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Tvaliss takes in the flood of words in the chaos that follows in the kitchen. Not one for sudden action, the wizardly elf remains calm and seems to be thinking as the ohter, shorter lived people head off to various tasks. At the mention of the snake being a diversion, Tvaliss responds, "It is entirely possible that that was the point. I do no know who this Zilcher fellow is, but I assume there is some bad blood between him and Saul though if he would go so far as to kidnap his right-hand man, I can't be so sure."

Upon looking over the scrap on the floor, Tvaliss simply states, "Well, it seems Zincher didn't take to kindly to our patron making his return to Riddleport."

"Everyone back! Someone grab a cage or bag or something similar. I have an idea!" With that, Tvaliss will begin incanting words to an enchantment spell as he locates the cindersnake. Once he spots it, he finishes the last syllable as he applies the appropriate component. Suddenly, a drowsy affect comes upon the snake and any within 10 feet of said snake.

Cindersnake must make a DC 15 Will save as a sleep spell affects it.

Looking to the Scullery, Tvaliss says to the kitchen staff, "Run along and fetch the muscular woman, Zaranae is her name I believe. Tell her to come quickly to the Scullery and that I am investigating what is going on." With that, Tvaliss heads for the Scullery, ready to respond to anything that might be found inside.

Filing away this strange sight to add to his notes later, Tvaliss turns and makes his way over to the kitchen, to see what little surprise Zincher seemed so happy about before he had turned to leave. As he approaches the kitchen door, he prepares a spell in case the surprise is a dangerous one.

Not one to ignore a hunch, Tvaliss decides to see why Zincher seems so interested in the kitchen. Excusing himself from the counter for a moment, he calls to a bouncer to keep an eye on things, saying he wants to check the wine cellar to restock some wine. With that, he leaves the counter and heads towards the kitchen to check on things there, bringing a spell to mind, in case Saul's old enemy was springing a trap.

Pavo's sharp eyes take in the Gambling floor during his break from the bar, wary for any tricks patrons might pull or treachery that Clegg might try.

Perception 20

OOC:Sorry for the lack of posting, finals was a pain, but now all is over. Will be traveling starting the 25 of June, but otherwise, I will be here and be able to post.

Tvaliss looks on with a look of disdain as the drunks start to get out of control. Foolish humans... Keeping an eye on the situation, he slips his hand into a pouch as he prepares to mutter off a spell that should take care of these drunks if they do anything more than make a lot of noise.

Initiative 15

Preparing to cast Sleep (DC 15)on the drunkards if they happen to become violent.

with the crowd of people rushing in, not even Tvaliss' elven eyes can keep an eye on everyone, however, his noble training does aid him as he speaks with the patrons and does his best to see to their needs, Elf serving men, this I must not let people from my homeland learn about.

Perception 5 Diplomacy 14

"It seems that people are coming in for fear of what might happen next. After the strange natural disasters which have been occurring with increased regularity, I woould assume that people wish to find shelter in a solid structure...surprisingly, this one. I suggest that we take advantage of this phenomenon to allow those present to see what the Gold Goblin has to offer, don't you all agree?"

Seeming concerned about the sounds hitting the roof, all concern leaves the elf's face at the sight of the hail. With the door open, he quickly grabs up on of the stray hail rocks, doing his best to stay under the cover of the doorway as he does, once he has a sample of the rock, he retreats to the bar, where he begins to furiously scribble notes about the rock in his notebook.

Just to let you all know that I will be gone from Wed. PST to about Sat. or Sunday.

"I too met with a modicrum of success. There should be a lady coming later today or possibly tomorrow with a shipment of wines. If you are the one that recieves her, please note that there are a few bottles in that shipment that are for my own personal stock, just note the price and I will be sure to pay for them when I am available." Tvaliss states as he takes a seat and adds, "As for that half-elf who I had left with, I have not seen him since we parted ways on the street, he was heading for a tavern however so most likely entered an alcohol induced coma upon arriving, I suggest that should the man return, you don't allow him anywhere near the stock for fear of 'misplacing' a bottle or five."

Tvaliss gets to his feet and quickly pulls his note book out along with his quill. Getting some ink, he begins to furiously scribe notes in elvish on what had just occurred. Recent events are certainly not normal for this region of the world, mayhaps having to do with the Blot and possible effects on gravitational forces. Must look into.. Before Tvaliss could finish scribing his thoughts, the second tide comes in, forcing the elf to grab the rail and his quill goes over the edge. As he is once more jarred from his feet, and slammed into the railing as the boat hits the pier. Letting out a short stream of curses in his mother tongue, Tvaliss pulls himself to his feet, disembarks from the ship as quickly as he can and heads to the nearest goods shop to find himself a replacement quill.

Tvaliss notes on the list the amounts, just 1 bottle each of his personal selection and 15 each of the selection for the Goblin. After noting the amounts, Tvaliss says, "That should be fine for starters. I should be at the Goblin later today, but if not, then I direct you to one Saul Vankaserkin. I am just a junior partner, but Saul is the true owner of the Goblin. If I am not there, then he will be able to settle the bill for the shipment." Handing the slip of paper back to the woman, Tvaliss gives a curt nod and says, "It has been a pleasure. May your vines stay healthy and may the future grant you great harvest." With that, the wizardly elf spins on his heel and heads for the door.

Taking the lady up on her offer, Tvaliss takes the paper and pencil and begins to browse the selection, stopping every once in a while to take note of a wine or two. Impressed that this shop is able to get elven wines here, he decides to test the lady's words and notes a few rare elven wines that he did not see among the selection. Once his selection is made, he returns to the lady and says, "Here is my selection. You will note two columns. The longer column on the left is is for the Gold Goblin and will come from its funds. The shorter column on the right is for my own personal stock and will be handled as a seperate payment."

When the lady peruses the list, she will note the left column consists of 8 wines of varying degrees while the right column consists of 3 elven wines to excellent quality.

"I am glad that you and your wares are safe. As I said before, I am here to peruse your wares. I have arrived from the Gold Goblin, where I have taken on the task of supplying the re-opened Hall with a variety of fine wines. What I am looking for is a selection that will appeal to people of all means. Not to suggest that your shop carries an inferior brand of wine, simply that I am hoping to find a few brands that not only the more wealthy can enjoy, but also a few that those with less means would be able to sample, for as you may know, wine is something that all people should be able to enjoy." With his words spoken, Tvaliss smiles as he waits for the lady's response.

Slight shock crosses the elf's face as the tremor hits. His mind swiftly shifting gears...he ponders the significance of the tremor as he whips out his journal and scribes a few notes before realizing that he was standing in someone elses shop. Putting his ink pen away, he bows towards the lady and asks, "Are you okay, Madame...I hope the tremor has not startled you too much, nor your fine wares. I am Tvaliss and I have come to peruse your selection of wines, if you will allow me."

Tvaliss listens to the information and digests each bit with a calm smile. Once they have an idea of where to start, the tall elf turns to his counterpart and says, "I suggest that we split up. You shall head for Olaf's Brews while I shall take a look at Vines of the Earth. Then when we have finished there, we can meet up at this Silken Veil to see what aid we can lend to Violant's gathering of women." Chadwilt can tell the the elf is all business, for at the mention of the Silken Veil, there is no change of tone that is common among most human men when a place like the Silken Veil is mentioned.

If Chadwilt agrees to Tvaliss' plan then the wizardly elf will make for the wine shop to see what wares he could procur for the Gold Goblin.

Tvaliss simply nods his head as Chadwilt's words and follows the half-elf out the door and into the Riddleport day. Wandering the streets, Tvaliss looks in on a few shops selling wine and will ask the keeps for prices before moving on to another shop. Tvaliss was a patient man and he was gonna be sure that his new position was looked upon with respect. Chadwilt could bring in the lesser brews, but Tvaliss was gonna be the one to bring in the drinks that truly attracted the clientel.

Tvaliss simply makes his way to his room, not paying much heed to what the others are doing.

Tvaliss didn't understand the half elf's rambling since he seemed more like a drunkard than an actual bucaneer, but he refrained from commenting and simply waited for the drunk to accept or decline Saul's offer.

hmmm, junior partner... that may make it hard for my to leave this sinkhole when I need to. However, these have been the most suitable accomodations I have been able to find... Sipping from a glass of "elven" wine (It was actually elven wine, but Tvaliss will never admit it), Tvaliss leans forward slightly as he says, "As much as it may pull me away from my studies here, it seems you may need my advice. I accept you wise offer."

Tvaliss simply heads upstairs to hear Saul's offer, not having anything better to do. But really, what could a human offer him that would be better than simply continuing his study of the Blot.

Tvaliss goes about cleaning up as requested. The things he had to do for this host. As he helped to drag the remaining thugs into the kitchen, he noticed the half breeds desperate search for a drink and gatherd a wine glass from off the counter. Pouring a glass from his own personal stock before corking and placing the bottle back on his person. The regal elf then hands the glass to Chatwilt so that the wine would keep the seemingly pompus and shouting half elf's mouth occupied. Then he will say, "Our host wishes to meet with us once the city guard has come and gone." Then the robed elf will leave the kitchen and continue about his list of duties, doing only the light work while relegating the heavy, more sweat-inducing work to the remainign Gold Goblin staff.

Tvaliss lends his hand to any clean up that is necessary as the bodies, both live and dead, of the captured are taken into the kitchen. What a peculiar night indeed, the elf mutters under his breath as he applies generous castings of prestidigitation to the bloody areas in an attempt to stop the area from staining. Staying out in the main floor, he lets the petite human and the half breed deal with what he saw as human concerns.

And Vee, I have the spell book but don’t worry I share and play well with others : ) by the way I was thinking of either going Eldritch Knight or Duelist, any thoughts gang ?

So Tvaliss is Vee then? As for prestige choice, that depends on what style is more appealing, more take you out with my rapier and cunning, or take you out with my rapier and magic ;)[/

Watching the aftermath of what has just occurred, the elf keeps the same polite expression and he ponders Chatwilt's leading ability but also how rude the half-breed seems to be in taking control instead of allowing the human to run his business as appropriate for humans. It must be his human blood, poor thing. Tvaliss thinks to himself as he approaches Saul and says, "Good sir, I apologize for my distant cousin's bloody brashness. We are in your place of business and as such, I will be willing to help clean up this mess to the best of my ability. Simply ask what you need and I will see how I can assist." With that said, Tvaliss takes a step back, refusing the crossbow offered to him, and simply waits for Saul to decide his next course of action.

Still pondering what the human possessed in order to be able to resist his magic, Tvaliss simply moves about the crowd, making sure the weaker-willed humans were okay as Charsis makes his short announcement.

Yes, one of the one's who helped stop the thugs. And here I thought he was a simple brute when I first saw him.

Suprised that the human was able to shake off the effects of the spell and that Tvaliss recieved a nasty bruise for his actions, the wizard goes on the defensive as he takes a 5 foot step way from the thug and tries once more, convinced that elven magic can affect a human.

Tvaliss raises an eyebrow at the human's demand, Elfie? Time to show this man some manners.

With that, he watches the man as he begins chanting in some strange language. When he is done, he extends his hand and the human thug feels magical energy thrying to cloud his mind.

For the DM

As Tvaliss spends his last chip for the evening, luck is finally with him as he turns away from the brazier that suddenly flares with light, blinding those who happened to be looking at it.
Will Save:1d20+3 (20)

Knowing that blinding braziers and women shouting threats to the crowd aren't normal...even in Human casinos, Tvaliss heart begins to pump as he looks around for any danger that might be present. However, the suddenly panicing crowd makes it difficult for the elf to pick out the source of the danger.
Initiative:1d20+3 (13)
Perception 1d20+3 (7)

During the night, Tvaliss doesn't put much effort into winning. Not being much of a gambler, he can be seen at the table reading a book of his notes as he occasionally pitches in a coin, recieves his cards or half-heartedly throws his dice. He bets a total of 20 gp the first half of the night and 30gp the second half and doesn't even blink an eye. Not concerned, Tvaliss figures his debt to Saul now paid as he simply tries to enjoy the night among the humans and other riff-raff in the crowded, noisy and smelly gambling hall.

Charisma check 1: 1d20+1 (9)
Bet 20 gp total

another 9
Bet 30 gp total

Politely, the noble elf smiles towards the young girl and simply says, "No, thank you, if I am to test my money in a game of chance, it is not the time to dilute my concentration with alcohol" not to mention the fact that I don't wish to drink the swill again. Tvaliss adds to himself as he gives a curt bow to the serving girl and then moves about the room, first to sign his contract, then to cash in a few copper and silver into their respectful equivalents for the tournament.

Tvaliss had arrived, "fashionabley late", as the human's are known to say. As such, he was standing on the second, gazing down on the crowd that had gathered for Saul's speech. Dressed in his normal robes, Tvaliss simply listened to the casino owner's words as he gazed at the outlandish decoration and worked his way down the stairs. To him, the decoration was just as gaudy and stereotyical of human thoughts on things malevolent as it had seemes the first night he came to the Gold Goblin, over a week ago. Though he was here anyway, to keep the promise to Saul. For a romise from an elf, no matter who he gives that promise to, is a promise that an elf keeps.

Tvaliss, noticing Saul's nod, approaches the chatting pair and smiles as he closes the distance. Noting the mixed breed with him, he wonders what sad straights his elvish parent must have been in to bed with a human. Giving it a mental hand wave, he gives the hal-elf a polite smile and nod before focusing his attention back on the casino owner as he says, "I do apologize for the interuption, for I know that your time is short, and the tasks ahead are still long, but I am afaid I am here to add one more task to your list. It seems that your wine cellars may have been improperly labeled, for upon drinking this fine elven wine, I was saddened to find that I was instead drinking one from human lands. While I am not loath to drink such things, others in your fine establishment with tastes as mine might find offense and think that they are beinging fooled. So I am here to tell you so that you might be able to fix this error before it causes a fiasco."

The elf, who has approached Saul and started conversation with the man, bears the robes of a wizard and has all the well-kept appearance and manners of nobility.

I should have known it was too good to be true, Tvaliss thinks to himself as he spits the second sip of inferior wine back into his glass before collecting his coin and rising from the table before the next hand begins. Those reading the elf's face would probably imagine the grimace is in response to the lost gold, not having the fine elven tastes to know when a wine isn't suitable to drink.

Not too concerned with the lost gold, Tvaliss simply smiles as he takes his leave and heads off to find the owner of this establishment in order to mention that one of his bottles may be mislabeled. As he approaches, he sees Saul chatting with a rather disheveled halfling and will respectfully stand out of earshot, human earshot that is, as the two finish their conversation. Once the two have finished talking, Tvaliss will politely approach the short, balding human about the possible mislabeling.

Tvaliss, shocked that Saul was able to get a fine elven label out of elvish lands, hides his shock and flee behind a feinted grimace as he says "This will suffice". Then, waiting as his glass is poured, he nods as the waitress offers him a glass. I am going to have to ask Saul how he came by such a find...I would be insulted that a human has such a stock, if I wasn't so thrilled.

Tvaliss starts into his glass of wine as he notices the two woman, one built like a warrior, and the other slim and dexterous, more like what he was accustomed to, though nowhere near as regal as a common woman from his homeland. He also notices the brute who has started to make small talk with the pair. Smirking at the large man's obvious courting attempt, Tvaliss shifts back to his game as he loses sight of the group behind a small group of passing gamblers.

Deciding that he should be a good guest and indulge his host, Tvaliss rises from his spot at the bar, taking his glass and bottle with him. slipping his bottle into the folds of his robes, the elven wizard wanders the floor for a but before settling at a table and gambling a bit of his gold. Looking around a bit, he will look for a game that might be a bit more interesting the the standard human game of cards and place a gold on the table as he sits down for the next round.

As Tvaliss sits slightly amused by the humans, a wench wearing a red tight top, somekind of red under garment on her lower half with her cheeks hanging out, a tail, faux bat wings and red devil horns stops by and asks, Do you need more wine?

Not phased by the woman's form, Tvaliss calmly smiles as he says "Only if you happen to have a nice Silenythan stock from 1041 stashed among your numerous wineracks" Turning back to his half-filled wineglass, the noble elf mentally adds Which I rather doubt, silly humans should spend less time worrying about how much of their bulky flesh they can show, and more time working on their inefficient wine techniques. Too much of a gentleman to voice his rather harsh views on human ideas of attractiveness, Tvaliss gives a curt nod to the waitress as he turns back to his elven wine, once more happy that he had decided to bring along this fine stock from his native lands.

Tvaliss watches the mass of people as he sits calmly at the bar, trying his best to smile amongst the throng of people. Looking towards the door, he notices the tatooed woman as well as the young girl that the gueard let in. Of course they give extra care to the women, he thinks as he takes a sip from the glass of wine he had been nursing that night. He had brought this particular bottle from his homeland and was gonna savor every sip of the fine wine.

Taking one more scan of the room, Tvaliss simply scoffs at the chaotic scene on the gambling floor before turning back to his drink and mentally review today's observations.

Tvaliss wakes up by mid-morning and rolls out of the bed he is renting at the Gold Goblin. Gathering a few things in his pack, the elven wizard leaves his rented room and heads downstairs. Meeting Saul on the way down, he politely stops and converses with the man for a bit, assuring him that he would be at the Tournament. Heading across the game floor, he nimbly avoids any workers who might be putting the last minute touches on the decoration. Taking in the absurd extravagance of it all, Tvaliss continues to the main enterance and out the doors. Approaching one of the doormen, the elf asks, "Where can I go to rent a carriage?"

In response, the doorman scoffs and says, [b]"Carriage? EH Ya hear that Hallen, the fancyboy wants a carriage!" Turning back to Tvaliss, the doorman says, "Sorry, can't help ya there pal, You'll jest have to walk like the rest of us.

Politely nodding his head at the man's words, Tvaliss moves away from the pair at the door. Fancyboy? He had been in Riddleport for at least a week now and he was starting to understand some of the slang of this human city, but there was still some that eluded him. Filing it away for later examination, Tvaliss shifts his attention to keeping his robes away from the muck in the crowded street as he made his way to the nearest bathhouse.

...

I feel dirtier than when I had entered, Tvaliss complained to himself as he stepped out of the bathhouse. Though he was indeed much cleaner than before, the bathhouses here just didn't compare to the bathhouses back home. "At least my clothing recieved a solid cleaning", the wizard mumbled to himself as he reflected on his generous use of what he was finding to be a very useful cantrip. The filth that seemed to cling to everything made sure that that particular cantrip, one which he use to only use for concentration practices, was readily available in his mind. Making his way to the market to fetch a bite to eat, Tvaliss then heads to his usual spot on the highest hill in the city. He had found this place part way through his first week there, and though it was a bit far, it gave the wizard an excellent view of his subject, the Blot which had caused quite a stir among the populace when it had first arrived. Finding a comfortable place, the elf first applies a little arcane talent to make sure the spot was clean. Then he pulls out his writting equipment, and sets to work comparing his own observations with those from his father's friend.

Tvaliss spends a good portion of the afternoon in his research and begins to pack up when he notices that it is quickly approaching time for the Tournament to begin.

Back in 2nd edition, when *everyone* was a multi-classed elf, it seemed, we would have all-elven parties that would spout off all sorts of elven supremacist rhetoric, referring to humans as talking monkeys or 'breeders' or whatever. It was fun to play elves as stereotypical snooty upper-class twits. :)

Hehe, well if anything, it will open up some good roleplaying. Though I can see one possible end would be the Elven Wizard at the mercy of the rest of the party when he goes a bit to far with his "It's ok...you are only...human" bit. Of course the last word is said with a healthy (not so healthy for Tvaliss) dose of distain.

Can you give me a reference page or if I am looking in the right book? I looked through the complete arcane and didn't see it anywhere.

Try page 181 of Complete Arcane. It should be there. If I am wrong, then no worries, I have a few other options available.

As for you Set....

Thanks for the Info. But as for the whole expat. comment, I must tell you that Tvaliss would never complain about about how dismal and sad this world is compared to his. He would be respectful and polite, then brood about it in secret while occasionally insulting human hygiene methods and other practices from the short-lived races. Geneerlly being an occasional A-&(*$ to those he sees as inferior. Which will be interesting, since it seems that he will be the only non-human in the group. ;)

Hey Zoom, in an earlier post you said that splat books were allowed if you had them. I was thinking about replacing the Skill Focus feat with Collegiate Wizard from Complete Arcana. would that be fine with you?

Anybody here have Elves of Golarion? I am looking for an elven god to worship, one who deals with magic. either that, one who is the most commonly worshiped by Elves in Golarion.

Ok Zoom, got it to work. The character is completed on the Profile page. Though a few adjustments would need to be made should you decide to keep the Magic Item identifying as an Appraisal check.

So I tried putting the character info on my character page. I finally got it all organized and straightened out, but when I pressed save, it didn't save any of it! Am I doing something wrong?

Tvaliss Aetherian, Elf Transmuter completed. Link to character sheet can be found in the profile. Please let me know if there is something I should fix.

I'll be coming in with an Elven Wizard. I am not sure which school to go for as of yet. Either Transmutation, Illusion or Universal. By the way, on Page 14 of the Pathfinder Beta, it outlines 5 methods for starting HP, which method are we using for starting Hit Points?