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Thanks GM!

Sadly this levels Vintner out to 6 so I am afraid he may be out of reach for future leshy adventures.

Vintner seems less sure. Maybe we should drop him off in Mercy? That way we can make visits while Sparky gets to keep tabs on his and or her children?

Vintner nods sagely.

Not that sage...he was a berry bush

Would you like to go on a journey? If you want to stay here thats fine but...we would love to show you more of the world. You could be one of us

Vintner seems genuinely torn. Well... I am not sure what to do here. This thing could prove a benevolent protector. On the other hand I am jot sure that the gifts it bestowed on mercy are necessary outside of Mercy itself.

Ah ha. So youre the God they worship. What about Robori? That tree seemed immune to your influence. What's up with that? And why are you turning all those people into leshies?

Knowledge history: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24

So does this make you some kind of...Ghoran?

Vintner strokes the vines and whispers to them Is this the warm light?

Well... I think this is Amenira. Cloaker got her I would guess. She never did get to solve the mystery. We owe it to her to get to the bottom of this I think

The young plant draws his notebook and begins sketching Amenira.

Heal: 20 + 5 = 25

Bite wounds. A couple months old too. Still this cave is VERY green. Maybe the key to out mystery is here somewhere

Vintner seems vaguely disappointed that he could not claim the treasure of this cloaker, but finds that there is still more cavern and leads the way exploring more of the cavern to look for this things stash of booty.

Vinter calls upon the spirits of old and chants the prayer of prayers - the motto of the society Explore, Report, Cooperate!

Bless

He then focuses on the frying pan and moves it to smack the cloaker.

FRYING UP SOME BAT MAN: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 1 = 121d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Vintner thinks hard on yet another Pathfinder lost to the ravages of a mission gone wrong - this one a Dwarf that suffocated to death and wielded a frying pan as a lethal cudgel.

A spectral frying pan materializes and smacks the Cloaker.

Spiritual Frying Pan Weapon: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 151d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Vintner makes notes on this wonderland of green but keeps his eyes peeled for the enemy...

I believe hemp is made fron the same type of Vine as Sticky. He is one we have to make sure doesn't get turned into rope...

Whys it gotta be hemp

Vintner happily offers his rope - a pathfinder field agent has gotta be prepared after all and then takes 10 himself.

Boon: 1d20 ⇒ 18

Vinter scowls Curses it was this Cloaker that was the cultist. My entire thesis will need rewritten.....I mean thank you

Leshyfinders - Remember the Motto! Explore! Report! Cooperate!

Casting the Bless Spell.

Vinter rushes across to the other side of Sticky and decides to playbit safe with some dangerous flames conjures from the snake priest and dead Pathfinder Sekhmet

Burning Hands DC15: 4d4 ⇒ (1, 4, 1, 2) = 8

Will Save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Vintners eyes are also drawn momentarily to to flying creature

Wow that is quite fascinating...but we should be careful with all those bats around!

Vintner lights his Starfinder as he hurries outside.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Vintner quickly points out to the gang that those shadows arent real - theyre spells.

The real source has to be around here somewhere... the pathfinder whispers as he throws on his not-so-great coat.

But the creature is trying to communicate....something. Jay I believe tribal dance and peace pipe ceremonies are you area correct?

Yup

Vintner isnt sure whats happening but he figures this thing is why the villagers don't want people around outside at night. How about we rest for the night super early and then sneak out to confront this thing

Vintner moves around in his new doll body Yes...yes I can see this twisting your mind a bit he jokes good naturedly.

He dismisses the spell and returns to his body Well I guess we should prepare dedense against this shadow?

Vintner smirks as he looks at the enter image spell on the scroll and the doll.

He looks to see if there is another doll in the room and tries to use the scroll to enter it.

I am going on a trip for my anniversary this weekend so starting tonight I am going to be unreliable at best til Sunday evening at the earliest.

Vintner takes the book from Stickys hand and flips it upside down on him before inspecting the scroll. He casts read magic .

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Nira huh....

Vintner produces his big book of names and begins to take notes.

Linguistics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Vintner further investigates the bedroom of the Nethite, and finds her journal pretty interesting. As he reads her notes - a set of Unspoken Rules he dramatically drops the sheet in front of them.

These people ARE cultists - look at all of their crazy rules!

Wait these people are communists? Communists give out bandages? To children? And Free Love? What is all of this?

Knowledge Engineering: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Vinter produces his corncob pipe and his thinking cap and begins to look around. Yes my dear Plumeria, this is one of the newer houses here. It seems that they may have built it for her.

He begins thinking about it and looking around.

he begins picking at the mess I think Amenira was running - no doubt screaming for her life as she discovered that they are all secret cultists. Those Blackmsiths were FREAKS by the way.

Vinter beams with pride, carrying with him a spare pathfinder and offers it to the children.

You two can share this one....it's a sign that you're in our club. What do you say? Are you ready to explore, report, and cooperate?

Wait...creaky monster? Vintner wondered if these might be other leshies. Then again he thought these children were probably also Leshies.

What creaky monster?

Vinter shivers You like the beach Sticky? But what of all the saltwater.....it doesnt absorb the same way and the deposits on my roots take weaks to shake off...

Vintner nods. Yup....definitely all leshies. he says as he saunters out of the Temple.

Did someone go to her house yet?

Vintner smirks his lips up at Plumeria's mention of this. She is very good at this.

Plants should probably be plants on purpose. It sounds like this is a very dangerous situation. Are you people....leshies?

Something suddenly clicks for Vintner and he positively shrivels as it dawns on him. So then....I see. Stupid lucky tree. No one ever worships me when I do some healing...

Vintner pulls Plumeria aside I think this guy prayed to whatever this warmth and light is but since the TREE was here he thought it was that. These people are worshipping the wrong plant!

Vintner gestures There, did you not here that - The Warmth is warm warm warm, it talks to them....but not to the MEAN TREE, aka Robori. In fact, MEAN TREE doesn't talk to anyone. Simplistic, but very certain.

Vinter shrugs and asks the vines, now curious What does the Warmth and Light talk to you about?

Seeing no reason to hide his nature, Vintner turns back to the vines So, this Warmth and Light you speak of...what is it like? Is it nice? Friendly? Mean? Sad? Like a comfortable hovel nice and warm and full of food? Or like a barren winters evening?

Vintner nods They are our close relatives. We are as you can see, merely vines given voice and sentience and a purpose by our masters - though with a lot more freedom than your typical creations you usually see get. Anyway yeah, they were talking - apparently Robori is a mean old coot who doesn't like the Warmth and the Light! And they do! I can't help but notice all of the vegatation in town too! Its a wasteland out there, how did this happen?

Vinter nods a bit and shakes his limbs a bit. Sort of - apparently he's sort of an ornery old coot. But the vines here all speak of some kind of divine plant god - The Warmth and the Light. Do you know anything about that ? Apparently it comes from ALL AROUND, so it's not the sun .

Vintner turns somewhat grimly over to Plumeria Actually I may have just learned something very interesting. The plants seem to be getting their feed and sustenance not from the sun and the rain but from some...Warmth down below, that extends all around.

And as I just did a scan of the area, it looks as though this all may be radiating from a point outside of town where more unnatural plant growth lies. It's reach extends even to here - I wonder what sort of effect its having on these people - aside from the obvious vegetarianism.

Vintner looks really surprised Wait Wait wait little ones. It's liiiike the sun? So it isn't the sun? Then what is it? Where is it?

Vinter pulls out his wayfinder and focuses on some of the great explorers of the Society's history. His creator, Osprey. Eando Kline. Durvin Gest. He calls upon their prowess to give him a reasonable idea of the layout of the surrounding area to try and better communicate with the vines about where this...Warmth and Light lives.

Using my 'Arcane Bonded Object' to cast a spell from my list that I don't have prepared, Lay of the Land

Vintner instinctively understanding the vines smirks What makes him so mean. He is giving you a place to grow is he not? Some People say the same of my master. He's probably just aloof.

Vintner quickly turns and casts Speak with plants on Seedy Sorry I find trees really droll, but you seem nice and treesonable. You talk to this gnarled looking sicko.

Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19

Vintner approaches the tree directly and looks it over This tree has no blight on it and looks....healthy! How strange!

Vintner looks at how old and gnarled it is Hmm, you really do seem to be healthy if a bit sinister and twisted...whats your story friend....

Vintner recalls the scroll he found Yo Seedy, wanna talk to this tree?

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Vintner decides that this has gotten a tad boring and shapes back into himself and comments Carpenters rule, metal workers drool! before going to find religion himself.

Vintner is a bit surprised that the supposed feud between Carpenters and Blacksmiths seems to be just ....a feud between carpenters and blacksmiths. Theyre strangely passionate....MAD PERHAPS!?!?!?!

Vintner is sure this is about to get good and stays put, maybe creeping around to get a better view.

Vintner decides to split off from the rest of the party and to do some observation. He tries to find a place close to the middle of town where this is a bit of vegetation he can blend in with and then turns himself into an unassuming little berry-vine near someones house before the square gets too busy. Simply wishing to observe their behavior when they think they aren't being observed.

He is just so sure they are all evil cultists.

Vintner looks a bit disappointed, but to some extent lacks the skills to be effective going out on his own.

Well, I do not really respect the laws of a place that maybe probably murdered a Pathfinder He spits that last word like it's the highest possible crime. As though killing pathfinders is the worst of all things that a person could do.

But I will abide by your decision for now. Cooperate....cooperate

Vintner nods at the sheriff and waits til he is out of earshot to share a theory.

Well, how convenient that she should just so happen to go missing as the only outsider in town....I am sure this "robori" is a real god and everything. Totally not a cover for worship of Azathoth. Has ANYONE here ever heard of this god, because I sure haven't. We can't trust these people, we need someone to peak outside and see what is really going on here

Vintner grins a wide friendly grin of someone who spends more time talking to the spirits of dead people - a captive audience if ever there was one - and gives a wide sweeping spin of his vines.

S uhh...pray to...whoooo exactly? Also...I mean we're hear to check in on a certain resident of yours...Amenira?

Vintner looks puzzles at Sticky and Uproot's antics. [b] Were neither of you given an education. Settle your roots into the ground, hold your berries for a second and listen....the reason Azathoth is bad isn't because he's evil - its because he is crazy. A god of madness. These people we are coming to may be feuding for no other reason than as an arbitrary form of worship to their outer patron god.

Vintner examines the staff carefully knowledge religion: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21

Well...darn it... she really might have been killed here. Damn. Time to go find out why...

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22

Looks like a scroll of Speak with plants, a nice bullet, and Oil of Silence.