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I'm so sorry. I just flaked on this. I'm at gencon but I'll leave this in my inbox so I don't forget on Tuesday

I don't think we need to add more characters. Once I have a moment, I'll set the stage for the last encounter.

So we have 4 PCs for the final fight?

Nope. I was kind of assuming you were taking one.

Denizel scoffs looking down at the savage dwarf. "You're more likely to get ale out of Boots with a line like that. I suppose if I was to warn you of an attack by gnolls you'd want to charge me for the subsequent damage to your axe?" Denizel AC: 20 (18 flat-footed, 12 Touch) HP: 26 Current...

Denizel rolls his eyes, and the mist around him seems to be fanned away by an invisible source. He was cute. "How droll. . . I assume they didn't want us to notices something or other." Denizel quickly confirms his coins are still present within his haversack. Denizel AC: 20 (18 flat-footed...

Denizel suffers through Maui's story and then gives a knowing nod to Boots. "See there, licking turns you into a crazy person." At least that's what Denizel got out of it.

Denizel scoffs at the wolf's words and sneezing. "That is called soap. It is occasionally scented." His words take on an indignant air. "Most people from the city bathe, if they make more than a few coppers a day. . . and not with their tongue." Denizel AC: 20 (18 flat-footed, 12 Touch) HP...

Denizel turns to take in some of the commotion, as he waits for his wine. He finally sees boots chasing a kind fellow out, which returns his smile. His eyes then fall on an attractive young girl with red hair. I like her. Let's pursue that. . .Come now. Denizel blushed slightly as he heard the...

A young man walks in, appearing at first glance to be a moonlighting noble. His face was fair and flanked by shoulder length, well groomed, brown hair. His slight frame was hidden under traveling garb, that while worn, appears to have been recently cleaned. Over that rests a finely crafted...

After a stop stop at a pawn shop, to recover some of his original courtly jewels, Denizel makes his way through the busy streets to Arcane Row. He had another adventure or two in his future if he wanted to earn the fame and fortune needed to reassert himself in the courts. He did hate to see his...

I just want to clarify, since this is my first Living Pathfinder Game. The 5104gp Time Based GP has not been awarded previously, and is in addition to the 4689.75gp?

I'm sorry, but at this time I would not feel comfortable taking up this task. Between the Midgard Bestiary, Dark Roads and Golden Hells, Modern Assembly and other projects, it's hard for me to focus and find time for PbP games. Those in my Ebberon game can attest that I've been spotty to...

Denizel makes the rounds as well, sporting a genuine smile (he's thrilled that this is over). "It was a most memorable journey. And yes, perhaps we will be paired again someday."

Yeah, I'm set. I figured we were pretty much done here.

The gnome seems quite taken with the flattery and it doesn't take him long to come up with the rest of the information. "Ah yes. It seems it was owned by a Reynold P. Pennysmith."

"Whoever wrote this seemed sure enough." Denizel shrugs. "The words sound vaguely familiar as well, as if I had once heard a telling with it."

Nyar discovers that the warehouse isn't technically owned by anyone at the moment. The last owner passed away about a year ago and the city hasn't claimed it or done anything about it.

"Well then I have something for you alchemist." Denizel jogs up to Iago and places the goblin's notes in his hands. "Maybe they'll be more use to you. I doubt I'll use them in the city." I'm running off the assumption that I've already told you what they say. It's always useful to have the...

The inspector seems somewhat disappointed. He apparently was hoping you would have gained something he could use in his own investigation. He quietly slips the piece of paper into Christina's hand. "You all are free to go. I don't want to see you nosing around here. This is a private...