The Fall of Plaguestone

[KahlessNestor]

Etran’s Folly (Plaguestone)
Summer/Day 2/0810
Weather: 10 degrees cooler than normal (warm), no wind, light rain
Round 0


Feedmill (Delma, Silvi, Lavina)

Delma smiled at Silvi. “Thank you,” she said. “I am so busy running the Feedmill I often have to neglect my poor father. He’s the mayor,” she said. “It would be wonderful if you could stop by and see him, help him with whatever he might need. He can’t get out much anymore, at his age.”

Delma nodded at Lavina. “The herb garden is out back,” she said. “Toward the stables. If you want to talk to Amora, she lives out at the Old Orchard.”

[OOC=Perception 15]As you cross the yard toward the stables, you spot a glint in the grass just outside the stable doors, leading to a small glass vial with a simple cork. The vial is empty but contains traces of a floral-smelling liquid.[/OOC]


Old Apothecary (Galahad, old farmer)

The farmer just spat again and nodded, leaving Galahad to the old house as he headed out to his turnip field.

There wasn’t much for Galahad to find in the old building. The roof sagged, and the walls leaned a bit, but it didn’t look in danger of collapsing anytime soon. There were holes in the thatch as well, and the paint peeled. When he tried the door, it wasn’t locked.

The interior wasn’t in much better condition. The floor held puddles in places where rain had gotten in. There were a few scraps of old, rotting furniture, a bedframe and mouldy mattress, Chairs and tables in the center that seemed to have weathered pretty well, and a small workroom, where Galahad recognized various accoutrements of his profession, long unused.

It was clear the place had been abandoned for some time.

Spoiler: Rolls

Action:
Action:
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Spoiler: Combat Notes

Initiative
Trevor
Jewel
Silvi
Lavinia
Galahad
Varen
Hiromi

Silvi AC 13 HP 12/19
Trevor AC 18 HP 20/20
Galahad AC 18 HP 15/15
Hiromi AC 17 HP 17/17
Varen AC 18 HP 20/20
Lavina AC 19 HP 19/19
Jewel AC 16 HP 19/19

Spoiler: GM Notes

Party XP: 80

 

[Kaodi]

"Family in high places, eh?" says the little gnome with a small grin. Of course to small folk such as her and Lavinia all of these big folk were in 'high places' - a tiny implied joke, not that anyone would likely make the connection. "I will see what I can do to help him."

She notices something out of the corner of her eye, perhaps due to her lower vantage point, as they move heads towards the garden. "What do we have here...?" asks Silvi as she reaches down to pick up an object lying in the grass. She removes the stopper and as the whiff of floral scent fills her nostrils her eyes widen. "It's the murder weapon!" she squeals in delight. She hastily puts the stopper back in - this was dangerous stuff.

"Who has been out this way since last night?" she asks aloud.

Perception: 1D20+7 = [8]+7 = 15

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Hiromi had been trailing along behind Silvi and Lavina. She'd kept silent so far, unsure of how to be of any use. When Delvina had asked them to work for their stay, she'd nodded in agreement. Later, when Silvi spotted the vial in the grass, she let out a gasp.

OOC: Apparently tracking is trained-only, which makes sense, but Hiromi is not trained.

 

[KahlessNestor]

Etran’s Folly (Plaguestone)
Summer/Day 2/0815
Weather: 10 degrees cooler than normal (warm), no wind, light rain
Round 0


Feedmill (Delma, Silvi, Lavina, Hiromi)

Delma chuckled. “High places? If you think being mayor of a dying town is that high,” she said with regret. “Mostly no one else wants the job.”

Delma followed Silvi as she found the vial in the grass. “Well, the stables are Edra’s domain,” she said. “And Amora has her herb and vegetable garden out here. I suppose Trin, Kolnral, or Phinick could have come out back here. I was in the taproom during all the commotion.”


Old Apothecary (Galahad)

Spoiler: Rolls

Action:
Action:
Action:

Spoiler: Combat Notes

Initiative
Trevor
Jewel
Silvi
Lavinia
Galahad
Varen
Hiromi

Silvi AC 13 HP 12/19
Trevor AC 18 HP 20/20
Galahad AC 18 HP 15/15
Hiromi AC 17 HP 17/17
Varen AC 18 HP 20/20
Lavina AC 19 HP 19/19
Jewel AC 16 HP 19/19

Spoiler: GM Notes

Party XP: 80

 

[CharlotteOz]

Lavina discreetly pockets the vial, making note of its shape and color should she see another like it.

When she gets a minute alone with the others, she shares what she founds, and asks if anyone's seen a glassblower that makes similar vials.

 

[Kaodi]

"Well, how 'bout we take a quick look around the garden and then time to questions some suspects," says Silvi enthusiastically.

 

[gargoyleking]

Galahad took some time to go through the workroom, looking for anything of relevance or use. While he did, he also did his best to check over the lab and see how much of it's accoutrements were salvageable.

Spoiler: OOC

Perception: 1d20+5 14

Craft: 1d20+6 7
Well, that's unfortunate...

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Hiromi nodded to Silvi. She hoped that she'd get to interview a suspect. She felt like she wasn't so far very useful, but she knew that she could probably get someone to talk.

 

[KahlessNestor]

Etran’s Folly (Plaguestone)
Summer/Day 2/0820
Weather: 10 degrees cooler than normal (warm), no wind, light rain
Round 0


Feedmill (Delma, Silvi, Lavina, Hiromi)

“Just be careful with the garden. I don’t need Amora getting more upset,” Delma told the three ladies, and then left them to their explorations of the herb garden.

The garden seemed fairly standard for a kitchen plot. The usual herbs were there, many that they had seen in the kitchen, and part of it was given over to vegetables, too, though no turnips. There were plenty of turnips in the fields around town. As in the kitchen, though, they didn’t find anything like the smell from the porridge or the vial.


Old Apothecary (Galahad)

Galahad looked through the lab, but there was little there that was salvageable after all these years. There didn’t seem to be anything else of note in the old, abandoned house.

 

[Kaodi]

"I do not think we can eliminate Amora as a suspect just yet," says Silvi, clearly trying to imitate the tone of a hardscrabble detective, "But outside of the poisoned bowl of porridge itself her workplace seems to be clear of incriminating evidence." The gnome crosses one arm over her chest and grabs onto the other while that one is raised to gently trace the contours of her braids. "She could still have witnessed something though. So after we question Edra, our current most likely suspect, perhaps we talk to her next. So, um, where is Edra right now?"