The Shackled City - Golarion Prelude

[Fangor the Fierce]

Svexyn did not have the time he would have liked, for the archer disappeared from his view. Sensing that he could be anywhere, he stops, listens intently, and tries to pick up on the archer. If he was invisible, then there might still be a chance to stop him from escaping.... If he can sense where the archer is, he will attempt to attack and subdue him.

 

[Shayuri]

Seeing that Marcus seems to have things in hand, Nia settles for keeping watch until the captive can be frog-marched back to the others. She smirks a little at Val's prayers, and offers, "If anyone is still hurtin', I gots some medicine that'll fix it right up. Only got a couple though, so I won't waste 'em on a nick or scratch."

 

[Walking Dad]

Wilbur

"Thanks, but the prayers were enough for me. I hope I was more helpful this time." Wilbur says, shaking his head.

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HP: 11 / 11

Spells:
1: 4/5

Gift of Madness: 5 / 6

Wilbur 2
Wilbur Warrington

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[jkason]

Caytis Maggerin, half-elf magus

Unharmed, Caytis waves off any need for aid as he kneels to check on the thugs' victim.

[sblock=mini stats]HP: 10/10 AC: 15(19) AC(T): 12 AC(FF): 13 Init: +02
BAB: 00 CMB/CMD: 00/12 ACP: -1 ASF: 00 Spot: +05

Conditions: Shield (+4 AC / 1 minute), Arcane pool shortbow (+1 attack / 1 minute)

Saving Throw Total Base Mod Misc Special
Fort: 03 2 +1
Ref: 01 0 +2 -1*
Will: 03 2 +1

* -1 Reflex (Wyrm Blooded trait)
** Conditional: Immune sleep, +2 vs enchantments, +4 vs acid

Weapon Attack Damage Critical Special
Quadrens +2 1d6 19-20/x2 1 pt bleed on crit
Quadrens, Spell Combat +0 1d6 19-20/x2 1 pt bleed on crit
Composite Shortbow +2 (+3) 1d6 20/x3 Range 70 ft.

* Conditional: +1 attack with Arcane Pool enhancement.

Arcane Pool: 3/5 remaining

Spells Prepared:
* 0 Level (3): Prestidigitation, Detect Magic, Light
* 1st Level (2, DC 15):Shield, Shield

Arrows: 19/20 remaining[/sblock]

 

[ahayford]

OOC: Sorry for the delay. Work killed me this week.

Svexyn looks carefully to see if he can see any sign of vanished archer.


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The victim of the thugs beating is a young man, no older then 19 years, dressed in yellow and white robes. He wears some kind of medallion around his neck that bears the image of winged woman with her arms outstretched, the sun radiant behind her head. His other belongings are simple....rudimentary sandals and a knapsack. The young man sits up slowly, cradling his head. Val's prayers seem to have closed his wounds and helped to heal the worst of his injuries...but not being accustomed to random beatings, he seems to not being taking it very well.

His speech seems a little broken, as if he is still a bit shell shocked from his experience. He looks at Caytis and Nia, before taking Caytis's hand.

Please....take me to temple. Take me to Jenya.

It appears that he will need assistance to get anywhere. He makes no movement to stand on his own.

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Marcus attempts to interrogate the wounded thug.

 

[ahayford]

The thug looks directly into Marcus's eyes.

You won't get nothing out of me if I die in the street. Heal me, or I'll be singing my song to Asmodeus.

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Svexyn notices strange footprints leading along the roof, but the rain is quickly washing them away.

 

[ahayford]

Strangely, you suddenly hear the sound of someone clapping slowly, derisively.

A female voice echos from the rooftops. You look up and notice a woman wearing a black feathered masquerade mask perched three stories above the street on the roof of a nearby house. She wears black leather armor, and a black, crimson edged cloak.

Well done... WELL DONE! But the cleric lives because we wish it so, not because of your misplaced bravado.

Her confident laughter sends chills down your spine and makes you wonder what truth there is to her claims....suddenly you feel as if every shadow seems to hide an assassin or sniper.

And Svexyn! My my....interesting new group you've decided to mix yourself up with. And Val....I recognize you too. How do you think the Cardinal would feel if his only son had an accident?

She points at the young man on the ground.

Take these words pack to your temple, priest! The children are lost and are no longer Sarenrae's concern.

With that, she deftly slides back off the rooftop and slips from view.

 

[ahayford]

 

[Dragonwriter]

Marcus drags the wounded thug along and says flatly, "You're putting words in my mouth that I didn't say. I never said we wouldn't heal you. Just said I'd make sure you went in a cell."

The woman's clapping and declaration immediately get the grim young man's attention. His eyes narrow as he tries to ignore a looming sense of paranoia. She's gone too quickly for him to grab his bow, so he looks at the victim in the street. "What the hell did she mean by that?"

 

[Shayuri]

Nia glares murderously at the ledge where the apparition had been, then shakes her head.

"Playin' games wit' our heads. Tryin' to scare us...trow us off balance. Come on...dese two still need to get to de temple. De work's not done yet."