"I say we come down to you." Rags says as he tries to make his way down to the soaked, but intact mage.
there are no stairs, how are you trying to make your way down... are you shimmying down a pilon, or trying to find another way down?
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those on the top floor:
Arius: the shark devours the scraps of meat from Anju threw to it, and starts to circle the area of dock you climbed up on. As you start to get nervous about it, Anju throws some more things over the other side of the boat, and the shark swims away in that direction.
Ox tenses and looks as if he might jump off the dock toward the shark at any moment. his knuckles were white as he strangled the hilt of his sword he intensely watched as the shark made way toward where Arius was. He stopped himself from jumping as the shark turned away to anju's ploy.
" Arius are you going inside and away from that beast? If so we will try to meet you there in moment's."
Here is a map of where I have everyone... if this sin't where you picture yourself, let me know
Here's a more detailed description of the boat (the stairs are behind the door):
The rotten deck of the this ancient barge seems to be barely intact, its hull worn and thick with seaweed and barnacles. The barge is held together primarily by the layers of old rope that lash it securely to the pilings that support the fishery and the nearby boardwalk. A single wooden door leading into the aft cabin bears a crude painting of a red fish on its surface.
Arius looks nervously at the circling fin. "It seems that I have little choice."
He mutters a brief incantation and tries to shift the door open with his Hand of the Apprentice.
Arius scrutinizes the "door" in the hull, Hand at the ready. "There must be a latch here somewhere."
Arius Pelgane:
everyone else
"I've found an entrance. Going in."
Arius stands back and opens the panel with his Hand of the Apprentice. He advances and cautiously enters the ship.
Rags makes his way down the steps dagger in hand. He quietly makes his way through the hold looking for any sign of a way onto the lower platform.
Stealth, Perception (1d20+8=15, 1d20+4=6)
Rumil follows Rags down the stairs quietly with thinblade at the ready. All the while looking around for anything to jump out
for those who go into the hold:
Arius looks around cautiously into the dimly lit hold as he steps inside.
Perception for hold (1d20+4=20)
Stealth for hold (1d20+1=11)
He lets out a breath in obvious relief. "Rags, I'm glad to see you. Are the others coming?"
Rumil motions to the other two to be silent and with sword at the ready Rumil checks behind the crates where he thinks he heard the scratching
Rumil motions to the other two to be silent and with sword at the ready Rumil checks behind the crates where he thinks he heard the scratching
"Arius I would move if I were you there are some pretty big spiders coming your way"
Rumil says right after stabbing and killing one of them
Rumil's sudden appearance from the shadows--and sudden attack on the hold's monstrous inhabitants--startles Arius, but he moves toward the stairwell. With a quick incantation, a Hand of the Apprentice stabs his dagger at the nearest spider.
Attack and damage (1d20+3=23, 1d4+3=6)
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Anju follows the others into the ship motioning to Tikaani to follow her
Initiative
(1d20+4->[9+4]=(13))
Perception
(1d20+6->[11+6]=(17))
Wild Empathy
(1d20+4 -> [7+4] = (11))
[ooc]spiders are vermin and not animals [/spoiler]
Arius Stabs sideways with his dagger, and is surprised as the dagger not only hits on, but goes through it and pins the second to the crate. He turns as Anju attempts to commune to the insects in vain, to see another spider ready to jump on him. Rags comes to the rescue, kicking viciously at it against the ceiling, green good dripping down to the floor of the hold.
"Thanks for the aid!"
Arius tries to pry his dagger out of the side of the ship. "Ummm... Ox, come down if you can."
Strength (1d20-1=5)
More Strength checks (1d20-1=2, 1d20-1=19, 1d20-1=14)
After several moments of ineffectual tugging, he dislodges the blade.
"That shark outside is still hungry. Shall we look for something else to distract him while we're crossing the bridge?"
Putting his thought into action, he starts looking around the hold for any food or interesting items.
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"Thanks for the aid!"
Arius tries to pry his dagger out of the side of the ship. "Ummm... Ox, come down if you can."
Strength (1d20-1=5)
More Strength checks (1d20-1=2, 1d20-1=19, 1d20-1=14)After several moments of ineffectual tugging, he dislodges the blade.
"That shark outside is still hungry. Shall we look for something else to distract him while we're crossing the bridge?"
Putting his thought into action, he starts looking around the hold for any food or interesting items.
Anju turns to Arius
"our previous methods seemed to work well before, I can keep the shark distracted while we cross."
Anju will assist Arius in searching the cabin keeping an eye out for any possible secret doors.
"Lady Anju, if you judge that you can continue distracting the shark effectively, I'm willing to try the crossing."
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As Arius is saying this, Guarn comes to the fishery door, and heaves the body of the do into the water about 30 feet to the side of the boat (off to the top right of the map) He looks at you all and huffs "well... you all going or what?"
Although not terribly pleased with the idea of throwing the dead dog in the water Anju figured this was as good a chance as any and crosses the walkway beckoning the rest to follow.
Arius waits a moment to give his companions a chance to cross if they'd like, then follows Anju.
Rumil slips past Aruis taking the front and moving across the dock carefully and as silently as possible.
You all cross the dock easily and go into the room at the end of it. You enter a fairly large room with an opening to the water. An Old man is hunched in the corner, and recognizes each of you as you come in. "Ah... the elf, here for some more of your addiction, eh?" "You two are more resourceful than I thought.. I should have fed your measly sister to my pet when I first heard you were looking for me." The guard trying to clean his name? Ha like that will work! "ah.. you brought the cute elf from that quaint village... How many new addicts do I have there my dear, and are you here for more or as my payment?" "YOU!? Havn't I beat you enough to kill you three times over yet? Well, no matter, I'll fix that momentarily."
Arius smiles, showing all of his teeth. "Gaedren, Gaedren. No need to make threats. Let's talk about this."
Twisting his ring, he mutters a few syllables in some incomprehensible tongue...
you never have been able to do me in old man, and I don't think today will be any different you stinking Chel! Rags smiles and waves his daggers. I'm finally going to give you what you have coming!
inititive (1d20+4=15)
Rags hurls a dagger at Gadrian. attack and damage if hits (1d20+4=15, 1d4=2)
Looking sat you all, Lamm looks Puzzled "How did you find me and how did you all come together, anyway?" Ox mentions Zellara and Lamm laughs. "The Fortune teller? Oh Yes I remember her and her 'harrow deck' they're right back here - would you like to see them?"
"...I remember her and her 'harrow deck' they're right back here - would you like to see them?"
"Abducting middle-aged widows? Really now, Gaedren, I was expecting some clever threat involving a gang of thugs or the neighborhood shark. Is this the best that you can do?"
"Abducting middle-aged widows? HA don't make me laugh - she came here looking for her little cutesy son" at this point Rag's dagger comes flying as Lamm drws him crossbow up and fires you think that he missed, as his bolt goes into the water below your feet. a moment later you realize how wrong you are, as Lamm's Croc comes thrashing out of the water snapping at you.
Arius casts his spell, and says "why don't you show her to us?"
At this Lamm laughs saying "you think I'm going to turn my back on you now one of you already tried to skewer me!" As Anju tries unsuccessfully to quiet the crocodile. Rumil throws a dagger at Lamm, grazing his leg. Ox moves foreward trying to get the crocodile within reach of his weapon, and the croc abliges, snapping its jaws closed on his non weapon arm. Lamm then fires his crossbow at Rags again, The arrow going cleanly through Rags' torso
Rags clutches his side as he goes to flip through the air trying to get close to Lamm.
Rags bounds past Branaham, and would attack Lamm, but slips on his own blood about 2 steps before the crime boss, sliding to his knees just in front of Lamm. Looking back, this might have been lucky, as Lamm's dagger flashed inches above the top of Rags' head. Branaham Heals Rags Arius casts something which makes Lamm forget where he is momentarily, and Rumil Jumps over everyone,quickly attacking with his thinblade and scoring a dark line on Lamm's arm.
The wolf jumps over everyone- tackling Lamm by the time she steps away, Lamm is no longer moving. At the same time Anju successfully calms the crocodile.
"Don't kill him... yet. We must find out if this creature really has captured the fortune-teller."
"Ox and Rags, let me take a look at your wounds."
In the meantime Anju will search Lamm for keys or anything else that might be useful.
Lamm has on him a well made dagger and hand crossbow 10 bolts, and a ring of keys
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Lamm has on him a well made dagger and hand crossbow 10 bolts, and a ring of keys
In the meantime Anju will search Lamm for keys or anything else that might be useful.
Anju lays out the items on the floor next to Lamm knowing very well that the weapons are of the kind that druids frown upon.
"Perhaps the others can use them" she thinks to herself as she ties Lamm up.
"I'm willing to bet these keys will come in handy" Anju says to the group pointing to the keyring.
This foul-smelling room seems to be a combination bedroom and study. A wooden bed with a lumpy mattress stands against the east wall, while a round table heaped with dirty plates, bread crusts, stained goblets, fruit rinds, and scuttling cockroaches sits nearby. At the foot of the bed sits a large strongbox, a slighty rusted lock securing its lid. A sagging dresser filled with moth-eaten clothes well past their glory days is in one corner—what appears to be a wooden hatbox surrounded by a small cloud of flies sits atop this dresser next to a small wooden strongbox wrapped in chains and padlocked. There are lockpicks sitting next to the padlock, it looks like this is what has been occupying Lamm the last few hours.
"What a filthy hovel." Arius pulls out a handkerchief and holds it to his nose.
"Ox, please come over with me to check the hatbox. I'd like you to be ready to bisect anything hostile that emerges when I open it."
Inside the hatbox is Zellara's Head, poorly preserved and made-up to look as close to alive as a obviously dead face can.
Anyone who can make a DC 10 heal check:
when the head is moved, you find a small wooden box containing her Harrow deck under it.
"He's murdered Zellara! How did he manage to get back here so quickly?"
Arius gingerly removes the deck from the hatbox.
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(1d20 -> [13] = (13)"He's murdered Zellara! How did he manage to get back here so quickly?"
Arius gingerly removes the deck from the hatbox.
Gagging from the stench and cursing under her breath Anju says
"curse that Lamm!"
Anju will do a quick search of the room specifically trying to find an antidote for Lamm's poison.
Anju:
All:
The old man’s personal habits are very much on display—he has little interest in cleanliness. Bedbugs infest the sheets, a chamber pot pushed under the bed is badly in need of cleaning, and the bits of food heaped on his table have attracted a large nest of roaches and rats.
The Footlocker at the foot of the bed is locked, but easily opened with a key from Lamm's keyring. In it you find 6 bound and wrapped items - these contain:a narrow teak cigar case inlaid with tiny bits of jade worth 25 gp, a 2-pound gold ingot bearing the Cheliax coat of arms, a silver ring bearing the inscription “For Emmah—the light in my nights,” a highly realistic and highly scandalous ivory figurine of two entwined succubi, a tiny glass tube containing a dose of oil, an obsidian wand, a crystallinevial containing a liquid, and a bejeweled brooch with a broken clasp.
Even to an untrained eye, this brooch is obviously the most valuable object in the entire collection. The circular gold brooch depicts a pseudodragon and an imp coiled around each other in an almost yin-yang pattern. The pseudodragon’s eye is an amethyst, while the imp’s eye is
an emerald.
Arius:
Arius pales. "I think that I've seen that brooch before... on Queen Ileosa."
"I've had some experience with valuing items. I'll take a closer look at these--especially the oil, wand, and vial, which are magical."
"Did you find anything, Anju? What about the other chest, Rumil?"
As Arius asks, he hears the lock open on the other box....