strokesRPG: The War of the Burning Sky

SoGP: 1-1 The Secret Meeting

War is coming, what happens next?

You have been told to meet Torrent at the Poison Apple Pub a little before midnight on New Year’s Eve, and have been told to use the side alley door. You know the pub is in a poorer district of town about a mile from the western city wall. As you walk through slush covered cobblestone streets and dark, snow filled alleyways, you fine yourself surprised that you travel unmolested. The people of Gate Pass must know that an army is on its way. Normal festivities are muted, and the evening is dark and claustrophobic. The multistory buildings of the city loom in the night, no lights in most windows.



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The adventuring party is not yet together. You travel alone to the secret meeting place. Please feel free to respond to your immediate environment and comment on your initial thoughts as you walk to the pub.

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(strokes: What is the time currently? and how should we format OOC inlines?)
Grimsley looks about and takes in the sights of the city as he wanders the streets. it has been a very long time since he has been through Gate Pass. Wondering to himself, he looks about for signs of any major changes to the city that might give him an indication of what to expect. One of the high priority items on Grimsley’s ‘to-do’ list outside of getting to the Poison Apple Pub a few minutes before the expected rendevous with Torrent is to locate a shop where he could buy a few notions and lower end magical trinkets. He has a couple items on his shopping list and has been waiting for the chance to find a shop. the last couple months on the road have not been kind to him and he has come to realize that a dependable light source is something he needs. well that and some decent food.

“Damn Inquisitors and double damned Coaltongue for letting himself die.” he mutters to the somewhat cold looking squirrel taking refuge in the cowl of his cape. “Maybe we can get a dry bed tonight eh Templeton”

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Finn is anxious to strike a blow against the evil war mongers and pumps his little legs towards the Poison Apple. He is grateful the streets are not busy so that strangers don’t needlessly run into him since he is so short. As he is huffing along, he realizes Quinn, his pet chicken, is not with him anymore. He spends too much time looking for her, but she is difficult to find since she blends in with the white of the snow. Once he happens upon her, he says ‘Quinn! There you are! Don’t you know we have a quest tonight? Now, come along or you may end up in some begger’s soup.’

Finn arrives at the side door in the alley of the pub and is ready to enter, giving a sideways glance to a bundled up skinny human…or maybe it’s an elf…who seems to be in the area. All the tall people look the same to him anyway.

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Havak casually waits in the shadows across the street of the Poison Apple Pub, thankful for the lack of lights in the surrounding buildings. He keeps a good eye of who is going in and out of the seedy establishment. I remember this place he thinks to himself as he fingers a scar on one of his forearms. That job didn’t end too well

He doesn’t like how quiet everything seems, especially in a part of town that usually isn’t so quiet. Not yet ready to go in just yet, he still has a few minutes to spare, Havak continues to scan the nearby streets from the shadows, getting a good look at all who enter and exit the pub.

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(parenthesis are fine for OOC comments.)

The time is a little before midnight.

The pub is a two-story building attached by a rooftop bridge to an abandoned house on the right. A stable is to the buildings left. The door and windows are boarded up, and the curtains are drawn (perception checks for those at the pub). An official notice has been posted on its door:

The alleys on both sides of the pub are littered with debris and the fetor of drunkenness.

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Jankain notes the unnatural quietness as she walks. Playing at a crowded pub earlier in the evening, she realized then that everyone was subdued. Seems that the specter of war was the guest at most celebrations tonight. As she turns into the side alley, she thinks “funny way to enter a pub; methinks I like the front door better.” She notices someone about ready to open the door. “Could that be a gnome and a chicken?” She immediately starts to compose a song in her head “Enters the pub a gnome and a chicken, on a cold dark night the plot begins to thicken.” Or maybe it was a stew that needed to thicken with that nice fat chicken. Jankain smiles to her self and approaches the gnome. She extends her hand “Jankain Loreweaver, here”

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(Havak: I’ll be needing a stealth check from you)

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Reading the posted notice, Grimsley seethes inside “So much for getting some food,” he mutters then looks around to plan his next move and contemplate his options.

(Perception Check Result: 1d20 + 1: 15 + 1 = 16)

as he scans the area around the pub, Grimsley reached into his cloak and idly fingers the chain on his neck, and noticing the Gnome with a chicken puts on a perplexed expression “Well, Tempelton, seems we hadn’t seen it all.”

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Havak furrows his brow a bit perplexed and worried… aside from seeing a gnome with a chicken, “gnomes”, he grumbles under his breath, he notices what looks to be an elf reading something stuck to the main door of the pub and then he realizes… no one had been going in or coming out for some time. The boarded up windows should have given it away.

It’s going to be hard to get paid if I can’t do my job”, he thought.

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Jankain looks around (Perception check (1d20 + 6): 5 + 6 = 11) ((is the notice on the alley door too?))

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(this perception check is to notice Havak’s hiding in the shadows across the street, so the DC of your perception check is Havak’s stealth result. If you want to notice the finer details of your environment, I need to know what your searching for and where about you’re looking)

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Havak, if you have been lurking for a while, presumably before anyone else has arrived, then you did notice about an hour earlier what looked to be a tall woman with short hair and wearing a winter coat enter the pub through the side ally door. She had a steel shield strapped to her back, was carrying a trident in one hand and also had a small wooden keg under her other arm.

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(Finn’s Perception Check (1d20=8)).

Finn looks up to Jankain and is taken in by her charms and forgets momentarily his general mistrust of people over 4’ tall. He extends his hand and grasps Jankain’s and says “Finnwick Throkenderhausen, at your service.” So taken in, he doesn’t even notice her eyeing his pet, which is something he is very sensitive about.

He then struggles to read the note as he tries to get around wizard. Once that is accomplished, he says, “Aye, more bad news. This must stop or me name isn’t Finnwick Throkenderhausen. We must strike a blow at the heart of this vile beast or it will swallow the whole countryside. Beyond this door, lies the first step. All here seem to be of the like mind, so let it begin.” Lance at the ready, he then goes to open the side alley door.

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(Havak’s Stealth Check (12 = 8[d20]-1+5 for favorable conditions))

Grimsley notices a half-orc lurking in the shadows across the street.

Grimsley and Jankain both notice a faint light emanating from the boarded up windows of the pub.

Finn tries the side alley door and sees that it is either stuck or barred from the inside.

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Looking at the faint light in the window, Jankain whispers to the gnome, “Shall I just knock? I am sure I will able to make-up a believable story of why I am in the alley with a gnome, a chicken, and god knows who else!” as she peers into the shadows in the alley and across the street.

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Finn says to the lady “Um…err…well, yes, that would be fine.” Then steps aside to allow her to knock, eyeing the abandoned house connected to the pub by a bridge.

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Jankain raps gently on the door then puts her ear up to it to hear if someone is coming. “hmm” she thinks to herself, “i can probably explain why the chicken is in the alley with me quicker than i can explain the gnome. Maybe it won’t be necessary.”

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Seeing the odd couple beginning their investigation in the alley, Grimsley begins to understand that more than just himself has been invited by Torrent to tonight’s meeting. He casts a curious look to the lurking half-orc as if to let him know he has been seen and has nothing to fear then in a soft conversational voice says the word “meeting” in orcish.

Without waiting to see how Havak reacts, Grimsley will then take up station where he can see the next act of the ‘Gnome and Chicken Show’ hopefully managing to peek in through the boarded window on the way past.

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Grimsley notices nothing more than the faint light from behind the boarded windows.

A few moments after Jankain knocks on the door, she hears wood rasping from within the pub. The portal then cracks open letting the faint light from within escapes into the foreboding night. A tall, well-tanned woman with short white hair sneaks a peek out into the alleyway and after looking both ways she motions for the three in the alley to come in.

“Quickly now, you weren’t followed were you?” the woman says in an harsh whisper. “Where are the others? Don’t tell me your the only ones.”

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(assuming that Grimsley can hear the comment above)
Grimsley clears his throat and walks up to the group about to enter the pub.

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(late in returning from work, I apologize)
Coster wandered about the town for a short time looking for a place to get some hard tack. The travels to Gate’s Pass when he first came didn’t hold up well, and he simply doesn’t want to go through that again. (Assuming I find some, I would like to get a weeks worth, and speak to the curator about whats new in town – Diplomacy check (curator) (1d20 + 1): 15 + 1 = 16), and to see if anyone had heard, seen or talked about his brother.

Watching the passersby Coster tries to determine the level of alertness and stress of the local people. “I wonder if they are worried about the coming trouble, or quite used to this.”, he says to himself.

After a short stroll around the Poison Apple Pub, Coster decides to see if anyone is trying to conceal their presence (Perception (1d20 + 6): 9 + 6 = 15). After a short look around, he thinks “Wow, there are alot of animals hanging around the pub…how odd. Why does the place look locked up tight?” He carefully watches the what the others do, standing non-chalantly across the street. “Weird, they can’t get in? Something is amiss…maybe I should hang back a bit, and find some escape routes.”

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“You wouldn’t happen to be Torrent would you?”

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“I am Torrent,” the woman answers the elf in the ally curtly. “Now if you please, come in out of the cold. The night’s darkness conceals many a prying eyes, eyes that may wonder why such a meeting is taking place in a pub whose owner has just been arrested for collusion.”

(Coster is able to buy his trail rations earlier in the day and his inquiries to his brother whereabouts are uncertain. No one Coster talks to has seen his brother, but he does hear that the Ragesian Army is less than a day away. The army plans to lay siege on Gate Pass and many goodfolk have fled the city to the east, hoping to find shelter with Shahalesti. Perhaps his brother left also)

Coster notices a half-orc across the street from the pub and is watching the building intently)

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(Do I hear the woman talking to the group? If so, I approach cautiously, and follow them inside.)

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As Coster approaches Torrent, he sees that the woman is tall and looks to be as strong as the typical warrior. She is a distinctive looking woman with sharp features and short white hair. Her tanned skin gives her away as a foreigner and under her dark winter coat she wears a breastplate decorated with blue wave-like etchings. You also notice a wooden holy symbol of some type tied to her wrist with a leather cord.

“Come in quickly,” Torrent motions to the new arrival.

The darkened pub appears empty, its many tables and chairs pushed to one wall and covered with sheets. A single table with enough chairs for all of you sits in the middle of the room. A small oil lamp and a keg sit on top of it, along with several mugs. Unless the shadows beyond hide more, your group and the woman are the only people in the room.

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Finn looks up at Torrent and says “Ah lass, do not doubt the power of the chicken” and enters the pub with his lance in one hand and the chicken under his other arm.

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Torrent lets a small smile escape as she chuckles a bit at the gnomes comment.

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Rather curious about the contents of the keg, Grimsley causally walks to the table. Picking up a mug, he looks to Torrent “you mind?”

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Torrent gives Grimsely a warm smile and gestures toward the kegs and mugs, “Have a drink. Just because we are about to go to war doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate the New Year.”

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Once out of the alley of prying eyes, Finn stretches up to his full height of 3’6" and introduces himself to Torrent by saying “My name is Finnwick Throkenderhausen” and gives a gracious bow. “And about this war. What will Ragesea be attacking us with? Pigs, or mostly pigs walking on two feet. What is the best counter to pigs? Chickens. We get an army of chickens, with Quinn her as their commander” and nods towards the only chicken in the room, “and we will push them back to their filthy mud holes.”

“But in the mean time, how can we help the resistance?”

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From the time Havak had been watching the pub, he had seen the most activity the whole night… a woman, two elves and gnome with a chicken… “did the first elf say ‘meeting’… in orcish?” he thought. Havak was not trying as hard as he could not to be noticed, but to be addressed directly got his attention. He was realizing more and more that this would not be a one-man-orc job.

Havak noticed the small group enter through the side alley entrance and after a couple more moments without a view of any other visitors, he cautiously makes his way to the side door and gives a couple of strong taps, eyeing the alleyway and the street. He now notices some light and can hear some faint conversation on the other side of the door.

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Torrent put her hand up, as if to stop Finnwick, “There will be plenty of time to discuss the upcoming war, but for now, let us celebrate the coming of the New Year.” Torrent pours herself a beer when she hears a knocking on the door. As she moves to the door, she says to the bard, “How about a song, something that might lift our spirits.” She opens the door and lets the half-orc in.

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Jankain fills a mug before sitting down with her lyre balanced on her lap. She strums a little, picks a little then begins with a lively tune. After a few moments she starts to sing( perform 26 = 15[d20]+11…evildiceroller not working):

A chicken farmer went out to take a walk one day
He paused by the coop as he walked along his way
All at once a rotten egg hit him in the eye;
It was a sight he dreaded…
Ghost Chickens in the Sky

(here Jankain plays a little louder, faster)
Ghost chickens in the sky

He’d been a chicken farmer since he was twenty-four
Working for the colonel for thirty years or more.
Killing all those chickens and sending them to fry,
And now they want revenge….
Ghost Chickens in the Sky

Their beaks were black and shiny, their eyes were fiery red
They had no wings or feathers; these chickens were dead
They picked that farmer up and he died by the claw.
They cooked him extra crispy
And ate him with cole slaw.

With a flourish, Jankain stops, sips and smiles at Finn

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Torrent was about to introduce herself to the half-orc but Jankain’s performance draws her attention. As the half-orc enters Torrent locks an arm with him and attempts to spin him round and round in a merry dance.

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Havak was a little surprised to hear music coming from a secret meeting inside a boarded up pub – he was even more surprised at the female’s attempt to lock arms with him. Not liking to be handled by anyone, especially this… human, Havak gives the female a warning shove with a straightened arm, the one she tried to grab, as he backs away slightly knocking over a chair. His other hand immediately hovering over the battle axe at his side.

“Do not place anything on me that you do not want to lose, human”

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Torrent looks at the half-orc with a mixed expression of both shock and disbelief. She straightens up and squares her shoulders, making a quick glance behind her to the bar where a trident of masterwork quality leans against the well worn oak. Thinking the better of what she might say next, “I beg your pardon. The music… I just lost myself for a moment,” she tries to explain.

A look of caution now veils her distinguishing features, “Come in. I’m Torrent, by the way. A weary traveler such as yourself must be thirsty… Help yourself to some beer.” Torrent stands aside allowing the half-orc a wide berth.

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(If the dice roller isn’t working just default to one on this site, which can be found at the top of the page next to the search option.)

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Sipping the beer, Grimsley seems to be far away for a moment. a pained espression crosses his face, and he sits. “forgive me if i do not join in your revelry. It is indeed a new year, but the one just passed has left some unfinished business with the Inquisitors.”

Looking at the antics of the rest, Grimsley shakes his head. “Kids today” he mumbles as he absently fingers the chain around his neck, stopping when he gets to the ring hanging from it, then putting it back in his cloak and staring at a point far outside the room he quietly sips his beer.

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Though it takes a little bit, Finn’s tightly wound spring slowly relaxes as the song goes along. He can’t help it his foot from tapping and wagging his head side-to-side to the rhythm. Little guffaw’s escape his mouth and soon turn to loud outbursts of laughter. He even jumps on the table and starts to do a little jib, armor and weapons clanging all along. He is enjoying himself so much he hardly notices the altercation at the door.

When the song is finished, he claps his hands and says “Oh, Jankain, you are a clever one. That was brilliant! Ghost chickens! I can see you’re going to lighten up this journey! Good thing too, since that is what tall people need most of the time. Always so serious!”

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Havak eases a little, gives a slight nod to Torrent and heads toward the keg to grab a mug. He stands near the table, mug in hand as he half watches the gnome dancing on the table while making casual glances toward the shadows of the empty pub.

As the gnome compliments the minstrel on a job well done, Havak can only mutter under his breath, “gnomes.”

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Coster grabs a flagon (1 pint), fills it and drinks it slowly. He sits quietly watching the exits and windows for trouble while listening contently.

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(I need perception checks from the entire party)

(Torrent’s perception check 10 = 6[d20]+4)

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Torrent makes her way back to the table and has seat with the others. She smiles to the bard as she grabs her mug and sits, “You play beautifully, thanks for the song.” Torrent then takes a long pull from her beer.

After Torrent wipes her mouth of froth with the back of her hand she addresses those sitting at the table trying to make small talk, “As I’m sure you all know, the Festival of Dreams would normally be held tomorrow. Since the dogs of war are yapping at our heels, I doubt there will be any celebration. I was wondering what everyone’s prayer might be if you had your chance to participate?”

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(evilDM acting funny, using default dice from up top)
(Havak’s perception check 18 = 12[d20]+6)

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(Coster’s perception check 1d20+6 = 12 = 6+6

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(something up with Evil DM? using dice from here…)

(Grimsley’s Perception Check: 1d20 + 6 = 14 + 1 = +15

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Grimsley looks at Torrent, “I would pray that next year this festival pass uneventful and that we all find ourselves in a warm bed.”

then cocking his mug, “not too shabby… a touch heavy on the malt perhaps, but very passable”

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Jankain grins widely at the gnome then bows slightly at the waist at Torrent “thank ye…..now to answer your question, Torrent, my prayer would be for peace.” As she is talking, she glances around the room (imagine an half-orc!). (perception 7 = 1+6)

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(hey.. forgot to put my alertness bonus (from familiar) in on my perception check. please add + 2 in)

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(kk, I have Grimsley at 17)

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(Perception Check=10)

When the half-orc enters Finn stops suddenly and stares at the him briefly, trying to tamp down his prejudice. He succeeds only when he remembers the teachings of the Everlight of temperance, patience and redemption. Finn will hold off judgment until the tall one shows his true colors one way or another.

Then to Torrent he remarks, as he climbs down from the table, “Well, now, me prayer in these dark times would be for swift justice to rain down on those who would multiple the suffering of the innocent for selfish ends.”

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You hear a variety of distant bells throughout the city chiming to celebrate the turning of the new year.

Torrent grimaces and straightens in her chair, saying, “That’s one year gone. I guess it’s time to get down to business.

“The city’s in trouble. The Ragesian army is marching on us, and will be here by tomorrow. Before then, we have a mission.

“I used to study at a magic academy to the south, called Lyceum. They’re good people. So when word reached them about Ragesia’s ‘Scourge,’ they sent out messages calling for anyone fleeing Ragesia to come to them. They want to stand against the Ragesians, and the resistance wants their help. We just need to get a message to them.

“Normally we would have sent something by teleporting courier, but something strange is going on with planar magic. The last courier who teleported into Gate Pass, rumor is that he
showed up burnt to a crisp. Not that I have that sort of magic anyway, but if we’re going to talk to Lyceum, we’re going to have to go overland. And that’s a problem, because the city’s walls are sealed.

“Ever since their emperor died, the Ragesians have been trying to show that they’re not weak, and they’re marching an army in our direction, since the mountain pass we’re in is apparently ‘strategically valuable.’ Either way, a few idiots on the city council want to negotiate with the Ragesians, and rumor is they’re going to invite a group of inquisitors into the city to look for ‘magic-users who are hostile to the empire.’ They’ve sealed the gates of the city so no one can get out, to make sure they look like they’re cooperating, and only military personnel can get in or out.

“We’re going to have to get out of the city, and I’m open to suggestions on how. Once we’re out, I can get us safely to Lyceum, but before we get ahead of ourselves, we have a mission tonight.

“The short version is that we’ve got to meet a contact — a gnome named Rivereye Badgerface — in about an hour at a guarded depository about a half-mile from here. He’s carrying a case of vital military intelligence which he stole from the Ragesian palace, and the heads of the resistance think that it needs to reach Lyceum. We’ve got to get that case, get out of the city, and get far away from here before the idiot city council lets the Ragesian inquisitors in. Once that happens, the odds of us escaping are —“ she finishes off her mug of beer in one long guzzle “— slim.

“I know I’d love to stay here and fight against the Ragesians, but I’m no soldier, and this mission might be more important. Worst case, you get away from the Ragesians and we can part ways a few days down the road. Best case, you can come with me to Lyceum, and we come back with an army of our own to drive off the Ragesians. But we’ve got to act fast either way. Are you ready for this?”

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Many thoughts race through Jankain’s head …….. She strums once on her lyre, “Yes, Torrent. I will go with you.”

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(Torrent is expecting the adventuring party to come up with a plan to escape the city. Feel free to ask questions).

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“Oh, that sounds like a lark! I’m in! As for escaping this coffin, we probably have enough ropes between us to scale the south walls near the forest. After we scale them, it should be easy to disappear into the forest. How high is the that wall? What are the patrols like? Is there going to be some distractions tonight with all the celebration? Would it be easier to scale the canyon walls?”

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“I was hoping to get some information about my brother Relinor Nix before I left the area, but maybe you can help me with that. Are the gates going to remain closed after the inquisitors leave?”

Coster ponders for a moment. “You said that military personnell can get in and out. Is the military here large enough that some wouldn’t know others on sight? Do they have to give papers on egress from the city? What military uniforms are commonplace here? Is there someone who can get us some? Is there a place here where we can get our own? How garded is the wall? Is security lax at some point? Do we have friends in the guard ranks?”

“Ok, thats alot of questions, sure, but I’m risking my neck. The results of being caught in here planning who knows what could be dire.”

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(Coster, give me another diplomacy check for asking torrent if she knows anything about Relinor)

Torrent subtlety nods her head as Finn and Coster rattle off their questions, “Gate Pass has had siege placed on her in the past. Scaling the walls shall be no easy task for they are over 30 ft. tall, 6 ft. thick at the top. I have heard rumor that resourceful thieves have had success though. A rope should make it easier, but how to secure it is another matter. The tops of the walls sport metal grates sticking out sideways 5 feet in each direction, making it more difficult to make it over them.”

“The guards patrol the walls like clockwork, even the natural cliffs to the north and south. Normally each gatehouse holds 8 guards led by a guard officer & a watch captain, both highly trained veterans. They are uniformed and they are large in numbers. I believe, with the ragesians about ready to spike on the city’s doorstep , the patrols have grown larger and a local call of arms has been announced.”

“Only city personnel and diplomats are allowed beyond the well-patrolled city walls. I have heard rumor that city councilman, Erdan Menash, is sympathetic to those who dislike Ragesians. I have never met him, but I know where he lives —his house is impossible to miss. We need to find some one with political power, or perhaps try to convince some of the mages at Gabal’s school to lend their magic to aid our escape.”

The woman glumly continues, “We need to exit the city to the south on the little traveled Elf Road to the border of the Innenotdar Fire Forest, about thirty miles away. The road should be clear of snow drift and sees few patrols, but it may well prove to be the most dangerous part of our journey.”

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Grimsley looks at Torrent, a very grim look across his face. “Surely the council is not foolish enough to openly let the ‘scourge’ in. Whatever the stratagem, that is an evil none should condone. I have business with the Inquisitors that i much prefer to be on my terms and not in a place where they have the guise of legitimacy. I have crossed much of Ragesia this past year and know first hand the nature of those involved in this inquisition. If there is anything in my power to undo the plans of Ragesia count me in.”

Then to himself “Now think Grimsley, what have you read about this city that might be useful”
(knowledge check on hidden paths, secret ways, abandoned gates, sewer drains under a wall etc: 1d20 + 9: 13 + 9 = 22)

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(while at it, Grimsley will poke his brain for possibly useful trivia about Councilman Menash (family history, some motivation to help us, etc)
Knowledge Check: (1d20 + 9): 18 + 9 = 27

also if there is anything striking about the Elf Road(places to find aid and/or comfort, possible locations for ambushes, unusual hazards, etc)
Knowledge Check: (1d20 + 9): 15 + 9 = 24

any recollection of significant inhabitants or habitations in the Innenotdar Fire Forest?
Knowledge Check: (1d20 + 9): 2 + 9 = 11 )

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(Grimsley remembers reading that Gate Pass is an old city and was originally built upon ancient catacombs. Several of the caves found in the cliffs surrounding the city have connecting tunnels to the catacombs. Also, because Gate Pass has always been located in a strategically valued location, it has been conquered several times by various Empires. Each time the city was conquered its denizens were able to win back their freedom. As result the city has been rebuilt several times and a lost network of sewers exist under the city. The catacombs are below the sewers.)

(Councilman Erdan Menash is one of the more colorful characters in the city council, a former merchant and tailor who used to sell will-crafted but horribly unfashionable gear to adventures, with the goal of making sure everyone knew he was the one sponsoring their heroism.)

(The Elf Road is a mountainous path with steep grades, exposed cliff in some sections, and heavy foliage flanking the route. The route also passes through several canyons before it reaches the fire forest. Because of its southern exposure, it mostly remains free of snow in all but harshest of storms. There is little in way of amenities along the way, a few farmsteads does exist and it should take the party 1 to 4 days to reach the forest, depending on whether they are riding or on foot).

(The Fire Forest of Innenotdar has been aflame for the last forty years, and the events surrounding its ignition are a mystery to this day. The fire was first sighted after Emperor Coaltongue of Ragesia had just conquered Gate Pass, securing a supply line into Shahalesti.)

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“Oh, me prefer wizards over politicians, so let’s go to the school and find a sympathetic ear. If that fails, we can always try Erdan.”

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“I have read that there are ancient catacombs below this city that connect to caves in the cliffs. the sources indicate that they are accessible via the sewers. That seems a likely way to exit the city.”

“Torrent, do you know anyone who might be able to guide us out? Also the councilman was a merchant connected to some adventuring heroes. perhaps he can suggest a guide if you don’t have anyone?

as to the local wizards… they will surely have motive to aid our cause as they will be the ones who bear the pain of the scrouge when the inquisitors come but i fear they will be hard pressed not to turn on us if they have any information that they could barter for leniency.

i will follow whatever the group decides, but let it be known that my vote is the councilman. Let us decide quickly as we must make haste."

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Searching her memory, Jankain tries to recall………was that drunken man the other night boasting he could get out of the city? or was it that scribe? (Knowledge (1d20 + 7): 20 + 7 = 27).

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(I believe Jankain’s check would follow under Diplomacy (gather information) I’ll keep the 20 with a +8 that’s 28)

(that drunken man was boasting about Councilman Menash. Apparently he has a connection with a watch captain who leads patrols outside the city gates. Together they forge papers adding those who wish to leave the city to the captain’s patrol roster. The captain takes them out of the city with the patrol, and a few miles away they go their separate ways).

Torrent adds, “I agree with Grimsley about making haste, Rivereye’s normal contact here in Gate Pass, a human wizard from Lyceum named Peppin Tallman, was found dead a week ago. A speak with dead spell used on Tallman revealed an upcoming meeting with Rivereye, but not the killer’s identity. I’m worried someone may be after the case, and that Rivereye might spook when he sees Peppin is not there.”

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Havak casually drinks as he listens to each individual voices their opinions about the choice at hand. He finally decides to voice his own opinion.

“I don’t like either party, wizards or politicians… but of the two, you can’t trust politicians,” he says as he takes another swig. “Perhaps these wizards can help sway the mind of the politician a little…”

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“Well, haste we shall make! Let’s be off to see Rivereye (if it’s about that time). Perhaps me being a gnome, he’ll trust me more and not get spooked. I suggest I approach him. As for the wizards or the politicians, I hate to say this, but going the the councilmen seems the cleanest way out of here. We just don’t know anyone at the at the wizard school we can trust…do we?”

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Rubbing the top of his head, Havak gathers this thoughts… “Little gnome, won’t the councilman expect something in return for his aid? Do you have anything to offer? I would think the wizards would be more inclined to aid those attempting to help one of their own.”

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(Diplomacy Check – Diplomacy (1d20 + 1): 11 + 1 = 12)

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Torrent tells Coster that she can’t be sure, but she believes Relinor went to Lyceum, answering their call to stand against the Ragesians.

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