[Living Pathfinder]The Green Faerie

Nathan Tchanlach, human sorcerer

OOC: Catching up after my unintended hiatus.


Nathan frowns. "No more splitting up if we can help it," he says. "I'm starting to get a bad feeling about Maschera, so we might as well all go, unless anyone objects." With that the sorcerer readies himself to join Ta.
 

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Willow walks in adjusting a strap, on her skin tight studded leather. A large chunk of meat hanging from her mouth, she looks up and smiles at the boys of the group getting ready as well. Boon is right on her heels and has his eyes locked on the swinging strip of meat, licking his lips. She unceremoniously glugs down the rest of breakfast in a few savage bites. "Where go now?"

OOC: Willow doesn't really have anything to contribute to the planning stages of an urban mystery. :p
 

Ta-Am-Ath AC 15 (T15, FF12), HP 13/13, F +3,R+4,W+4, CMB +4, CMD 16

"If we cannot follow her from here, I think the opera would be a good starting point. But I hope we can still catch up with her."

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Ta-Am-Ath

gained: 2 potions of mage armor, 60 gp
lost: 10pp, 1 potion of mage armor.

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OOC: I hope to hear back from Luinnar soon, but until then, let's continue!

First, I'd like a Perception check from Boon.


Ta, Markas, Nathan, Willow, and Boon head out of the Dunn Wright Inn. Outside, it is a crisp morning day, everyone hustling about and work well underway. A coach bearing the Gabbiano crest can be seen fading in the distance to the left, but Maschera is nowhere to be found.

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Alnar tests his bonds once everyone has left, but between the strength of the shackles, and the pain of his wounds and ordeal, he remains stuck, chained prostrate on the altar.

After a short while, the sounds of light footfalls resonate in the abandoned church. At first, Alnar goes silent, not wanting to attract attention. Yet... the sound is not heavy, like the orcs. The shoe clicks against the stone, clearly with the heel of a city person. He notices the woman approaching, first out of the corner of his eye, then with growing clarity as she strides slowly into view.

Bearing the same blank countenance as last night, Maschera stands by the crumbling altar and Alnar's prison.
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OOC: Sorry, I hope I did not hold the thread up.


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Maschera snap out of it! Alnar says to her. Don't let this women control you! Fight it will all your strength!

Don't you see what she has done to me, done to you? Do you want them to hurt me anymore? They are going to kill me! Do you want that? he says, pleading with her trying to break the spell.

OOC: Not sure what to roll, spellcraft?

Roll = 11

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Maschera lazily gazes upon Alnar, when, through his pleading, something stirs. She blinks, and parts her lips to let in a quick gasp. Quickly, she crouches at Alnar's side.

"What? You... you're from the Gabbiano group yesterday, aren't you? Why are you chained here? What is this place? Where are we?"

She looks around, lips trembling, her eyes widening, and a tear streaming smoothly down her cheek, "What's happened to us? Why can't I remember coming here? Is this some kind of dream? Some nightmare?"
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Boon tarries a moment, back in the Inn. He looks around, goes over to the chair where Maschera was sitting, and sniffs and licks the seat. Satisfied, he heads out the door, and starts heading off to the right. He travels down the street, across a bridge, until he stops at a gondolier's station.


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The gondolier.


A halfing in gondolier's garb sits waiting at the station. He recoils a little at Boon's approach. "Hey! Big fella! Eh... He doesn't bite, does he?"

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Photo by bfick.
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Maschera lazily gazes upon Alnar, when, through his pleading, something stirs. She blinks, and parts her lips to let in a quick gasp. Quickly, she crouches at Alnar's side.

"What? You... you're from the Gabbiano group yesterday, aren't you? Why are you chained here? What is this place? Where are we?"

She looks around, lips trembling, her eyes widening, and a tear streaming smoothly down her cheek, "What's happened to us? Why can't I remember coming here? Is this some kind of dream? Some nightmare?"
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I think it is the latter. Alnar says, wincing in pain. I don't know where we are... I followed you to some place the day we met on your carriage...some ruined temple. There was a song... I think they were controlling your mind. Then I got attacked by orcs and I woke up here and was harassed by some weird elf girl named Abzienta.

Any way you can get me free? I can get us out of here if you can. he says. Is there a key nearby?
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Maschera fixes her gaze on Alnar, steeling herself. She bites her lip and nods, no longer bothering to wipe away her tears. "Yes, I'll do that. I'll look for the key."

Nervously, quietly, she gets up and looks around. As she grows silent, some argument or another from the orcs below can be heard echoing through the ruin. Maschera leaves Alnar's view, leaving only kaleidoscopic colors as the sun shines through a stained glass window against the stone statue above him.

A clatter is head from beneath the ruin, and sudden heavy steps come up stairs from below. Soon afterward, Kazzag shows herself to Alnar, looking around.

"Hm, still here. Thought I heard talking. But you are too weak for that, yes? Answer me!"

She punches Alnar across the jaw.
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XP Rewards!

GM:
Since we're at an interesting between-encounter moment, I figured it would be a good time to pass out XP.

Time-based rewards:
8/31/10 - 1/9/11: 132 days
924 xp, 792 gp

Activities:
Nathan, Ta, Willow, Markas, Alnar:
First Encounter (exploration of Carnemorto's apartments): 400 xp/5 = 80xp each

Nathan, Ta, Willow, Markas:
Second and third encounters: 1000 xp/4 = 250 xp each

Alnar:
Nothing more, yet, but his opportunities are still happening.

Reward gp pool for splitting: 640 gp

Totals gained:

Nathan, Ta, Willow, Markas:
1254 xp, 792 gp

Alnar:
1004 xp, 792 gp

Pool of 640 gp for splitting later.
 

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