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Daggit strokes his beard thoughtfully. "Well, the roads are quite safe, as are most of the towns and farms. We don't really have enemies here, unless you count one cousin not speaking to another cousin on account of who wrongfully inherited Aunt Beatrice's teapot ten years ago. Those kind of...

Daggit laughs when Ru asks to tell them apart. "Ha ha! Wouldn't we all like to know, eh? The brothers, they are identical, all three." He taps his nose knowingly. "Strange, no? I tell you, there is something a little different in the Weathersmith blood. Not bad, you know ... just a little...

The drover in the cap nods. "Yes, this is was the thing I tell the Whitecloak lady about. Five day ago, I get the no delivery from the Weathersmith boys. Two day later, I am in the Venza with the no delivery of the cheese. And the horrible noble women, they are all of them yapping at me ...

The last to arrive is Ru Brike, a lanky Rhat'mani dressed in leathers, and who looks only mildly uncomfortable on his horse. The ride out of Venza is easy, and the weather is gentle. Along this thoroughfare, there is plenty of traffic both into and out of the great city. Over the course of a...

The Grand Stable of Venza is an impressive collection of buildings that houses an even more impressive collection of mounts. Commander Jacobson is as good as her word, and you are given your choice of riding animals, albeit with a firm admonition from Jacus to return them intact and make sure...

Commander Jacobson nods. "Then it's settled. I'd appreciate it if you left as soon as possible. I'll send word to Jacus at the Grand Stable to provide you with mounts on the Whitecloaks' account. To get to the Weathersmiths, take the East Gate out of the city, then take Sending Way at the...

Commander Jacobson shakes her head. "I can guarantee that the shipping isn't the problem. The dairy is located an hour's ride off Sending Way, and there's a trade depot at the crossroads. Outside Venza, the way it usually works is that the various tradesmen and farmers bring their goods to a...

Commander Jacobson looks at the assembled volunteers and nods. "The job is southeast, about a day and a half's travel. There's a cheesemaker which is run by the Weathersmith brothers. From what I've been told, they're quite good at it and usually quite reliable, but they've missed their...

One of Venza's Whitecloaks strides through the door of the Dunn Wright, her cloak sweeping around her. Her demeanor seems to be naturally brusque, but her face is a mask of irritation and there are dark circles under her pale blue eyes. Grog watches her carefully. "I t'ink it looks like youse...

Reserved for stuff.

A medium length adventure for Living Pathfinder, designed for four or five characters of 6-7th level. GM: Systole Judge: Mowgli Heroes: <None Yet!> I will make initiative rolls, saving throws, and perception checks if it moves the adventure along quickly. Otherwise, players will...

A tall dwarf walks into the Pearl and has a quiet word with the proprietor. A goodly sum of gold changes hands, as well as a promise to return in a few days. Selling Heavy Crossbow +1 Buying Darkwood Seeking Heavy Crossbow +1 Efficient Quiver (on order) Belt of Dex +2 Cloak of Resistance +1...

Rhas will swap the breastplate for the chain shirt. Ring of Protection is interesting, but I think there are better ways to spend my money for now. EDIT: Taking the Ring of Protection. Turns out there are not better ways to spend my money right now.

I'm fine sitting my characters for a while, although I will almost certainly dust off Sylla and Boots if Iago is playing. I'm also sitting on 2 or 3 levels' worth of DMC, so I might bump someone up to a higher bracket. And for the record, I have 4 characters available: Sylla & Boots (7), Mirra...

Sent it to the judge's account.

Blessed are the Cheesemakers is ready for a look-over. It's targeted for ~6th level, but I've left it rough so that I can fudge encounters. Who'll be coming, and who'll be judging?

Thanks for the adventure, PM. Can we get a list of treasure, too? I don't think we ever figured out that breastplate that Rhas took.

"Seven to seal against evil," Mirra repeats thoughtfully. "Something the Lalanites wanted held would be my first guess. Perhaps the energies that the woman used to make herself into a demoness?" She shakes her head. "Whatever it was, the energies are gone, and these people were victims of...

When the demoness finally lies still, Mirra sags and quaffs a healing extract, then begins brewing a few more for good measure. "I can make a salve that will protect me from extreme heat, so I propose that the rest of you head upstairs and I'll get the basements burning with little risk to...

Rhas snorts. "Oh, I meant it. But if you need me to, I c'n probably manage a humble word or two of apology." He hawks and spits over the side of the wagon before adding, "O' course, I won't mean it." --Rhas Ironeyes AC: 19 (13 flat-footed, 16 touch) HP: 77/77 CMB: +9 CMD: 23 Fort: +7...