Is'Merith - Campaign Thread

[Sezarious]

With a soft moan, Troleera enters the room, escorted by a half orc who helps him in being seated. He is less pale than before and appears to be more aware of his surroundings. With that, the party remembers they did not leave Tro'Leera at his home, merely dropped by. After the half-orc leaves the room, the half elf looks up a tired look on his face.

"I suppose thanks thanks are n order friends..." He begins massaging his temples as he says this. "I understand i'm a aguild member now, here to assist you all in particular. Well, I think that's reasonable given the circumstances, so long as your dealings avoid the bloodshed of innocent people and I don't believe they do from what I've seen- I er...." He pauses for a moment, wincing from the headache he is experiencing; he reaches down and pulls out a bag, inside of which are five vials, one, smaller with a clear liquid inside, which he dabs on his finger and rubs under his nose, the other four brown glass vials he places on the table.

" I took the liberty of collecting these for you;... well, actually, the guild collected them and have set up my home here on the ship, I simply took them the rest of the way to this room. Use them as you will. The first is full of highly concentrated powdered alcohol, good for knocking something out if ingested, the second is about 3 doses of sleeping poison, the third is a powder you mix a teaspoon in with a flask of water which you throw at someones face and if you hit..." He pauses as he takes a piece of bacon and starts chewing on its fatty goodness, "Th-y-grt p-rylised fer a sh-rt d-r-tion". With that he continues eating as he awaits a response.

[sblock=OOC]Perception checks please![/sblock]

 

[The Grassy Gnoll]

[sblock=Perception] _: 1D20 = [20] = 20

Ermagerd. A natural 20! I am Alejandro Holmes![/sblock]

 

[Matthan]

Daedarai puts on a warm smile as the alchemist joins them. “Tro’leera, my new friend, you are a saint. These are incredible. I know that you will find your lodging here with the guild to your liking. Here, let me pour you a drink to wash that down.” With a word and a gesture, a cup slides across the table to the pitcher of water which then rises and fills the cup before returning to rest on the table. The cup then floats through the air to the alchemist while Daedarai continues speaking.

“We were actually just talking about you. We are concerned about the nature of those goblins we faced last night. They seem to have been mutated by something and we want to know more about it. Shen was able to take some samples from the field, and we were hoping you might be able to take a look at them and see what you can find out.”

“I'm not sure if you have what you need though. All of us are about to head out towards Peer’At for another mission though we have a short time before Alejandro’s contacts return with news on our destination. Is there anything that you require before we head out?”

[SBLOCK=OOC]Having fun with Mage Hand. I’m being purposefully vague on details at this point.

Perception Roll: 1D20+1 = [1]+1 = 2 I am blissfully unaware of whatever is going on thanks to my focus on impressing folks with my invisible mage hand trick. Thank goodness that Alejandro pays attention.

I’m going to assume that we have enough time before Alejandro’s friends get word back to us to complete any shopping.

Sezarious, are you fine with us using the PHB recommendations for selling off items? Half value for equipment, full value for gems and art, and need to find a buyer for magic items?

If we follow that guideline, Daedarai will quickly sell the gems with the guild fence and commission him to help find someone to buy it (200 gp or best offer) or trade (for another magic item) with. Offer the fence 5% commission and a bonus 10 gp if it’s a worthwhile trade in our favor.

The breakdown of selling loot (per PHB): [SBLOCK=Loot Dump]
Broken Half Plate - ???
The spare shield – 10/2 = 5gp
-a 50gp ruby – 50 gp
-a silver beaded necklace worth 20gp – 20gp
-2 non-magical gold rings each worth 40gp – 40x2=80gp
- a homemade arcane focus made from a human skull containing 2 50gp rubies in the eye sockets – pry those puppies out and sell – 50x2=100gp

Total extra party loot: 255gp/5 = 51gp each[/SBLOCK]




I’m modifying my shopping list for when we leave breakfast:
[SBLOCK=Shopping Option One]
Total gold: 319gp 95sp 18cp
Shopping Trip:
Long Bow: 50gp
Curved Elven Blade (from guild): 150 gp
-if the guild has a silvered one available: 100 gp (the others have gotten in my head)
20 more arrows: 5 silver (guild discount)
Remaining money: 19gp 90sp 18cp
[/SBLOCK]
[SBLOCK=Personal selling if PHB]
Rapier: 25/2 = 12 gp 5 silver
Shortbow: 25/2 = 12 gp 5 silver
Leather Armor: 10/2 = 5gp
Total gain: 30 gp[/SBLOCK]
[SBLOCK=More Shopping! if PHB]
Money total from first shopping trip: 19gp 90sp 18cp
Money from sold party loot: 51gp
Money from sold personal loot: 30 gp
New Total: 100 gp 90 sp 18cp
Purchase:
Studded Leather Armor: 45 gp
The enchanted coin pouch (if still available): 50gp
New Total: 5 gp 90 sp 18 cp[/SBLOCK][/SBLOCK]

 

[pathfinderq1]

[sblock= Perception]
Mina's Perception check 1d20+6= 13; roll http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=106554 [/sblock]

 

[Macv12]

Shen's expression goes icy when Tro'leera enters the room. She goes on picking at her food dispassionately, listening until Daedarai is finished.

"What?! Wait one pixie-whistlin' minute!" She plants both hands firmly on the table as she leans forward, leering at the half-elf, but addressing her companions. "I ain't runnin' errands for nobody I don't trust. I wanna know what all that business was back there. What he was yammerin' about. 'Wasn't supposed to be tonight' or somethin'? He privy to somethin' we ain't?"
[sblock="OOC"]Let's just see if I also happen to notice whatever. Perception: 1D20+4 = [8]+4 = 12

Now I want to see a Lone-Ranger-and-Tanto style noir series starring Alejandro "the Short Arm of the Law" and Archibald, with Archibald as Tanto and Alejandro as a hard-boiled detective who solves cases by bashing suspects about the lower body until they "spill the beans," in the literal sense, and the figurative sense, and the literal-spilling-of-figurative-beans sense.[/sblock]

 

[Trogdor1992]

[sblock=OOC] [MENTION=20005]Matthan[/MENTION] I would be willing to give you 15gp for the rapier, as I plan on using one once I get my feat at next level.

Perception Roll:
_: 1D20+2 = [3]+2 = 5

Okay so Isaac is slightly more aware than Daederai, thank God for the perceptive barbarian.
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[Matthan]

Daedarai cut in immediately, “Excuse my partner, sir. The events of last night were harrowing for all of us and have left some of our nerves raw. Please, try one of these honey cakes. They are freshly baked by a dwarven woman on the edge of the market. I have no idea what magic is in her bread, but they genuinely seem to melt in your mouth as you eat them.”

As he passed the plate of cakes down the table, he leaned towards Shen and tried to whisper as softly as possible towards her, “Think about where we are, Shen. Everyone on this boat has secrets and aggression almost never works to tease them out.”

Seeing Tro’leera eat and drink, Daedarai summoned his magic again to lift the pitcher and move it towards him. “Allow me to refill your drink. Perhaps Shen spoke abruptly, but she speaks from a genuine place. I believe all of us here are motivated to ensure our relationship has the most solid foundation possible to build years of mutually profitable endeavors upon. Trust is vital in these things. Would you be willing to trust us with your story?”

 

[Sezarious]

Tro'Leera listens intently to Daedarai and proceeds to choke on his bacon at Shen's accusations. Coughing and spluttering, he hits his chest a couple of times, dislodging the blockage and waving his hands from side to side. [sblock=Perception Results Alejandro]His shirt splits at the V-line just for a moment as to your horror appears to be a red rash on Tro'Leera's chest[/sblock].

With a cough, Tro'Leera responds "I d'nt kn What jou t-" (GULP) "Talking about. I WAS delirious last night remember. Rambling like crazy." He sighs and smiles awkwardly at everyone, taking more good for his plate.

[sblock=Daedarai]PHB is fine for sales. Go for it.[/sblock]

 

[The Grassy Gnoll]

Alejandro immediately backs away from the table.

Keeping as calm and quiet as possible, he covers his mouth and nose with his scarf as he moves quietly behind Tro'leera.

[sblock=stealth]
_: 1D20+4 = [19]+4 = 23
[/sblock]

Then, he swings his quarterstaff at the poisoner's head, aiming for subdual damage to KO him. As he does so, he cries out "he's got the red death!"

[sblock=attack!]_: 1D20+2+2 = [9]+2+2 = 13

Oh dear.
IF that hits, damage = _: 1D8+2 = [7]+2 = 9
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Alejandro isn't taking any chances. He wants this guy down, subdued, and safely isolated.

 

[Macv12]

[sblock="Deduce the snot out of him!"]Inspiration yo![/sblock]