PFS #7: Among the Living

[InVinoVeritas]

Miryam gladly does the honors, taking whatever she can from the priestess.

"Now then, summoning zombies isn't a common activity at the theater, even for a failure of an acolyte like yourself. Why here? Why now?"

 

[IronWolf]

Using more strips of cloth Jalil and Miryam manage to more securely bound the struggling priestess. Miryam yanks the holy symbol from the woman which causes the prisoner to kick hard against her bonds before slowly easing her resistance - finding them too taut and secure to afford her much opportunity at the moment.

The priestess responds to Miryam's questions "Our time has come, our power is unleashed! We cannot be stopped now! The whole of Oppara will rise as zombies and Zyphus will rule this region and continent once again!

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

"I think this one has little left to offer us, and we need to move forward - this is surely connected to the disappearance of our friend. Any suggestions as to what to do with her?"

 

[renau1g]

"Is there a broom closet or maybe a chest we can lock her in? I would imagine that a theater would have some chest of clothing..." Rynn says, stirring after long moments of silence.

 

[InVinoVeritas]

"Zyphus..." Miryam wonders aloud. "Well, then, I guess I won't threaten you with death. How about life? A long, painful life in a Taldorian dungeon? Or perhaps as Calistria's plaything? Little wasps, stinging you gently, crawling in between the folds of your clothing, filling your waking hours with pinches and burning, and your sleep with... well, you won't get any sleep."

"Why don't you tell me more about what you and your temple have planned?"

 

[IronWolf]

Rynn notices a small closet to the left of the bar along the back wall that was likely used to store supplies that appears as if it would make a suitable location to lock the woman up in for some time.

Miryam pushes more on the restrained priestess, threatening her with life in a Taldorian dungeon and seeking to gain more information on the cult's plans. The priestess remains defensive, only a slight look of the direness of her actual predicament showing on her face.

"Your meddling cannot stop us now! The plan has been set into motion and that bumbling Pathfinder fool Wuthers helped lead us straight to the Zyphus Stone. The power of the stone is unlocked now and already its power begins to creep from here and out across the city." the priestess replies. "You are too late!"

The older man who had been demanding help earlier, takes another step for forward and begins "You sirs are under orders of the Emperor to save me and take me from this place. Do you not know who I am? I am Magistros Hustavan!"

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

"We'll be with you in a moment, Magistros. Though the danger seems slight enough at the moment . . . feel free to make your way out if you'd rather not wait for us."

 

[IronWolf]

A look of shock passes across the Magistros face. "With the dead rising and the mayhem out there? I think not. The Emperor would not be pleased if any harm were to fall upon me."

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

"Excellent. Then we'll greatly appreciate your patience for a moment or two as we take care of a few things." Jalil attempts a charming smile as he speaks to the Magistros, but the stress of the battle and his preoccupation with their mission has left him with little patience . . . his attempt comes off more cold and menacing than reassuring.

Diplomacy (1d20+5=6)

 

[renau1g]

"I think what he means is, shut up, sit down, or we'll leave you to the undead" Rynn says angrily.

OOC: intimidate (1d20+6=15)