WotBS - Scouring of Gate Pass

HolyMan

Thy wounds are healed!
Ok I think we are near ready (and weird thing is so are the other games I started). I think I will have a thread for each module that way if we need to refer to something we only need to know in which module it happened.

Next two posts will be for houserules and other misc stuff will probably be full of links once we are done LOL. this is a module so posting speed is on all of you I have a few plots mapped out so am ready to roll.

HM

LINKS:
http://www.enworld.org/forum/talkin...-campaign-saga-conversion-pathfinder-ooc.html
http://www.enworld.org/forum/rogues...ky-campaign-saga-rg-pathfinder-converted.html
 
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HolyMan

Thy wounds are healed!
[sblock=Treasure]
loot from magic school - two potions of cure moderate wounds 2d8+5; two doses of silversheen; wand of magic missile(lvl1) charges 24; traveling spellbook; spells listed here

Shade gains silver short sword

Resistance help

Black Horse Bounty Hunters - kept = 3 potions, 2 tangle foot bags, mw composite longbow w/ 20 arrows

Dream Shroud

Inquisitor Battle[/sblock]

[sblock=Awards]
Songdragon's reroll - used to reroll lvl 2 HP[/sblock]

[sblock=Adventure Goals]
Get the military intelligence from Rivereye - Obtain LvL 2 - COMPLETED
Get Torrent and Intelligence away from the city - Obtain LvL 3 - COMPLETED
Travel to a safe place to camp inside the Fire Forest - Obtain LvL 4
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[sblock=Side Quests]
Deliver Rantel's scroll case to his sister Katrina - Reward: favor from Rantel [/sblock]
 
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HolyMan

Thy wounds are healed!
NPCs

Torrent

Organizations

Knights of the Aquiline Cross

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[sblock=DC 10] The Knights of the Aquiline Cross are clerics and paladins who see healing as the best way to fight evil. They cannot refuse using their healing powers to those who ask (though they’re not required to heal enemies who have not surrendered). Followers of the order who maintain their vow of healing are said to miraculously survive injury, as if they simply do not bleed from even seemingly-fatal wounds.
[sblock=DC 15] Many knights of the order go on quests to try to locate the Aquiline Heart, a healing relic, said to have been torn from the chest of a mighty eagle by a fierce dragon.
[sblock=DC 20] The original Order of the Aquiline Cross was exterminated entirely by the wrath of a demon, but was reborn recently by an act of divine inspiration. A young human paladin named Entras found an abandoned chapel of the order in the
wilds of Shahalesti, and she vowed to continue the order’s quest.[/sblock][/sblock][/sblock][/sblock]
 

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HolyMan

Thy wounds are healed!
It is New Year’s Eve, and near midnight on this frigid evening when you all gather in a small condemned tavern in the Free Citystate of Gate Pass. Located in the mountain pass which separates two hostile nations — Ragesia and Shahalesti — Gate Pass has been neutral since the end of their last war, but now from Ragesia a scourge comes for the city.

By now, every magic-user in Gate Pass knows of the Scourge. The Emperor of Ragesia died barely a month ago, and in a move to cement herself as the next emperor of Ragesia, Leska, leader of the Ragesian inquisitors, has decreed that all disloyal users of magic — arcane or divine — are to be tracked down and killed, to prevent future threats to the empire. The inquisitors, clerics specialized in countermagic, travel with military escorts to the borders of Ragesia. Their first target is Gate Pass, its neutrality long viewed as an insult to the nation’s honor. Those who resist them will have to face the searing power of the Ragesian Empire.

An entire army marches for Gate Pass, and the people of the city fear that they will not be able to resist the might of the Ragesian military. The city leaders are bowing under pressure, and have barred the exit from the city, intending to welcome the inquisitors that come with the army, for they foolishly hope that the Ragesians will reward their cooperation with mercy.

You have been told to meet Torrent and others, at the Poison Apple Pub a little before midnight on New Year’s Eve, and to use the alley door. The people of the city know an army is on the way, so the streets are fairly deserted and normal festivities muted, letting you travel unmolested.

The pub is in a poorer district about a mile from the western city wall, filled with slushcovered cobblestone streets and dark, snow-filled alleyways. The evening is dark and claustrophobic, the multistory buildings of the city looming in the night, no lights in most windows.

The pub is a two-story building attached by a rooftop bridge to a neighboring house. The door and windows are boarded up, and the curtains drawn (though a faint light can be seen if someone checks closely). A notice has been posted on its door:

[sblock=OOC] Please post yourself going to and entering the pub. First person in will see Torrent only, as others enter you will see Torrent and all other characters who posted before you. [/sblock]
 

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Dragonwriter

First Post
Barrik Mav’kar strides down the alley, arms crossed on his broad chest. As he periodically glances over his shoulder, the shirt of chain links he wears rustles and clinks, to his silent reproach. Good thing no one’s around, he mentally grumbles. He reaches the door of the closed pub and reads the notice, an orc-like snort escaping his nostrils, along with a grimace made worse by his large tusks.

Making sure of his weapon cord looped around his right wrist, the massive half-orc pushes open the door. He sees the lone human sitting the deserted common room of the dilapidated building and his upper lip curls, tusk jutting. “I am Barrik Mav’kar,” he says by way of introduction. “And you must be Torrent. You have information I seek, as I understand. Now, can we come to an arrangement, or do I go elsewhere?”
 

HolyMan

Thy wounds are healed!
The darkened pub is mostly empty now, its many tables and chairs pushed to one wall and covered with sheets. A single table sits in the middle of the room, with enough chairs for five people. A small oil lamp and a keg sit on top of it, along with several mugs. At the back corner of the common room beside the bar, a staircase leads upstairs. The windows and door facing onto the street are closed, and you know they have been boarded up from the outside. On the wall behind the bar hangs a bronze bust of the former emperor of Ragesia, Drakus Coaltongue, a regal, aged half-orc with a scar cutting diagonally across his face. You and Torrent are the only people in the room.





"Yes my name is Torrent," the woman sitting behind the table facing the door says. "And a Happy New Year to you as well Barrik Mav'Kar." she continues with a smile before taking a sip from her mug.

"I have heard of you and your search for your family. I have a little information on them and that I well give you for free. Although the information itself won't help you to find them but perhaps helping me just might." The smile returns and she gestures to one of the chairs. "Please, there are others due to show up, have a drink with me till they get here."


 

Dragonwriter

First Post
“Gods willing this year is better than last, then I shall be happy for it,” the giant of a half-breed says flatly. He roughly grabs one of the chairs and sits, the seat creaking under his bulk. “I must confess, I was expecting to meet a man here. No offense. Now, about my family, and the assistance I will be giving you,” he says, leaning forward slightly and taking the offered drink with his left hand and taking a sip.
 

Songdragon

Explorer
In the cool night time air the thick hands place a small clay urn amongst the thousands of others within Summer’s Bluff. She offers up a brief prayer while clutching her holy symbol, "Gracenyes, forgive those who rule out of fear. Grant them the wisdom to do what is right for all of Gate Pass. Grant those we lead prosperity and safety in the year to come. May they know only peace."

Placing her leather gloves back on the stout figure then makes her way to her rendezvous, but stops before she leaves the square looking over the mass of small clay urns and in a whisper, "May all our wishes be granted."

It is a short time later as the armored dwarf makes her way down a slush covered alley. She notices large boot prints proceed her and comes to the side door of the Poison Apple. She looks over the notice and scoffs, "Wisdom indeed. At the end of my mace if it comes to it."


Before she reaches for the door she looks down the alley one way and then the next and with a heavy sign comments, "Where is that man." With a shrug the gloved hand tries the door. As it opens she sees who must be whom she is to meet, Torrent along with a lightly armored half-orc before her.

"Good evening, Ma'am. Sir." she says to the woman sitting and then to the half-orc standing, "I am Marda Hammerstar."
 

HolyMan

Thy wounds are healed!
"Your family is..." Torrent starts to say but stops as the door to the Poison Apple opens.

"Greetings Sister Hammerstar. I must tell you I was very pleased when my superiors told me a member of your clan was to be part of this."

Torrent looks past Marda and then asks, "I thought Master Aaron would be accompany you?"


[sblock=OOC] Great use of the players guide Songdragon and a great post. You get a reroll to use once for any roll you wish till the end of this adventure. [/sblock]
 
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Walking Dad

First Post
Fantalass

On his way to the tavern, the secrets he had to keep weighted much on Fantalss slight frame. He wore normal clothes, no robe, as he was forced to do. With his spell book and other items safely hidden in the secret compartment of his backpack, he finally arrives at the tavern. "Seems we are to late, Caty." He mutters to the black cat besides him. Then, with the aid of his familiar, he hears voices coming from inside. "Let's see who we will met."

He opens the door, hardly nodding at the persons insight and sits down after getting the pack from his back. As he sits, the black cat leaps on his lap. They share the same emerald eyes.

"I'm called Fantalass. I was invited."


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http://www.enworld.org/forum/5198185-post6.htmlFantalass
AC 11 (T11, FF10), HP 5/5, F +0,R+1,W+3

Acid Dart: 6/6 (+1, 1d6)

Prepared Spells:
DC = 10 + spell level + 3
Cantrips- 3, 1st- 2+1
0: Detect Magic, Message, Read Magic
1: Mage Armor - Color Spray, Feather Fall

Effects: -

XP: 0

Caty: AC 15 (T14, FF13), HP 2/2, F +2,R+2,W+3 (Imp. Evasion)

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