motive: Stepping in front of Mistress Aemrelara, hoping to break his distraction Um, um, good sir!, and I'll motion back to the coffin, hopefully granting him something else to focus on without alerting everyone else present to the rudeness. Perhaps we can speak of this after we finish this. I'll also whisper over my shoulder towards Miss Aemrelara, Be weary of this one, dear. He is paying a little too much attention to thine, . . . charms, and I trust not his looking. Might be a good idea to cover up whilst he is around. And he may be of the sort that would take what he wants and ask thy leave later.
Are you still hurt, dear girl? I'm sorry, . . . for all of this. Looking about at the commoners and councilmen, What was this? Why did they attack us, and why are they permitted to say such things about Mr. Lorrimor, especially now? What is going on here? [i]I'll also step over to take my place and ready to relift the coffin, not rushing anyone.
Remaining unarmed, I will try to give the most intimidating glare I can to the individuals before me, an emotionless, "you dare, now reap it!" look, You have called the wrath from above, now, mortals, Quake. . . With . . . Fear!!!, . Obscurring Mist: Obscuring Mist
School conjuration (creation); Level cleric 1, druid 1, sorcerer/wizard 1 Casting Time 1 standard action Components V, S Range 20 ft. Effect cloud spreads in 20-ft. radius from you, 20 ft. high Duration 1 min./level (D) Saving Throw none; Spell Resistance no A misty vapor arises around you. It is stationary. The vapor obscures all sight, including darkvision, beyond 5 feet. A creature 5 feet away has concealment (attacks have a 20% miss chance). Creatures farther away have total concealment (50% miss chance, and the attacker cannot use sight to locate the target). A moderate wind (11+ mph), such as from a gust of wind spell, disperses the fog in 4 rounds. A strong wind (21+ mph) disperses the fog in 1 round. A fireball, flame strike, or similar spell burns away the fog in the explosive or fiery spell's area. A wall of fire burns away the fog in the area into which it deals damage. This spell does not function underwater.
As for RAW, one diagonal square costs 2 squares of straight movement PathFinder changed this. I'll see if I can locate the rule. Here, but it does not specifically say that it changed, just that movement if measured in 5ft squares (regardless of direction).
Round 2, Init 20 (3rd)
Remaining Unarmed, I will ask Kendra to stand behind or beside me, I shall not attack these people, even if they strike at me, but nor will I allow them to harm Kendra or her father. I ask you again, please, go from here and leave us be to finish this grim business. I will Ready an Action to intercept any incomming attacks against Kendra or the Coffin.
Knowing that accusation against her father's honor as a scholar would sting her more than anything else, Master Lorrimor was a great man, not a student of evil. You should be more careful with what you say, and the pain it will spread, friend.
back towards Marzio, Agreed, Knight-brother. I will not attack the comman man for such as this. Do you sense any magics clouding their mind or will?
Come now, friend. certainly you would not deny such a woman her right to her father, a man that braught much good and prosperity to the lands here, to rest the lands near her. That she might visit him as the need arises. Surely you can find it in your heart to step aside, and let us finish this grim business for a beloved father and friends?
I shall also try to move the coffin a little closer to Kendra, both to be able to protect her should anyone try to cause her more pain, and also to hold her back. Will also get good grip on the coffin.
I'll also whisper to Kendra, hoping to encourage her knowing this is likely breaking her already broken heart, Come my dear, let us ignor these men for the moment, and honor your father. Whatever hate and drunkeness had inspired this, we have, . . . more important tasks at hand. No matter what,though, we are here beside you.
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