The Silent Tide

[Captain K]

"Ouch. What's with all the... spikes and stuff in the water?" Morton complains.

"It took a toll on us just dipping our toes in. I am guessing Gill didnt make it then, Reyd?"

He crawls out and starts drying his clothes.

OOC Drama, this is exactly what I mean by confusing. You have given me and Togot damage, but it isn't mentioned in this game thread, it is in the OOC thread. It is really really confusing. Please put events and information pertinent to the PCs in the game thread. Imagine it this way. Captain K reads the OOC thread and these little boxes, Morton Juniper reads this thread. He and the other PCs do not know what happens in the OOC thread, that's the point. I find it really hard to track. Kria and Morton get injured in a game event. It happens in real time, in the game. Why would you put that information in the OOC thread?

[Geldar]

Amolas exits the elf's backpack with loathing and discontent. Mee-rr-lll. Those listening with interest would deduce the feline familiar's distaste for lizard gore; what vivid sights the party had seen, Amolas had the distinct displeasure of smelling rather than seeing. And the smells were none too pleasant, no sir.

At any rate, Faunra was happy her rogue companion was land-side once again. She had no misconceptions; she'd have been absolutely no use at all in saving Reyd from drowning beneath the waves. Remind me to memorize my spells more carefully next time, Amolas. Ray-rr.

She prances over to Skurvin who by this time is studying the malign Taldorian tome, the codex, the source of their lizard-stenched, soaking-wet discomfort.

What does it say Skurvin, what does it say? The slender elf looked over the summoner's shoulder with great anticipation. If you require assistance, I know a thing or two about forbidden texts and all like that, and I might be able to help decipher it. Just if you need any help, I mean.

Faunra was anxious to know what the text contains, and what is literally worth dying for.

Actions Runs outside with her group, lets Amolas out of backpack, offers to take a look at the codex if she can help with that.

[Togot]

Skurvin looks down at Morton with mild confusion as the man emerges from the water. "I thought you were going to get him." Skurvin looks at the murky depths and considers sending Kria in again, but decides against it. The man had caused them enough trouble.

"Well no matter, we have our prize."

He glances at Faunra, and thencan i read this, do i need a knowledge check? looks back at the book to hide his contempt for the elf woman.

Kria remains silent and vigilant as she looks out at the water as if expecting an enemy to emerge from it and attack them.

[Totentanzen]

Molrim comes jogging up behind everyone "I apologize for being late everyone, I tend to lose myself in the thrill of battle so by the time I cooled down and looked around everyone had left!" He looks around "Seems like everyone is alright, always a good thing, where is our little friend Yargos?" After glancing around a bit and taking in the moods of everyone he sees the book in the hands of his companions and Yargos nowhere in site. Putting the pieces of the puzzle together he sighs "Oh, well... not much we can do about that. Any luck reading that book?"

[Belros]

Belros comes jogging up with Molrim and quickly assesses the situation. Seeing Reyd on the ground soaking wet and no sign of Yargos he assumes the worst. Noting the others looking over the book he offers, "Perhaps we should do that someplace more secure, where they won't be other ne'er do wells coming to look for Yargos. We know it isn't really him they are after so it would do us little good to point them to the water when we have the book.

Looking around for agreement from his companions, he says, Let's be off then?" Adjusting the grip on his hammer he nods back the way they came.

 

This post is assuming that Reyd is ok. If Belros would enter and immediately know his friend was not ok then he will administer what aid he can to help the near-drowning man.

[coldmug]

Reyd collapses in a sputtering coughing heap on the rough rocky floor. His body convulsing as he violently coughs out spurt after spurt of salty water. Blurry, his eyes finally open and he looks up at the rest of the group.

Yargos! where is he? For a moment it seems like he has forgotten, then the memory of a hand slipping away comes rushing back. Damn!... that fool!

Reyd sits up painfully, and as the feeling draws back to his shivering body he becomes acutely aware of the extent of his injuries. With the salt water washing around in his wounds, he barely stifles a scream. He looks around seeing that Skurvin has the book. Did you manage to figure out what it is?

Looking up at the night sky covered in bright white dots and a waning moon, he is acutely aware of their surroundings. Perhaps we should not be outside with that thing in our hands He nods to Belros, and with another painful movement stands up to follow.

OOC I agree with Captain K. If rolls effect us in the game they should stay in the game thread. It gets confusing if its in the OOC. Also there's no way of telling what roll comes first or last.

[Storm]

At first glance the words of the Taldorian Codex is too difficult to ascertain the meaning. It will take magics to read the written syllables and sigils inside to decipher the meanings. The written words appear to be written in an old dialect that not too many people still remember. A read magic spell would work quite well at this time as Faunra has a read magic spell memorized. With this spell cast Faunra might easily be accustomed to the words inside.

[Togot]

Frustrated by its secrets, Skurvin offers the book to his companions as if it held no value to him. "I agree with you." he says, already walking back. "Let us return to our benefactor. Never have I so desperately desired departure, and I hope to never again set foot in this waterlogged mud-hole."

[coldmug]

Reyd keeps a wary eye on the rest of the party. Also

Dice Perception, +1 if traps:

1d20+7

(1)+7

Total = 8

keeping a lookout for any unforeseen circumstances that might arise until they get to safety. Back at Gill's hideout, he searches I can haz loot plz?!!the dead reptilians and also retrieves his dagger.

Inventory   Retrives his dagger

[Geldar]

Faunra follows her group back to safety. With Amolas looking over her shoulder, Faunra accepts the book from Skurvin. Slender elven hands gingerly leaf through the text while the wizard squints her eyes in deep concentration. She Casts Read Magicutters arcane words under her breath and widens her eyes to the words on magical pages.

After some amount of time, the elf raises her head from the book and pinches the sides of her forehead. It's as though she'd been cramming for studies at the local wizards college. Hmm. Well basically defer to future DM postit reads as thus...

Actions Accepts codex from Skurvin. Casts Read Magic. Reads book until she gets main ideas and points germane to the mission at hand (not spending an exorbitant time with it, yet; 20 INT, but I'm not sure how much "speed-reading can be applied to this). Relays its general text to the group. She'll read as much as necessary before she can reasonably synthesize it to the party, and beyond that it'll be night-table reading for her.

 

Adding the codex to Faunra's gear. Hope it matches her other colors, girl's gotta accessorize.

[Kainti]

Naum's

Dice perception:

1d20+8

(1)+8

Total = 9

eyes dart around uncomfortably as the party departs the district slower than he would prefer. He keeps his silence though, simply trying to keep his wits about him. Better to try and help than complain.

[Storm]

Originally Posted by Captain K

"Ouch. What's with all the... spikes and stuff in the water?" Morton complains.

"It took a toll on us just dipping our toes in. I am guessing Gill didnt make it then, Reyd?"

He crawls out and starts drying his clothes.

Morton While your virtue was blessed, the natural landscapes of rocks and jagged edges tore through your skin to expose fleeting wounds of flesh that stung with bitter resentment as you tried to swim with heavier armor through the murky water. A task better left for Skurvin's servant, you place both hands on the side of the make shift port and hoist yourself up and onto the dry ground while Kria retrieves Reyd. But there is no body of Yargos Gill.

Originally Posted by Belros

Belros comes jogging up with Molrim and quickly assesses the situation. Seeing Reyd on the ground soaking wet and no sign of Yargos he assumes the worst. Noting the others looking over the book he offers, "Perhaps we should do that someplace more secure, where they won't be other ne'er do wells coming to look for Yargos. We know it isn't really him they are after so it would do us little good to point them to the water when we have the book.

Looking around for agreement from his companions, he says, Let's be off then?" Adjusting the grip on his hammer he nods back the way they came.

Belros Each of you remember this place well. Their hide out has been found and once hidden how a small vestige of a small sailing boat could man your group quite well. You have earned Yargo's Gills transportation to the Isle of Kortos. Even though he maybe gone, there is still the chance that somehow the Lizard Folk's plans to subvert the people of Absalom is greater than Mr. Gill. As each of you are readily able to return to the Grand Lodge, Adril Hestrem will need to know of recent occurrences.

Originally Posted by coldmug

Reyd collapses in a sputtering coughing heap on the rough rocky floor. His body convulsing as he violently coughs out spurt after spurt of salty water. Blurry, his eyes finally open and he looks up at the rest of the group.

Yargos! where is he? For a moment it seems like he has forgotten, then the memory of a hand slipping away comes rushing back. Damn!... that fool!

Reyd sits up painfully, and as the feeling draws back to his shivering body he becomes acutely aware of the extent of his injuries. With the salt water washing around in his wounds, he barely stifles a scream. He looks around seeing that Skurvin has the book. Did you manage to figure out what it is?

Looking up at the night sky covered in bright white dots and a waning moon, he is acutely aware of their surroundings. Perhaps we should not be outside with that thing in our hands He nods to Belros, and with another painful movement stands up to follow.

I can haz loot plz?!!the dead reptilians and also retrieves his dagger.

Reyd While some of your mission is an accomplishment. Most of it in fact, there is some doubt to what has really happened to Mr. Gill. Did he really drown in the sea water to meet the hands of his ill timed fate? Or was it part of of conspiring plot that just so happened to pit you in the middle of it. As some of these questions remain unanswered, there is the possibility of mentioning the old library not in use and excavating the tomes by agents of the Pathfinder Society to transfer to a better location. Other than that there is no gold or coin found on the bodies, just their trident tipped javelins and other aquatic heirlooms. Quite mundane and not worth the risk, but for what it is worth returning the book will yield and garner you prestige and fame among fellow Lodge members. Just one day on the job you have earned 4 fame which can be sold for 500 gold pieces each and 5 prestige points which can aid in conquests.

Originally Posted by Geldar

Faunra follows her group back to safety. With Amolas looking over her shoulder, Faunra accepts the book from Skurvin. Slender elven hands gingerly leaf through the text while the wizard squints her eyes in deep concentration. She Casts Read Magicutters arcane words under her breath and widens her eyes to the words on magical pages.

After some amount of time, the elf raises her head from the book and pinches the sides of her forehead. It's as though she'd been cramming for studies at the local wizards college. Hmm. Well basically defer to future DM postit reads as thus...

 

Adding the codex to Faunra's gear. Hope it matches her other colors, girl's gotta accessorize.

Faunra The book is covered in black lace and thick bound velum that opens up to see ancient pallid colored pages scrawled with sigils, glyphs and runes across the tome. As the magic is cast, the letters begin to glow a bright deep navy blue then begin to fade to a lighter blue but not real light just more faint and dark. Without the aid of the read magic spell, the words were jumbled. Some things making sense such as numbers and dates with coordinates and the like but where it became hazy was some of the ancient text describing what is called the Silent Tide. An active account of historical measures from Taldorian Naval Assassins bent on finishing a ritualistic ceremony that involves several heinous acts of against the proud City-State of Absalom.

All There is nothing magical in the book per say, just that the Silent Tide is a plan to execute short term results that would yield long term gain. The Taldorians once a proud parent of the Chelxian nations barely remained standing after a brutal civil war against the country. The Taldorians known for their planetary conquests always failed to siege Absalom in every chance they had. Someone or some faction seemed determined to continue the Silent Tide from whence it started. There were several factions to keep in mind. Nessian the leader of the War Hounders who is after Yargos. Yargos Gill himself and his dissapearing body. John the III a Noble Loyalist and the Lizard Folks involvement. Returning back to the Grand Lodge, the time is night as you settle in your small confined quarters. You breath a sigh of relief and have bought some more time for now. Unwinding, each of you remember to clean up, memorize spells and continue your daily rituals. In the morning you will meet with Hestrem and tell of your exploits.

[Togot]

Skurvin retires to his room, saying little to the others. Once alone, he proceeds to undress, tossing his mud-soaked boots and pants onto the floor. “Well that was a revolting experience,” he says, his voice thick with irritation. “Trudging around in a glorified sewer to find an idiot that ended up drowning and a book worth less than the shoes I ruined acquiring it.”

He sighs if frustration, shaking his head. “Let us hope that our benefactor sufficiently compensates us for our efforts.”

Kria watches her master complain with a faint grin of anticipation curling her red lips. She discards her own clothing, catching Skurvin’s eye. His frustrations seem to melt away, the look of aggravation in his eyes replaced by lust.

“Yes, of course you’re right my dear. Best to put off such concerns until morning.” He lies down on the bad and bids Kria to join him. “You know, seeing you glide through the water tonight has inspired me to try something new tomorrow when you return, but until then, let us end this night with pleasant memories.”

[Geldar]

ow-ow-l... Amolas issues forth a yawn of relief. It was a toiling day for the entire party, no less for him. The life of a feline: always having to be bothered by such silly humanoid chaos. Safe in their room (what qualifies as their "room" at least), the cat and his elf ready themselves for rest. Faunra does her nightly routine of opening her spellbook and book-marking her morning spell selection. She'll rise as early as any in her party in order to prepare her mental state for the next day's magical miracles. It is only before the cat's elf falls off to sleep that she peeks one last time at the codex, sitting closed beside her bed. Blasted book anyway, she grumbles. Amolas stays awaken a few more minutes before nodding off himself, anticipating what adventures might befall him the coming day.

[Totentanzen]

Molrim goes to his room and starts to remove his mud soaked clothing. Finally sitting down on his bed he wrangles his boots off and tosses them into the corner. "Another day another pay" he thought as he noticed the sorriness in his arms.

Molrim went through his rituals. He cleaned off his bow and counted the arrows in his quiver. He Add 4 arrowsfilled it to be ready for what would come tomorrow. He laid his sheathed sword to the side with his arrows and quiver by his bedside. He blew out the candle in his room and laid his head on his pillow. He sat in bed recounting the events of the day. Molrim thought back to the lizard men, shortly dwelling on the one he had killed outright, and thought "Why were they helping Yargos…and what do they have to gain from it?" Other thoughts and images passed through his mind as he quickly drifted off into the realm of sleep.