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Torriki is done preparing and is ready for ACTION!

Torriki spends some time stopping by a shop, picking up an oil of Bless Weapon and then finds a quiet spot to change...

Torriki has left, and is waiting for everyone outside.

"Indeed. I think this is a job for The Cunning Fox! I'll.... give him a heads up. Time is of the essence, yes? Then let's go!"

Torriki will scurry off unless stopped. Ready to move

"Embele. I'm not a cleric, and I apologize for my inability to bring succor, but I know someone who can bring vengeance. Speak and see your desire for jsutice made real. What happened?"

Heal: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (7) + 0 = 7
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

"looking for you as it were! We need to break the Aspis hold here. Your name came up as a potential lead, and I was excited to hear it! Time is of the essence, so I've unfortunately got to skip the small talk. Can you help us?"

"Let's not delay. This is either a bit of returned help.... or a trap. Either way, let's go!"

"Aye lad, I am. I didn't realize my fame carried this far. What can I do for you lad?" Torriki's smile is genuine, but he also knows that trouble comes when locals know your name. He keeps his eyes out and his thumbs pricked:

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

"That sounds.... very ominous." Torriki nods at the business lead presented.

"Okay, let's do this. I've got a real positive feeling about this."

Torriki takes a conspiratorial posture, nearly comical in its theatrics.... "Aye?"

Torriki is READY

Torriki is Exchange!

"You seem a decent fellow, and as a fellow Pathfinder from the same Lodge, I don't mind telling you....I'm not always a handsome rake. When the going gets tough I transform my mind and attitude into The Cunning Fox. I find it useful to keep that a secret from most though."

Torriki winks at Radovus, and indicates that he's ready to get going.

"I can get behind family values!" Torriki's smaile widens, which didn't seem possible a moment ago. He rattles off a few questions, "We grab, and we don't care how? What can you tell us about those contacts? I'm not going to lie. This sounds like a job for.... The Cunning Fox!"

"Tis a pleasure to meet you!" says a young man with lupine features. His smile is genuine and warm. "Good to meet you!" He is of indistinct ethnicity. His features are a melange of much of the inner sea, Casmaroon, and Tien Xia. His speech is equally hard to place.

He is quick to smile, and questions about his origin seems to melt away when he does. Still, there's something off about his features. His clothes and leathers are the cutting edge of fashion in Cheliax. (If asked, he uses the same tailor as the famous yojimbo, Rodovan.) His rapier hangs comfortably, as do a pair of daggers placed strategically. He also wears a bandoleer that clashes with his otherwise court-like dress. Its vials and bottles crisscross over his chest, though they're carefully placed to ensure they do not clink.

Ha! This is either really good or really bad. Torriki has played:

6-16 (Scions of the Sky Key 3)
9-10 (Signs in Senghor)
6-09 (By Way of Bloodcove)

Player Name: Chris Marsh
PC Name: Torriki
PFS#: 1824-18
Slow Track or Normal: Normal
Faction: Exchange
Day Job:
Perception and vision/senses: +7 (Low Light Vision), +8 v. Traps (Trap Spotter)
Initiative: +4
Notes: URog 3, Vigilante 1.

Tag Line is out of date. Will have it updated by Monday.

Arcane Mark

I'm in. The Start date was key!

Name: Chris Marsh
Character Name and levels: Torriki (Unchained Rogue 3)
PFS id: 1824-18
Faction: The Exchange
Day job: Currently skipping... just in case.

I'll update his sheet before we start.

Thanks EF. That was a lot of fun. I still wish I had my Vigilante levels for it, but definitely a good time.

Torriki stands a bit wide eyed at the debriefing. He wants people to think he's THAT skilled, but knows he has much to learn.

"I do think we've done good in the world today. We did it with rapier wit to boot!"

Torriki nods at Kaye's summary.

Torriki is quite genuine and loves the idea of the Society as it is supposed to be. No deal from the kitsune.

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Ah! Debating nuance of language is DEFINITELY something I can do.

Torriki returns to Cyran, "Please, allow me to read through. I am sure I don't have the mastery you do, but I can speak a half dozen languages." Linguistics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

"See, the use of a homophone here makes you think..."

"A KENNING! Who uses a kenning in a contract?"

"Circumlocution via metonymy. Classic"

"AH! Why don't people simply eschew obfuscation?"

Happy Anniversary! And I do have the boon for Rataji.

FORT: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21 Torriki sits down and deftly eats his meal. IT's really not that much different than the fugu he at as a young lad, with an added burden on the diner and not just the cook. He gives a wide, if naive smile after. Unfortunately I can't even try to influence Irith if I'm not mistaken, we are aware of only Profession (Merchant), yes? Going for Bluff becaue it's all I've got.

Bluff: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 2 = 25 Torriki takes the opportunity to approach Irith.

I have to make sure I use hard to say words so she hears that I ate that chuul like a boss! Going to turn on the charm... if I can.

"Salutations my dear! I must say, I've been espying your proficiency at this entire affair. Your technique is markedly different than my own, as I prefer a more inconspicuous conveyance. I've spoken with a few of the others simply to learn, but I have yet to speak to you, saving the best for last. You are clearly a master at this. If you don't mind me asking, would you educate me on what really matters if you understand my intent. If you're willing to illuminate me, I'd be happy to not only help you here, but give you other opportunities. I may not have your skill, but I know just enough people for you to add to your wealth with a great opportunity for growth. Consider it an Exchange of wealth; your knowledge for my contacts."

[ooc]Going back is tricky. I know I don't have the skills to continue working my target. Should we build a cheat sheet?"[/b]

Torriki spends his time before making sure the borrowed outfit is just right before going in. While he has had dreams of flitting through riches and royalty like this, the reality is far scarier. He watches as the others work their ways and techniques.

If they only new my secret, if *I* was ready with my plan. Alas, not yet... not yet. Easy now, act like you belong, watch and wait, just like Sensei taught. Kaye is really good at this. I shouldn't get involved. I'll mess it up like I did that time in Sargava. Best to let him do his thing. If I can help later I will.

Torriki's eyes move to the elf, Cyran. Torriki moves about unobtrusively trying to whisper half-heard subjects on a variety of topics, hoping to draw an expression or insight into what makes the man tick. It's not the technique of a bard or charmer, but it's what he does...

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

He finally bumps into the man, "Oh my dear, I'm so sorry. You're Cyran, yes? My apologies. There are a lot of faces her holding a lot of wealth and potential. What draws you here, other than the obvious?"

Torriki's smile is genuine, if a bit comical in size. He hopes to draw something out of the elf.

Torriki looks around a little wide-eyed. Quietly to each "I have NO idea. I can talk, but someone needs to give me hints."

What skill is the recognize check?

During the long trip, Torriki's boredom becomes annoying to most of his companions. Thankfully he calms down when Passad gives the lay of the land (and the sweet threads don't hurt either.)

Assuming a similar set up to things like Blakros Matrimony et al. Torriki is likely better at discovery than influence.

Torriki gives a big smile and goes on in.

Maybe I should speak up...

"Forgive our rough edges and poor speaking. We've always wanted to visit, and as a new merchant myself, I'd love to learn more. So consider our lack of decorum a function of our excitement. "Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Phew! I'm sure glad I spoke up about not speaking up! Those guys look tough.

Torriki looks at his party, but says nothing.

Torriki looks around confused. "Should I know who Fowrah is?"

Made the save, and I have evasion.

REF: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23 Torriki dances out of the way of the splash while parrying the attacks of the others.

"Surrender? I think that's a capital idea and we accept.... right?"

Torriki looks around for someone to confirm that it is, in fact, the plan to accept.

"Woah it just got VERY crowded up here!"

sparing a quick nod, "Thanks Kaye!"

He goes to work trying to stab the man between him and Selkin:

ATK: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 = 20 for DMG: 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + (5) = 10

"Have at thee!" Torriki's challenge is given with exaggerrated volume and tone. Nevertheless he dashes into place, giving a flip with twist at the last second. Acrobtaics: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

and stabs with his trusty rapier: ATK: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13, but falls short.

"Selkin, come back and distract her!"

Torriki lets out a "Yip" that sounds more like a fox than a man, but it doesn't take him long to regain his composure.

Torriki looks back and forth at the woman and his teammates. It's clear that he's waiting to be told the course of action.

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If there's no place to hide, Torriki will stay just in front and keep an eye out for traps.

Torriki nods to the party and opts to scout 20' ahead:

Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

"I didn't realize we'd be doing this kind of exploring! This is fun! I hope there isn't anything, you know, bad, between us and this place."

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18 I do have Trap Spotter.

"This sounds like a unique adventure... hmmm I wonder." Torriki never finishes the thought as he gets distracted by the trade prince.

Torriki's eyes grow wide, "DRUMA!? WOW!"

Torriki listens to his fellow agents. "Sounds like we need to make them bid as boldly as possible, moreso than they'd do on their own. If you guys do the talking, I can gather plenty of influence."

Bollix, next level this character is going vigilante. Oh well.

"Well, competent is about right. I'm no master, but I'm no slouch either."

Torriki greats the new arrivals enthusiastically, (speaking to Shisen in Tian.)

"I'm glad others are willing to talk, I get tongue tied pretty easiy."

Sitting near Zhatara is a young man with lupine features. His smile is genuine and warm. "Good to meet you!" He is of indistinct ethnicity. His features are a melange of much of the inner sea, Casmaroon, and Tien Xia. His speech is equally hard to place.

He is quick to smile, and questions about his origin seems to melt away when he does. Still, there's something off about his features. His clothes and leathers are the cutting edge of fashion in Cheliax. (If asked, he uses the same tailor as the famous yojimbo, Rodovan.) His rapier hangs comfortably, as do a pair of daggers placed strategically. He also wears a bandoleer that clashes with his otherwise court-like dress. Its vials and bottles crisscross over his chest, though they're carefully placed to ensure they do not clink.

"I... I think we can manage that." The fox looks about at his teammates, especially Blayne. "Everyone okay?"

The kitsune relaxes a bit, "Let's get to work. I'm eager for the city."