ok so you wake up the next morning to a loud crash
Jason and Veil
A flying snake flies in your room, with a note attached
Amotal
A white cat strides into your room, and in a melodious male voice says “Interested in joining the Emerald Enclave? Come meet us at Phaulkonmere in the Southern Ward.”
Zera and Wheeze
A paper bird flies into your room reading “Renaer tells us you are a good bet. He bought you tickets to the opera tonight at the Lightsinger Theater in the Sea Ward. If you are interested, meet Mirt at intermission. Private Box C. Formal attire is required for admittance.”
Friar
you hear a voice in your head saying “I am Vajra Safahr, the Blackstaff. Come to Blackstaff Tower in the Castle Ward at once. Bring your friends.”
Veil frowns as a snake flies through her window. She sees the note, so doesn't instantly kill the thing, but holds out a hand, a bit interested as it lands on her hand and allows her to remove the note. She opens it and reads what it says.
Veil frowns as a snake flies through her window. She sees the note, so doesn't instantly kill the thing, but holds out a hand, a bit interested as it lands on her hand and allows her to remove the note. She opens it and reads what it says.
it reads(Jason you can open this spoiler as well)
“Want to be part of something big? Speak to Davil Starsong at the Yawning Portal.”
Friar Xavier has just finished his morning prayers. He was attempting to meditate (unsuccessfully, due to his own distracted inner-monologue) when the message startles out an "Oh my! By Ilmater!" from the now-fumbling cleric. He juggles his effects together and tumbles out of the Hospice en route to Trollskull Manor.
Upon arrival, he threads himself through the Tavern door, bleating, "Hello?... Good morning my companions... May Ilmater bless this day." Then, as a school-boy at the headmaster's door, he awaits any reply.
The friar shrinks into his robes, bubbling a spring of "oh my's" and "Ilmater's mercies". Arms of dough flailing before him, he enters, trying to put things right and muttering about "We will have to fix this place up faster I see!"
Amotal wakes, instantly alert at the crash. He lowers the blades he had grabbed as the cat comes through the window, and asks it "Forgive me, but what is this enclave? I am new to this plane."
Zera reads the letter with excitement. “the opera! So many loaded purses and pockets..” she thinks initially, then corrects herself “I’m an adventurer now, not a thief. But I have nothing worthwhile to wear!” She looks at her performing outfit, a stunning blue dress covered in sparkling sequins- hanging in the closet. Maybe too flashy for this type of event- “only suitable for the stage?” she thinks. “I suppose I should go see about that crash”
she heads down to the taproom to see what is going on. As she gets down there she thinks- “why not wear that dress? I’ll ask someone. “
Amotal wakes, instantly alert at the crash. He lowers the blades he had grabbed as the cat comes through the window, and asks it "Forgive me, but what is this enclave? I am new to this plane."
It appears to return to be a normal cat and jumps once again out the window
Zera walks in to see the steaming pot of a friar trying to both clean up the taproom (again) and convincing the spirit that the party has every intention to get on with fixing the place up, post haste.
Seeing her enter, the friar implores Zera, "Oh! good... just a misunderstanding... Spirit, we do wish to make this tavern nice again... Mistress Zera here is a marvelous performer, I am sure she can draw quite a crowd... Miss Zera, please, tell our spirit friend here some of your thoughts and plans for the tavern... maybe the spirit can give some constructive criticism?"
Zera walks in to see the steaming pot of a friar trying to both clean up the taproom (again) and convincing the spirit that the party has every intention to get on with fixing the place up, post haste.
Seeing her enter, the friar implores Zera, "Oh! good... just a misunderstanding... Spirit, we do wish to make this tavern nice again... Mistress Zera here is a marvelous performer, I am sure she can draw quite a crowd... Miss Zera, please, tell our spirit friend here some of your thoughts and plans for the tavern... maybe the spirit can give some constructive criticism?"
After saying this you hear a knock on the door behind you
Zera starts to say " We will get it cleaned up... don't worry, it will be better than ever! Ill summon another unseen servant to help... oh- is someone here?" She answers the door, cautiously opening it in case it is an attacker. "may I help you?" she asks
Zera starts to say " We will get it cleaned up... don't worry, it will be better than ever! Ill summon another unseen servant to help... oh- is someone here?" She answers the door, cautiously opening it in case it is an attacker. "may I help you?" she asks
In the doorway you see a short stout halfling with muttonchops and bushy eyebrows, he says "the name's Broxley Fairkettle of the Fellowship of innkeepers, just coming to meet the new residents of Trollskull Mansion, anyway I also came to ask you to please join our guild, we can help set you up with everything else you need and if you join now you avoid further harassment and make my life just a bitty bit easier,"
"Well, what are the benefits of this membership? What other inns and taverns do you have as members? Can you offer us a free trial membership to see if we like it- and, do you know anyone who can help get this place fixed up?" Zera smiles, saying to the others "I guess our activities have not gone unnoticed!"
She is going to see if this guy is legit insight: 14 (assuming Friar helps)
After reading the note Veil tucks it into her pouch and heads downstairs in time to meet this halfling guild person. "What sort of fees are there for joining this guild?" She asks, her tail twitching in interest.
"Well, what are the benefits of this membership? What other inns and taverns do you have as members? Can you offer us a free trial membership to see if we like it- and, do you know anyone who can help get this place fixed up?" Zera smiles, saying to the others "I guess our activities have not gone unnoticed!"
She is going to see if this guy is legit insight: 14 (assuming Friar helps)
From what you can tell, he's legit
"Fees.... well for all the guilds you need it'll be 250 gp upfront for contracts and the like, and 10gp per ten-day, and from what I can figure it'll probably take 1,000 gp to renovate this into the proper state," Broxley says
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((Assuming that Wheeze and others have made it down to the Tavern by now))
Friar Xavier begs Master Fairkettle's pardon, asking to confer privately with his companions for a moment.
Huddling away from the guild master, the friar whispers to them, "If you wish to proceed with joining the guilds and getting this place in order, please accept my donation to the cause." He then surreptitiously ((Sleight of Hand: 22)) shows his four remaining silver trade bars. "I believe these will cover the guild membership as well as make a dent in the improvement costs."
ok so you wake up the next morning to a loud crash
Jason and Veil
A flying snake flies in your room, with a note attached
Amotal
A white cat strides into your room, and in a melodious male voice says “Interested in joining the Emerald Enclave? Come meet us at Phaulkonmere in the Southern Ward.”
Zera and Wheeze
A paper bird flies into your room reading “Renaer tells us you are a good bet. He bought you tickets to the opera tonight at the Lightsinger Theater in the Sea Ward. If you are interested, meet Mirt at intermission. Private Box C. Formal attire is required for admittance.”
Friar
you hear a voice in your head saying “I am Vajra Safahr, the Blackstaff. Come to Blackstaff Tower in the Castle Ward at once. Bring your friends.”
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)
Veil frowns as a snake flies through her window. She sees the note, so doesn't instantly kill the thing, but holds out a hand, a bit interested as it lands on her hand and allows her to remove the note. She opens it and reads what it says.
it reads(Jason you can open this spoiler as well)
“Want to be part of something big? Speak to Davil Starsong at the Yawning Portal.”
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)
Friar Xavier has just finished his morning prayers. He was attempting to meditate (unsuccessfully, due to his own distracted inner-monologue) when the message startles out an "Oh my! By Ilmater!" from the now-fumbling cleric. He juggles his effects together and tumbles out of the Hospice en route to Trollskull Manor.
Upon arrival, he threads himself through the Tavern door, bleating, "Hello?... Good morning my companions... May Ilmater bless this day." Then, as a school-boy at the headmaster's door, he awaits any reply.
Eryndor - Red Dead Annihilation | GM - Volo's Trade Franchise - PF2e Adventures set in the Forgotten Realms
you see several smashed plates on the floor and another floating in the air threateningly
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)
Amotal, Veil, and Wheeze still need to be updated to 2nd level
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)
The friar shrinks into his robes, bubbling a spring of "oh my's" and "Ilmater's mercies". Arms of dough flailing before him, he enters, trying to put things right and muttering about "We will have to fix this place up faster I see!"
Eryndor - Red Dead Annihilation | GM - Volo's Trade Franchise - PF2e Adventures set in the Forgotten Realms
Amotal wakes, instantly alert at the crash. He lowers the blades he had grabbed as the cat comes through the window, and asks it "Forgive me, but what is this enclave? I am new to this plane."
Zera reads the letter with excitement. “the opera! So many loaded purses and pockets..” she thinks initially, then corrects herself “I’m an adventurer now, not a thief. But I have nothing worthwhile to wear!” She looks at her performing outfit, a stunning blue dress covered in sparkling sequins- hanging in the closet. Maybe too flashy for this type of event- “only suitable for the stage?” she thinks. “I suppose I should go see about that crash”
she heads down to the taproom to see what is going on. As she gets down there she thinks- “why not wear that dress? I’ll ask someone. “
It appears to return to be a normal cat and jumps once again out the window
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)
Zera walks in to see the steaming pot of a friar trying to both clean up the taproom (again) and convincing the spirit that the party has every intention to get on with fixing the place up, post haste.
Seeing her enter, the friar implores Zera, "Oh! good... just a misunderstanding... Spirit, we do wish to make this tavern nice again... Mistress Zera here is a marvelous performer, I am sure she can draw quite a crowd... Miss Zera, please, tell our spirit friend here some of your thoughts and plans for the tavern... maybe the spirit can give some constructive criticism?"
Eryndor - Red Dead Annihilation | GM - Volo's Trade Franchise - PF2e Adventures set in the Forgotten Realms
After saying this you hear a knock on the door behind you
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)
Zera starts to say " We will get it cleaned up... don't worry, it will be better than ever! Ill summon another unseen servant to help... oh- is someone here?" She answers the door, cautiously opening it in case it is an attacker. "may I help you?" she asks
In the doorway you see a short stout halfling with muttonchops and bushy eyebrows, he says "the name's Broxley Fairkettle of the Fellowship of innkeepers, just coming to meet the new residents of Trollskull Mansion, anyway I also came to ask you to please join our guild, we can help set you up with everything else you need and if you join now you avoid further harassment and make my life just a bitty bit easier,"
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)
"Well, what are the benefits of this membership? What other inns and taverns do you have as members? Can you offer us a free trial membership to see if we like it- and, do you know anyone who can help get this place fixed up?" Zera smiles, saying to the others "I guess our activities have not gone unnoticed!"
She is going to see if this guy is legit insight: 14 (assuming Friar helps)
After reading the note Veil tucks it into her pouch and heads downstairs in time to meet this halfling guild person. "What sort of fees are there for joining this guild?" She asks, her tail twitching in interest.
Friar Xavier of course helps Zera, mostly by looking pathetic and overwrought such that even a guildmaster would be distracted/have pity on him.
Eryndor - Red Dead Annihilation | GM - Volo's Trade Franchise - PF2e Adventures set in the Forgotten Realms
From what you can tell, he's legit
"Fees.... well for all the guilds you need it'll be 250 gp upfront for contracts and the like, and 10gp per ten-day, and from what I can figure it'll probably take 1,000 gp to renovate this into the proper state," Broxley says
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)
((Assuming that Wheeze and others have made it down to the Tavern by now))
Friar Xavier begs Master Fairkettle's pardon, asking to confer privately with his companions for a moment.
Huddling away from the guild master, the friar whispers to them, "If you wish to proceed with joining the guilds and getting this place in order, please accept my donation to the cause." He then surreptitiously ((Sleight of Hand: 22)) shows his four remaining silver trade bars. "I believe these will cover the guild membership as well as make a dent in the improvement costs."
Eryndor - Red Dead Annihilation | GM - Volo's Trade Franchise - PF2e Adventures set in the Forgotten Realms
Bruxley not wanting to meddle in private affairs hums a strange tune in the doorway
My Homebrew world, Magibis
Improved Hex(spell)
Cult Brute(monster)