rangerjohn
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OOC: I wasn't able to access the site at all.
Dungeon Adventure Path: Life's Bazaar
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Old Fezziwig
Thanks for the sour persimmons, cousin.
The three men stand there, staring out at you from behind their face paint — the contrast between their tense posture and body language and the harlequinesque grins of the face paints is marked, and probably would be laughable at another time. They do nothing and seem more than willing to let you all go on your way. The rain continues to come down; you are all rather damp and somewhat cold.
The priest smiles at your group, "Very well, my temple is located in the northeastern part of the city — if any of you are Cauldronians, I'm sure that you're familiar with the Cuthbertian church here." He guides you away from the alley and after turning onto a main street, he speaks again, "I'm very thankful you showed up when you did, I'm sure that they wouldn't have killed me, but one can never be too certain and to escape with superficial injuries, well, that's good, is all. I mean, I had thought that they wanted money, but it became quickly apparent that they just wanted to put some fear into me. Damn near worked, too." He pauses to reflect on this, shakes his head, and offers a sheepish grin, suddenly looking very young, "I'm sorry, I've gotten ahead of myself. I'm Ruphus Laro, an acolyte in the service of St. Cuthbert."
The priest smiles at your group, "Very well, my temple is located in the northeastern part of the city — if any of you are Cauldronians, I'm sure that you're familiar with the Cuthbertian church here." He guides you away from the alley and after turning onto a main street, he speaks again, "I'm very thankful you showed up when you did, I'm sure that they wouldn't have killed me, but one can never be too certain and to escape with superficial injuries, well, that's good, is all. I mean, I had thought that they wanted money, but it became quickly apparent that they just wanted to put some fear into me. Damn near worked, too." He pauses to reflect on this, shakes his head, and offers a sheepish grin, suddenly looking very young, "I'm sorry, I've gotten ahead of myself. I'm Ruphus Laro, an acolyte in the service of St. Cuthbert."
Jalon Odessa
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Lia courtseys deeply before the priest.
'A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ruphus. I am Lia Ilvarya, a storyteller and wanderer to Cauldron in search of adventure.'
After the formalities and introductions have been addressed, Liandra continues the conversation in the hope of gathering more information of the attack from the priest.
'I feel that it is our duty to offer help to the Church of St Cuthbert, particularly when their clergymen are in distress, however I am a stranger to Cauldron, and know little of local politics, or of the Church's possible enemies. Can you think of any reason why those men may have sought to intimidate you?'
[OOC: Diplmoacy, Gather Info. and Sense Motive checks at the ready.]
'A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ruphus. I am Lia Ilvarya, a storyteller and wanderer to Cauldron in search of adventure.'
After the formalities and introductions have been addressed, Liandra continues the conversation in the hope of gathering more information of the attack from the priest.
'I feel that it is our duty to offer help to the Church of St Cuthbert, particularly when their clergymen are in distress, however I am a stranger to Cauldron, and know little of local politics, or of the Church's possible enemies. Can you think of any reason why those men may have sought to intimidate you?'
[OOC: Diplmoacy, Gather Info. and Sense Motive checks at the ready.]
Ascending Crane
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Hu'ka smiles and hisses good naturedly at the elf's excellent manners.
"I am named Hu'ka Gnishrak, third pup to Fin'ka, litter-mate to B'nak Gnishrak; I am a diplomat late of House Byrnis and a Speaker-of-Dragons. I am also..."
Hu'ka bows deeply to the priest and all gathered.
"... at your service."
"I am named Hu'ka Gnishrak, third pup to Fin'ka, litter-mate to B'nak Gnishrak; I am a diplomat late of House Byrnis and a Speaker-of-Dragons. I am also..."
Hu'ka bows deeply to the priest and all gathered.
"... at your service."
rangerjohn
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"An honor to meet you sir" replies the hobgoblin. "Now let us retire too the stern ones home, before more child protectors make an appearance."
Dog Faced God
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Qoll was passing a damp and dingy rag between his equally dingy hands as he spoke to the Cuthbertian. "I am Qoll Eroe. Surely you have heard of my family's recent... misfortune, Ruphus. I, for one, would like to know how you can allow these thugs to assault you and not answer for it. The Ruby Sorceress is to be praised, as she saw fit to send us your way. Elsewise, you would surely be sharing her bed this evening."
Old Fezziwig
Thanks for the sour persimmons, cousin.
Ruphus nods warmly as each of you introduce yourselves. In response to Qoll, he says, "Master Eroe, I have heard and am sorry that the house of the Ruby Goddess should be violated so. I mean to say that I am, of course, at your service." As Lia and Qoll press for more information, he sighs and tells you the following as you continue walking, "Well, things have been bad all over Cauldron lately — some magical disease appears to be causing people to vanish, similar to what happened to the gnomes of Jzadirune just under a century ago, and then, of course, there's this bit of kidnapping. Four children have been kidnapped from the Lantern Street Orphanage recently and I was there to console the children and the staff. Apparently, someone for some reason doesn't want the Church to be there. People have been saying that one of the children kidnapped from the orphanage is the bastard son of Cauldron's Lord Mayor, but I'm not really so sure about that." He shakes his head at the thought.
By the time he's finished his story, you see that you've reached his Church. The two-story building, its white marble walls streaked with blue veins, stands out from the black stone buildings that flank it. Two marble statues of armored warriors stand watch over the heavy oaken door of the temple, maces raised high against the dark and stormy sky. Above the temple doors, you can see the following inscribed in a rigidly stylized Common: WITHIN LAW LIVES HOPE.
Ruphus opens the front door and turns back towards you, "Please do come in, we can at least dry off and maybe even talk some more."
Hu'ka, Qoll: You two know the following information about Jzadirune — the gnomes of Jzadirune were master craftsmen and spellcrafters involved with the gnomish architects of Cauldron. Jzadirune refers to both the complex they built underneath the city as well as its founder. About 75 years ago, the gnomes in the enclave fell victim to a mysterious plague called the Vanishing that seemed to lurk in the items they crafted.
OOC: Next move on Thursday!
By the time he's finished his story, you see that you've reached his Church. The two-story building, its white marble walls streaked with blue veins, stands out from the black stone buildings that flank it. Two marble statues of armored warriors stand watch over the heavy oaken door of the temple, maces raised high against the dark and stormy sky. Above the temple doors, you can see the following inscribed in a rigidly stylized Common: WITHIN LAW LIVES HOPE.
Ruphus opens the front door and turns back towards you, "Please do come in, we can at least dry off and maybe even talk some more."
Hu'ka, Qoll: You two know the following information about Jzadirune — the gnomes of Jzadirune were master craftsmen and spellcrafters involved with the gnomish architects of Cauldron. Jzadirune refers to both the complex they built underneath the city as well as its founder. About 75 years ago, the gnomes in the enclave fell victim to a mysterious plague called the Vanishing that seemed to lurk in the items they crafted.
OOC: Next move on Thursday!
Ascending Crane
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Hu'ka nods at the priest.
"I would be honored to visssit your church, Ruphus. Though I cannot claim I worsship your god, I ssstill believe in his valuesss."
OOC: Hu'ka will enter with Ruphus and the rest. Once we've settled in and have dried off, Hu'ka will ask a few questions of the priest.
"What do you know of thisss... gang?"
"Do you know where we can find the leader of the gang?"
"Do you have any ideasss of where the children might be?"
"I would be honored to visssit your church, Ruphus. Though I cannot claim I worsship your god, I ssstill believe in his valuesss."
OOC: Hu'ka will enter with Ruphus and the rest. Once we've settled in and have dried off, Hu'ka will ask a few questions of the priest.
"What do you know of thisss... gang?"
"Do you know where we can find the leader of the gang?"
"Do you have any ideasss of where the children might be?"
Jalon Odessa
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Liandra accompanies Ruphus into the church, and follows the priest to wherever he may lead. Although glad to be inside and out of the damp, the elf's first course of action is to aid Huka in gleaning additional information from the priest.
'Thank you for your hospitality, Ruphus... the kind reputation of your faith is seemingly well-deserved. As you can understand, however, more pressing issues are at hand - is there any other information you can offer as to the events surrounding the orphange?'
After her initial comments, Liandra remains quiet, allowing Huka to discuss important matters with Ruphus, and instead casts her mind back to any slivers of information regarding cauldron that she may have picked up whilst on the road.
[OOC: Throughout the course of the conversation, rather than using diplomacy, Liandra attempts to make bardic knowledge checks regarding the Lantern Street Orphange, the Cuthbertian Church in Cauldron, and the son of Cauldron's Lord Mayor.]
'Thank you for your hospitality, Ruphus... the kind reputation of your faith is seemingly well-deserved. As you can understand, however, more pressing issues are at hand - is there any other information you can offer as to the events surrounding the orphange?'
After her initial comments, Liandra remains quiet, allowing Huka to discuss important matters with Ruphus, and instead casts her mind back to any slivers of information regarding cauldron that she may have picked up whilst on the road.
[OOC: Throughout the course of the conversation, rather than using diplomacy, Liandra attempts to make bardic knowledge checks regarding the Lantern Street Orphange, the Cuthbertian Church in Cauldron, and the son of Cauldron's Lord Mayor.]
Dog Faced God
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Qoll studied the priest closely as he related his tale. "The question still remains, Ruphus: Why do you allow an attack on your person with no reprisal?"
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