AvB - Bear

[Rizban]

After entering the alley and looking around to make sure no one is following him, the man speaks.

"Please, you're my only hope. I have someone trying to kill me, but I don't know who it is. I desperately need protection!"

[planswalker]

"Indeed I can help you. What is the nature of your problem."

[Rizban]

"Someone is trying to kill me! I need protection! What more do you need to know?"

He's almost hysterical.

[planswalker]

Remaining calm, Bear tries to be reassuring. "Yes, I understand that. However, how are they trying to kill you? Poison? Magical disease? Assasins? Staged accidents? Provoking the wrath of a local gang?

I can provide help against all of that, and more. But you'll need to calm down or you'll only do half their work for them."

diplo check to reassure him: [roll0]

[Rizban]

"Two weeks ago, I was nearly run over by a speeding carriage.. if it had been another twenty feet closer... A few days later, I was at the butcher, and his knife 'bounced' off of a bone, and nearly took my head off! Then, I was bitten by a spider three days ago, and I swear I still feel the poison coursing through my veins! This morning, I got a splinter! A splinter! I just know it was placed there to cause a lethal infection!"

[planswalker]

"Very well, I can most definitely protect you. Would you like to begin hiring my services this moment?"

please keep in mind my character's 17 modifier in sense motive to tell if something's off with this guy.

[Rizban]

"Yes! Please! Here, take it!"

He shoves 100 gold into you hands.

"Just keep me safe from these assassins!"

[planswalker]

Taking the gold, Bear says, "Now then, if you are poisoned, a neutralize poison should do the trick."

after casting the spell, Bear says, "Feel better now?"

[Rizban]

"Ack! No! It's a disease not a poison. I feel a little faint..."

He holds his hand up to his forehead and seems to sway on his feet as if about to fall over.

[planswalker]

"You, good sir, said that you had been bitten by a spider. They carry a venom, not a disease. If you're still feeling their effects, what you need is antivenom, not a cure for disease. If, however, you are merely a paranoid lunatic, I will take the 18 gold for the spell I expended and return the rest to you. None of the rest of your ravings are anything more than the rantings of a paranoid lunatic."

well, Riz, thanks for ignoring MY gather information check and giving my rat a false lead as if my rat was a complete moron. I would think his sense motive score would let him know the difference between a stupid lunatic and someone who actually needs protection.

[Rizban]

"Oh! Hmm... thank you for clearing that up! I suppose I was confused as to which spell does what. I'm not particularly good with magic, you see?"

Well, this is a spoiler but... he may be a paranoid delusional, but there really are people trying to kill him. He just hasn't noticed any of the actual attempts on his life. He has managed to avoid real danger by fleeing from imaginary ones.

I also had kind of planned for him to ask you to basically do a Man vs Wild show for him so that he can learn to be less cowardly.

[planswalker]

"Well, do you have any evidence that there actually is someone after you? A cart 20 feet away poses no threat, and you were not even hurt by the butcher's slip. Pretty pathetic for an assassination attempt. Now then, if you have a splinter, do you mind if I take a look at the wound?"

[Rizban]

He gingerly holds his hand out for you to look at and winces in pain before you even touch it.

"Does it look bad?"

(Heal check)

[planswalker]

Bear does a casual examination, looking to see how bad it is.

taking 10 for a 16. enough to keep a warrior's wounds to keep from bleeding all over the battlefield. Hopefully enough to identify the wound's nature.

[Rizban]

It appears to be a simple splinter, freshly earned this morning.

You also spot a strange, shallow prick with just the tiniest hint that there was a poison in it, as if a poisoned needle tried to stab into his hand, but he jerked his hand back at the last moment. Could it be that someone is actually trying to kill him?

[planswalker]

Bear casts a cure minor wounds spell on the man to ease the pain of the splinter.

"Well sir, I have good news and better news. The good news is that you're not paranoid. The better news is that I've healed your splinter before you could get infected. Also on the good new side of things, the neutralize poison I cast on you wasn't a waste. The bad news is that there is a real chance that someone is actually trying to kill you, but not in the ways you are thinking they are."

[Rizban]

"Are you talking about the funny taste in the water? It's the mind control serum, isn't it?! I knew it!"

[planswalker]

"No. There is no such thing as mind-control serum. At least, not like that. No, but you had a very tiny pinprick on your finger that was the result of a poisoned needle."

[Rizban]

"Poisoned needle? Who even uses those? That's so... old fashioned. Still... it's a good thing I hired you."

[planswalker]

"Um, anyone who wants to discreetly and effectively deliver a poison to a target. The world of assassination is not one of fashion. It's one of effectiveness. And poison needles are a thousand times more effective than splinter infections, runaway carts, and butchers slipping on their bones."

[Rizban]

"Huh... Well, maybe you should come search my home and see if there are any more surprises."

No update for Hagan?

[planswalker]

http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=11062871&postcount=282 You still have yet to respond to post 282. I'm waiting on you, not the other way around.

"Indeed. Be aware, I usually charge 100 gold per day, which includes a budget for up to 1000 gold worth of spells, should you have been required to hire for each spell I cast. you have hired my services with your first hundred gold for the next day. I assume you can continue paying tomorrow, or despite how much I enjoy your company and wish to help you, I will have to seek someone who can afford help."

Bear has his new "boss" lead him back to his place.

[Rizban]

"Of course! That's cheap compared to my life!"

He leads you back to his home. It's a nice, three story building in Old Town with a thick stone wall around it; however, all the windows seem to have been boarded up from the inside.

As you approach the front gate, he stops you and whispers harshly.

"No! They expect us to use the front gate. We have to go in through the back."

[planswalker]

Bear whispers back "What if I send a decoy in through the front gate first to make sure it's clear?"

[Rizban]

"No, no. Simply unthinkable. We use the back gate. It's safe."

He leads you around the back of the house and quickly enters through the servants' gate.

"Ah! But you know they'd expect us to use the back door if we use the back gate! I'm too tricksy for them though. We use the front door this time!"

[planswalker]

Humoring the man that has hired himself for personal protection at the wages he demanded instead of market average, Bear is satisfied to follow him through the servants' gate.

[Rizban]

He then leads you around a now well worn path through the bushes to the front door.

[planswalker]

Bear follows him all the way inside his house. Once inside, he says, "By the way, how many days in a row have you been walking the exact same path into your house? I'd imagine that by now, whomever's out to get you knows the route you take into your home. Besides which, it's not at the door that assassins are likely to come at you. It's once you're inside and there are far fewer witnesses."

[Rizban]

He stops you before entering.

"Don't step on the welcome mat. There is a sniper in the trees aimed at that point."

[planswalker]

To prove the point that the man is wrong, Bear steps on the mat and stands there, waiting for the "sniper" to strike.

[Rizban]

Make a Reflex save.

[planswalker]

[roll0]

well, a reflex save proves it's not a sniper, at least.

[Rizban]

Your employer panics.

As you step on the welcome mat, poisoned needles pop up out of it. One pierces through your shoe and into your foot. Make a Fort save.

[planswalker]

[roll0]

At least it's not a sniper and I'm not proven wrong...

[Rizban]

You succeed on the fortitude save, but it suddenly becomes obvious that his paranoia might be justified.

[planswalker]

Wondering what idiot fairy had blessed the fool that he just so happened to be paranoid about things that actually mattered, Bear calmly informed his employer: "Well, there's no sniper, but the welcome mat was rigged to poison the next person to step on it."

[Rizban]

"Well now... that is bizarre. I could have sworn that one was the sniper. I wonder where they left the sniper... probably in the loo."

[planswalker]

"How long has the sniper been after you?"

Please, please don't tell me he's been holding it in for months now.

[Rizban]

"About two weeks. I invested in a chamber pot.... D-Did you need to borrow it?"

He looks somewhat embarrassed.

[planswalker]

"Well, actually, I have a theory, and I would like to test it out on anything or anywhere else you think someone is out to get you. So far, you've been correct in the basic scheme, but you have been also completely wrong about the means by which the killers have been trying. Learning their real methods will enable me to defend you much more effectively."

[Rizban]

"Well, there's a rabid beaver secreted in my breadbox... I'm sure it's hungry enough to eat flesh by now..."

[planswalker]

Sighing slightly, Bear says, "Let's see this beaver. Take me to your breadbox."

[Rizban]

He takes you into the kitchen and points to a small, wooden box with a roll up door.

"It's in there."

[planswalker]

Bear summons a monkey to open the breadbox.

[Rizban]

The monkey opens the breadbox. There is indeed a beaver inside. It is dead.

[planswalker]

Bear orders the monkey to retrieve the beaver.

[Rizban]

He retrieves the beaver and carries it to you. As he sets it down, the monkey howls in pain and starts sucking on his paw.

[planswalker]

Another poison needle trap, perhaps?

"Well, the beaver is dead. And also apparently yet another poison needle trap was placed within it. Whoever is out to get you, he apparently has free reign of your estate. Tell me, do you have security measures designed to prevent men from entering at will?"

[Rizban]

"Of course not! That would just get me locked in a room as the building burns! I'm not stupid."

Do you check the beaver?

[planswalker]

Bear casually examines the dead beaver, and should he find that poisoned needles were involved, he will chuckle.

[Rizban]

The beaver has three needles stabbed into its gut. There appears to be no poison. The beaver appears to have died due to punctured lungs.

[planswalker]

"Well, this beaver was killed by needles. I suspect your foe prefers them. Tell me, do you have names for anyone who might want you dead?"

[Rizban]

"Hmmm... I think the beaver was the only one I know. His name was Steve. Though with all the needles, I might suspect some sort of fairy fey creature. The dirty monsters..."

[planswalker]

"Although supernatural creatures are not impossible, the vast majority of such attempts are perpetrated by humanoids. Fey are more likely to send you into eternal slumber than poison you with needles. If you don't mind, do you work with any humanoids?"

[Rizban]

"I once worked for a minor noble in Guildsman District who had a magical sandwich. Does that count?"

[planswalker]

"Indeed so. What sort of terms did you leave on?"

[Rizban]

"Oh, they hired me as an architect to design a block of flats. I remember it so clearly... (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2PyeXRwhCE) They didn't like my idea though, so they paid me for my work and sent me on my way."

[planswalker]

"Anyone else?" Bear asks, and gives a gentle nudge to his rat prodding him to go find out as much as he can about their new employer.

[Rizban]

Did you watch the video? Think of it as him retelling the tale of what happened... accurately retelling it even.

[planswalker]

the rat takes 20 to find out if there's anyone who wants him dead.

"It's a shame when that happens..."

After an awkward pause, "So, any other death traps in your own home?"

[Rizban]

"Oh, sure, plenty. There's the assassin in the commode I already mentioned, every third stair is an explosive, the guest bedroom hosts a gelatinous cube, there's a bottomless pit in the attic, and half of the good in the pantry are either poisoned or out of date. I think I might be missing a few though..."

[planswalker]

"Let's go flush out the 'assassin' in your commode."

Bear wonders what sort of stabby needle death awaits his monkey there.

[Rizban]

He leads you up to the toilet.

"The sniper is in there, I'm sure of it."

He refuses to open the door or go near it.

[planswalker]

Bear has his monkey open it and step inside.

[Rizban]

When the monkey opens the door, a foul odor escapes from within. All who smell it must make a Fortitude save.

[planswalker]

Bear gags at the odor for a moment.... [roll0]
As does his poor monkey..... [roll1]

[Rizban]

The monkey succeeds his save but becomes sickened at the stench. Bear becomes nauseated. The noble passes out completely.

[planswalker]

Bear dares a peek inside, praying that something died to create that horrible stench... or maybe a permanent sickening fog.

Anything but the contents of a privy allowed to ripen.

[Rizban]

Indeed, there is a deceased dire beaver in the garderobe.

[planswalker]

Bear leaves quickly, indicating for the monkey to close the door.

"So, what species is this sniper supposed to be?"

[Rizban]

"Human, of course."

[planswalker]

"Then I take it the dead dire beaver in your garderobe would be a surprise?"

[Rizban]

"A what now? Did you say a dire dead beaver?"

[planswalker]

"It's a beaver. A really big one. In your garderobe."

[Rizban]

"Well, what's it doing there?"

[planswalker]

"If I knew that, I'd be much happier with all this."

[Rizban]

"Yes, me too."

He seems as confused as you are.

[planswalker]

Wondering if a pattern will emerge, Bear asks, "Anywhere else a sniper is hiding?"

[Rizban]

"Nope, not today. Only on Tuesdays."

[planswalker]

"Any other dangers within your own house?"

[Rizban]

"Just the ones I already mentioned..."

[planswalker]

Bear has the monkey step on every third step on their way up to the attic.

[Rizban]

Every third step creaks menacingly... just like all the others, but nothing happens.

[planswalker]

"So, where are the explosions supposed to happen?" Bear asks as he climbs up the stairs.

[Rizban]

"Umm... they must have worn off... or we're not walking wrong enough."

[planswalker]

"Either way, they're safe now." Bear continues on to the attic, looking for the bottomless hole.

[Rizban]

Instead of a bottomless hole, he find a portable hole spread out on the floor.

[planswalker]

He sends his monkey in there to see what's inside.

[Rizban]

As the monkey climbs inside, he cries out in fear that you interpret as fear of falling from a great height as he quickly disappears from view. The summoning spell ends.

[planswalker]

Not sure how the assassin managed to make the portable hole that lethal, Bear tries to roll it up like a portable hole.

[Rizban]

When he touches it, he feels drawn into it. Fortitude save to resist its pull.

[planswalker]

[roll0]

Dearly hoping that fate doesn't crap on him, Bear attempts to resist the pull.

[Rizban]

He resists the DC10 pull of the portal; however, he feels the force of the draw increase, and he realizes that each round he remains in contact with the portal will increase the DC and require another Fort save. Of course, he realizes this in terms characters in this world understand rather than D&D terms.

[planswalker]

Quickly placing the portal in his pocket to avoid direct contact, he says, "Well, the bottomless pit is taken care of. I closed it."

[Rizban]

He doesn't look entirely happy. "Well, now where will I dump my trash?"

[planswalker]

"How about the window? The bottomless pit has a chance of sucking you in every time you touch it."

[Rizban]

"Well, I just kind of threw useless stuff at it, like spoiled food, ragged clothing, strangely glowing swords, broken things, that icky mummified eye, and the creepy blue ball that the dragons hated so much."

He shudders at the recollection.

[planswalker]

how many major artifacts was that? two? Or is one of those glowing swords the sword of Kas?

Very much wanting now to know exactly what it is he has in his pocket, Bear says, "Well, one of these times, you were gonna slip and fall in. I think having to find another trash receptacle is worth the reduction in risk of you dying."

"Did you say there is a gelatinous cube in your bedroom?"

[Rizban]

"Of course not! Don't be silly. It's in the guest bedroom."

[planswalker]

says the man who has so far been right about only one of his paranoid delusions.

"Fine. Would you lead me to the guest bedroom then?"

[Rizban]

He of course does and stand well back from the door.

[planswalker]

Bear converts his other jump spell into Summon Nature's Ally I and summons another monkey, having this one open the door for him again. This time, he also stands back from the door.

[Rizban]

Poison needles stab the monkey as he turns the knob. Fortitude save, please.

As the door opens, it reveals a tick, gelatinous wall. Inside the gelatinous cube are three dead Dire Beavers.

[planswalker]

[roll0]

wow. how did that even fit in there?

[Rizban]

"Well, I was trying to call some tasty gelatin from another plane and got that instead. Obviously, it was a faulty scroll. I can't explain the beavers."

[planswalker]

"I suspect the beavers were your assassin trying to let them loose to kill you. Do you want me to kill the gelatinous cube?"

[Rizban]

"Well, it isn't very tasty, so it's probably a bad idea to try to eat it. I guess you should."

[planswalker]

whats the result of the monkey's fort save?

Assuming the monkey isn't dead from poison, Bear commands it to go bananas attacking the jello.

[roll0]

for: [roll1] damage and [roll2] cold.

[Rizban]

The monkey hits the cubs.

The cube attacks the monkey.

[roll0]
[roll1] acid [roll2]

[planswalker]

The monkey dodges the cube and attacks it.

Bear summons [roll0] eagles with a stone shape converted into summon nature's ally III.

[planswalker]

They are summoned to either side of the monkey and full attack.

[roll0] - Eagle 1 talon 1 [roll1] plus [roll2]
[roll3] - Eagle 1 talon 2 [roll4] plus [roll5]
[roll6] - Eagle 2 talon 1 [roll7] plus [roll8]
[roll9] - Eagle 2 talon 2 [roll10] plus [roll11]
[roll12] - Eagle 1 bite [roll13] plus [roll14]
[roll15] - Eagle 2 bite [roll16] plus [roll17]

[Rizban]

The cube attacks the monkey
[roll0]
[roll1] + [roll2] acid

[planswalker]

monkey's ac is 14

and now I wish I'd copy/pasted the attack and damage rolls. :(

Poor Big Green. He just can't seem to land a hit.

The monkey takes a bite out of slime while the eagles use their talons and beaks to make their points.
Monkey:
[roll0][roll1][roll2]
Eagele 1:
[roll3][roll4][roll5]
[roll6][roll7][roll8]
[roll9][roll10][roll11]
Eagle 2:
[roll12][roll13][roll14]
[roll15][roll16][roll17]
[roll18][roll19][roll20]

[Rizban]

The cube dies. There is now a dead, acidic gelatinous cube filling the guest bedroom. The good news is that now it's not actively trying to eat you.

[planswalker]

Risking it, Bear takes the portable hole out of his pocket and places it on the floor in front of the gelatinous cube.

[roll0] - Fort to resist the hole's pull.

[Rizban]

The cube and the entire contents of the guest bedroom, as they are stuck within the cube, are drawn through the hole. The room is now empty of everything but the hole.

[planswalker]

Bear risks picking up the hole and putting it in his pocket once more.

[roll0]

[Rizban]

He is sucked through! After hurtling through some random special effects, he emerges in the air above the city of Aldhaven, specifically above the Docks. The sun is setting. He notes all of this before impacting with the ground, taking [roll0] damage.

[planswalker]

He heads for the nearest unlocked building. At a dead run.

[Rizban]

As he runs, he notices that the main gate to the city is still open... eight blocks away.

[planswalker]

He makes a dash for the gates.

[Rizban]

He run as quickly as he can, tripping over his own feet as he does so. He stumbles and falls to his knees, scraping himself up for [roll1d3[/roll] damage. He's back on his feet running... the portcullis begins to lower. He puts every effort into his run, the portcullis falling ever faster in the distance. As he runs, he notes that there are a number of other people jumping beneath it to the safety of the other side as it closes. The closer he gets, the closer the path comes to being shut. Suddenly, great wooden door begin to close over the portcullis... if only... no, he's not going to make it... If only he had been a little faster... he senses Death looming just over his shoulder, and still he runs... He dives, he rolls, and the portcullis slams shut. As the great wooden gates close, he realizes that he has been locked inside.

[Rizban]

[roll0] rolling...

[planswalker]

He jgives a grateful prayer to Seelia and heads back to his employer's house.

[Rizban]

The employer meets you at the front door.

"Where have you been?! I got so worried that I was going to die!"

[planswalker]

at least he trusts me.

"Got sucked through the portal to a death trap. Narrowly escaped with my life." Confident that he won't get sucked in twice in a row, Bear once more picks up the portable... portal and puts it in his pocket.

[roll0]

[Rizban]

It's in his pocket.

[planswalker]

"Well, anything else threatening in your house I've forgotten to secure?"

[Rizban]

"Well, there was these two creepy bird things that were giving me evil looks, but they vanished. Probably to plot my death somehow..."

[planswalker]

"Well, you sleep for now. If something happens were you need to be awoken, I have a spell guaranteed to do the trick."

[Rizban]

"Okay."

He goes upstairs, puts on his slippers, a leather glove on his left hand, and a night cap turned inside out, then climbs into bed.

[planswalker]

Bear wishes that Camraman was here with him. He'd be able to take first watch and let him sleep. However, it could potentially be days before he comes back. When he does, though, he should have all the info he needs. Camraman was quite thorough.

[Rizban]

Indeed, Bear sees no sign of his companion returning anytime soon.

[planswalker]

Bear stayss up and watches through the night patrolling the house in case someone sneaks in.

[Rizban]

In the middle of the night, Bear hears something downstairs. It sounds like the front door just opened.

[planswalker]

Bear hurries down the stairs to see what's going on.

[Rizban]

You see a strange man enter through the unlocked front door carrying a small bag. He whispers into the bag, but you don't hear what he says.

[planswalker]

I convert stone shape to summon [roll0]eagles to attack him.

[Rizban]

The eagles appear.

[planswalker]

Having summoned them around the intruder, Bear commands them to attack:

Eagele 1
Talon:
[roll0] for [roll1] and [roll2] cold
Talon:
[roll3] for [roll4] and [roll5] cold
bite:
[roll6] for [roll7] and [roll8] cold
Eagele 2
Talon:
[roll9] for [roll10] and [roll11] cold
Talon:
[roll12] for [roll13] and [roll14] cold
bite:
[roll15] for [roll16] and [roll17] cold
Eagele 3
Talon:
[roll18] for [roll19] and [roll20] cold
Talon:
[roll21] for [roll22] and [roll23] cold
bite:
[roll24] for [roll25] and [roll26] cold

[planswalker]

cirt confirm for the 2 nat 20's

Talon: - eagle 2
[roll0] for [roll1] and [roll2] cold
Talon: - eagle 3
[roll3] for [roll4] and [roll5] cold

[Rizban]

They shred the poor, hapless man to death. His body falls to the ground, long strands of ripped flesh hanging from it as blood pools in the carpet.

[planswalker]

... did I just kill a hireling or the actual threat.

Trying to keep from being sick, Bear investigates the remains to try and determine what the intruder was doing here.

For now, the eagles will remain where they are.

[Rizban]

He finds a man in what remains of a slightly worn business suit. Other than the bag he was talking into, Bear sees nothing of note without inspecting th body much closer.

[planswalker]

Bear opens the bag, wondering what's inside.

[Rizban]

A massive beaver quickly crawls out of the bag, biting at him.
[roll0]
[roll1] + [roll2]

[planswalker]

The eagles swarm the beaver, attacking it while Bear withdraws as far away as he can get.

the eagles' attacks:

Eagle 1:
talon
[roll0] for [roll1] and [roll2]
talon
[roll3] for [roll4] and [roll5]
bite
[roll6] for [roll7] and [roll8]
Eagle 2:
talon
[roll9] for [roll10] and [roll11]
talon
[roll12] for [roll13] and [roll14]
bite
[roll15] for [roll16] and [roll17]
Eagle 3:
talon
[roll18] for [roll19] and [roll20]
talon
[roll21] for [roll22] and [roll23]
bite
[roll24] for [roll25] and [roll26]
in case of crits, here are the confirmation rolls for all the attacks.

you know, if I get 9 nat 20's in a row.

Eagle 1:
talon
[roll27] for [roll28] and [roll29]
talon
[roll30] for [roll31] and [roll32]
bite
[roll33] for [roll34] and [roll35]
Eagle 2:
talon
[roll36] for [roll37] and [roll38]
talon
[roll39] for [roll40] and [roll41]
bite
[roll42] for [roll43] and [roll44]
Eagle 3:
talon
[roll45] for [roll46] and [roll47]
talon
[roll48] for [roll49] and [roll50]
bite
[roll51] for [roll52] and [roll53]

[Rizban]

The beaver takes a total of 40 damage.

The beaver responds by biting one eagle and slapping one behind him with his tail.
[roll0]
[roll1]

[roll2]
[roll3]

[planswalker]

Bear summons [roll0] eagles.

they all attack the beaver, both the two old ones and the [roll0] new ones.

attack/damage rolls in the next post.

[planswalker]

The convocation of eagles tear at the horrid beaver with icy precision.

eagle 1:
talon a:
[roll0] for [roll1] and [roll2]
talon b:
[roll3] for [roll4] and [roll5]
bite:
[roll6] for [roll7] and [roll8]
eagle 2:
talon a:
[roll9] for [roll10] and [roll11]
talon b:
[roll12] for [roll13] and [roll14]
bite:
[roll15] for [roll16] and [roll17]
eagle 3:
talon a:
[roll18] for [roll19] and [roll20]
talon b:
[roll21] for [roll22] and [roll23]
bite:
[roll24] for [roll25] and [roll26]
eagle 4:
talon a:
[roll27] for [roll28] and [roll29]
talon b:
[roll30] for [roll31] and [roll32]
bite:
[roll33] for [roll34] and [roll35]
eagle 5:
talon a:
[roll36] for [roll37] and [roll38]
talon b:
[roll39] for [roll40] and [roll41]
bite:
[roll42] for [roll43] and [roll44]
eagle 6:
talon a:
[roll45] for [roll46] and [roll47]
talon b:
[roll48] for [roll49] and [roll50]
bite:
[roll51] for [roll52] and [roll53]
eagle 7:
talon a:
[roll54] for [roll55] and [roll56]
talon b:
[roll57] for [roll58] and [roll59]
bite:
[roll60] for [roll61] and [roll62]
crit confirm:
eagle 1:
talon a:
[roll63] for [roll64] and [roll65]
talon b:
[roll66] for [roll67] and [roll68]
bite:
[roll69] for [roll70] and [roll71]
eagle 2:
talon a:
[roll72] for [roll73] and [roll74]
talon b:
[roll75] for [roll76] and [roll77]
bite:
[roll78] for [roll79] and [roll80]
eagle 3:
talon a:
[roll81] for [roll82] and [roll83]
talon b:
[roll84] for [roll85] and [roll86]
bite:
[roll87] for [roll88] and [roll89]
eagle 4:
talon a:
[roll90] for [roll91] and [roll92]
talon b:
[roll93] for [roll94] and [roll95]
bite:
[roll96] for [roll97] and [roll98]
eagle 5:
talon a:
[roll99] for [roll100] and [roll101]
talon b:
[roll102] for [roll103] and [roll104]
bite:
[roll105] for [roll106] and [roll107]
eagle 6:
talon a:
[roll108] for [roll109] and [roll110]
talon b:
[roll111] for [roll112] and [roll113]
bite:
[roll114] for [roll115] and [roll116]
eagle 7:
talon a:
[roll117] for [roll118] and [roll119]
talon b:
[roll120] for [roll121] and [roll122]
bite:
[roll123] for [roll124] and [roll125]

oh, and the spell I convert is: mass snake's swiftness

[Rizban]

This time, the horrid beaver takes 60 damage.

The beaver attacks again.


[roll1] + [roll2] acid

[roll3]
[roll]d+

[planswalker]

The congregation lost a member, but strike with frigid revenge for their fallen member.

eagle 1:
talon a:
[roll0] for [roll1] and [roll2]
talon b:
[roll3] for [roll4] and [roll5]
bite:
[roll6] for [roll7] and [roll8]
eagle 2:
talon a:
[roll9] for [roll10] and [roll11]
talon b:
[roll12] for [roll13] and [roll14]
bite:
[roll15] for [roll16] and [roll17]
eagle 3:
talon a:
[roll18] for [roll19] and [roll20]
talon b:
[roll21] for [roll22] and [roll23]
bite:
[roll24] for [roll25] and [roll26]
eagle 4:
talon a:
[roll27] for [roll28] and [roll29]
talon b:
[roll30] for [roll31] and [roll32]
bite:
[roll33] for [roll34] and [roll35]
eagle 5:
talon a:
[roll36] for [roll37] and [roll38]
talon b:
[roll39] for [roll40] and [roll41]
bite:
[roll42] for [roll43] and [roll44]
eagle 6:
talon a:
[roll45] for [roll46] and [roll47]
talon b:
[roll48] for [roll49] and [roll50]
bite:
[roll51] for [roll52] and [roll53]eagle 1:
talon a:
[roll54] for [roll55] and [roll56]
talon b:
[roll57] for [roll58] and [roll59]
bite:
[roll60] for [roll61] and [roll62]
eagle 2:
talon a:
[roll63] for [roll64] and [roll65]
talon b:
[roll66] for [roll67] and [roll68]
bite:
[roll69] for [roll70] and [roll71]
eagle 3:
talon a:
[roll72] for [roll73] and [roll74]
talon b:
[roll75] for [roll76] and [roll77]
bite:
[roll78] for [roll79] and [roll80]
eagle 4:
talon a:
[roll81] for [roll82] and [roll83]
talon b:
[roll84] for [roll85] and [roll86]
bite:
[roll87] for [roll88] and [roll89]
eagle 5:
talon a:
[roll90] for [roll91] and [roll92]
talon b:
[roll93] for [roll94] and [roll95]
bite:
[roll96] for [roll97] and [roll98]
eagle 6:
talon a:
[roll99] for [roll100] and [roll101]
talon b:
[roll102] for [roll103] and [roll104]
bite:
[roll105] for [roll106] and [roll107]

[Rizban]

The horrid beaver dies.
Bear gets 4000xp from his various misadventures.

[planswalker]

Bear keeps the eagles vigilant. He cures himself for [roll0] damage as he moves over to the bag, looking inside to see what else is in it.

[Rizban]

There is a bit of water in the bottom and a half chewed log.

[planswalker]

Bear has the eagles feed before their durations end, informing them to leave the head of the man unharmed.

Recognizing that a large badger and a log are likely indications of extra-dimensional space, bear assumes this to be a bag of holding.

Bear takes the bag as his own possession.

Satisfied that the danger to his client has passed, he sleeps.

When he wakes up, Bear tells his client, "Well, the man who has been threatening your life with beavers and poisoned needles is dead." Bear hands him the head. "Do you recognize this man?"

[Rizban]

"It's the jerk who beat me out at designing the block of flats!"

[planswalker]

"Well, suffice it to say that I think you'll win the next flat design contest against him." Bear said flatly. "With him dead, you should find your life much safer. If you need my help again, do not hesitate to ask. If that is all, I shall take my leave of you. I will cheat you by offering you services you no longer need."

[Rizban]

"But who is going to keep me from dying?!"

He begins to panic.

[planswalker]

"You will. By living a life not fraught with undue fears. The man who sought your life is dead, and all indications are that he was the only one. If, however, you find yourself in additional danger, please contact me as soon as you can. I swear that I will come as fast as I can."

[Rizban]

He reluctantly agrees.

[planswalker]

"It was an honor to protect you, and rest assured that for 100 gold per day, you may bring anything you feel unsafe about to me. I swear that you shall be protected."

Bear says the above as he leaves.

Wishing now that he'd held off sending camraman out for now, Bear city-shapes into a hawk and perches on the edge of the roof of the tallest building within easy reach to sleep.

Fully rested, he preps his spells for the day, choosing his standard set of protective spells.

He then asks a few discreet questions around town to learn who offers the best price on magical goods.

[roll0] in [roll1]

[Rizban]

He hears rumors of a large, extravagant shop in the Mages' Quarter that sells pretty cheap items. He also hears of a guy in Guildsman District that can get anything for the right price. He also hears one person bragging about the great deal he got on a Ring of Wizardry at this new shop on the Plaza, though he does sound like kind of a moron.

[planswalker]

Perking up at the mention of getting a ring at a great deal, Bear heads over to that shop. Perhaps that merchant will offer a good deal on trading in extradimensional items for a ring for him as well.

[Rizban]

Bear arrives at the shop, noting a sign which reads "Erbauer's Enchanted Devices and Dynamos (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=202190)."

[planswalker]

Bear spends the few days bringing camraman up to speed once he finally returns from his reconnaissance. He then seeks to know if there are any counts or similar nobles who would like a spymaster for their households. Camraman also looks for such.

doing three checks each:

[roll0] [roll1]
[roll2] [roll3]
[roll4] [roll5]

[roll6] [roll7]
[roll8] [roll9]
[roll10] [roll11]

[Rizban]

The very first hour, Bear finds rumor that a noble by the codename of "Black" is indeed seeking a master spy.

[planswalker]

Abandoning the rest of the searches and recalling Camraman, Bear city-shapes into an eagle and flies over to the estate of this "black". Camraman enters his house through the sewers.

[Rizban]

Black insists on hiring through the Sad Flint. meeting in an out of the way place in Guildsman District.

[planswalker]

The eagle and rat go to the out of the way place in the Guildsman District to try and scout out "Black" and learn more about him through observation.

[Rizban]

The place is a small, stone building about the size of a single room. No one comes or goes from within.

[planswalker]

Camraman will sneak inside to take a look around.

btw, since my urban companion is exactly like a familiar except for half again hore hp, speak with animals sooner, and animal companion re-summoning methods, can I take feats for it like it's a familiar or an animal companion? specifically, improved familiar sounds like an interesting choice.

[Rizban]

No familiar feats... unless you take a level in Arcane Hierophant from Races of the Wild.The large stone door is hard to open without hands. He will need to make a sufficient Dex check to manipulate it open.

[planswalker]

[roll0]

so, does it still qualify as an animal companion then?

[Rizban]

Yes, it's still an animal companion, even if it is more like a familiar.He manages to turn the mechanism, and he manages to just barely keep it turned and pull the heavy door open.

[planswalker]

Camraman scurries inside like the rat he is.

[Rizban]

The inside is a stone staircase leading down.

[planswalker]

The rat takes the staircase.

[Rizban]

The stairs lead down quite a ways. He finally finds a door at the bottom. "Residence of Black" is inscribed on the door. There is no visible means of opening it from outside.

[planswalker]

Bear drops the city-shape, enters the door, and goes down the stairs. He knocks on the door.

[Rizban]

A small panel slides aside. You see a pair of eyes.

"Yyyyeeeeeeeeesssss?"

[planswalker]

"A certain 'Mr Black' is looking for someone to be his spymaster. I have come to take that job."

[Rizban]

"Veeerrryyy weeeeeelllllll...."

The door begins to slowly open outward. Once open, you see a long, dark hallway lighted at regular intervals with torches. There is no sign of the man who answered the door.

[planswalker]

Bear enters and walks slowly and carefully, taking his time.

Camraman scurries on ahead, scouting out the area ahead.

[Rizban]

The hall goes for about 30 feet then ends in another door. This door stands open, revealing a large mahogany desk with a man sitting behind it, his hands folded on the desk in front of him.

"Mr... Bear, was it? So glad you could join me."

[planswalker]

hm... Ma-hogany

"It is good to be here. Now, can you inform me of the job specifics?"

[Rizban]

"Yes, I am seeking information to the discredit of one Reverend Bright, priest of Pelor. My own methods have been met with some measure of... failure. Indeed, I can't seem to find anything remiss with his actions, yet I know such must exist."

[planswalker]

"I can do that for you, find out all you need to know. For the right price."

[Rizban]

He closes his eyes for a moment. Opening them, he says, "I offer you an amount equitable to the quality of the information you bring me."

[planswalker]

"That sounds most fair. What can you tell me about Mr. Bright. It would waste both our times for me to tell you what you already know."

[Rizban]

"He is a cleric of Pelor. He seeks to destroy me and my organization, I assume so that he can usurp my position in the city for himself. I know he's involved in several unscrupulous activities, but I can't track any of them back to him directly. He's devious in his dealings and brilliant in his covers. I need something to discredit him or, preferably, destroy his influence entirely."

[planswalker]

"Of course. Do you know where he lives? Where he operates? I assume he works at the temple to Pelor."

[Rizban]

"As far as I can tell, he never leaves the temple."

[planswalker]

"Very well. One last question before I depart: Is the acquisition of this information particularly time-sensitive? How soon do you need this?"

[Rizban]

"It's not particularly time critical, except that we are locked in what is essentially a death struggle. Either he falls or I do. If I fall, you don't get paid, and I probably don't get to keep my life."

[planswalker]

"Understood. Work faster than the other guy. Very well, I shall depart and carry out the task. When I next return, you will know all you need to tear him down." With that, Bear leaves.

He begins by wracking his brain, seeing what he knows about this "Reverend Bright." While he's at it, he also ponders his employer, Mr Black.

[roll0] - the reverend
[roll1] - Mr. Black

[Rizban]

Bear recalls that Reverend Bright is well known as a philanthropist who is known for his charitable works at the temple with the less fortunate.

Bear knows very little about Mr Black. Indeed, he did not even know the man existed prior to his encounter with his hiring agent. All Bear knows is what he has experienced for himself.

[planswalker]

Bear and Camraman split up for the rest of the day and seek out more information on Reverend Bright, specifically looking for possible contacts that know him.

[roll0] in [roll1] hours.

[roll2] in [roll3] hours.

[Rizban]

Bear finds the names of two priests who work under him, both acolytes trained by Rev Bright himself and only recently promoted to full ranking within the church: Chorkin, a half-orc and sole survivor of a failed orc raid on a nearby temple outside of the city, and the Priestess Silanthe, a half-elf of whom you learn nothing of note.


Camraman discovers that the Sisters of Salvation, the most well known charitable organization in the city, has been at odds with this particular priest recently, and someone has begun a subtle smear campaign against them.

[planswalker]

Trusting a rat's nose more than his own, Bear heads over to the Sisters of Salvation to learn more.

[Rizban]

The Sisters of Salvation Center is a small two story plaster building with several open windows on the corner of Porter's Road and Steinbacher Hohl. The Sisters are going about business as usual, with several going in and out almost constantly. A small girl of about nine stands by the main entrance holding a basket of pale, white flowers, waiting to greet anyone who approaches the building.

[planswalker]

Bear approaches and says, "Greetings, I am Bear Grylls."

[Rizban]

"Would ya like to buy a flower, mister?"

[planswalker]

"I actually came to speak with your leader about something far more valuable than mere money. Money cannot buy what the Sisters do for this city."

[Rizban]

The girl looks at you and says, "Huh?"

[planswalker]

"Can I speak with your leader?"

[Rizban]

"Oh! She's inside."

She starts to pout and looks down at her flower.

[planswalker]

Wishing that he had anything in the world to give her, Bear says, "I am sorry that I cannot buy one of your flowers for you, but maybe I can give you something? What's your favorite animal?"

[Rizban]

She starts to jump up and down.

"Super giant horrid dire mammoths! They're just so cool! And they're like {snarl} and {grrrr} and {TRUMPET} and STOMP STOMP STOMP!!!"

[planswalker]

"How would you like to be as strong as an elephant for the next hour?"

Bear prayed that the girl would think a significant boost to her own strength good enough.

[Rizban]

"Do I get to stomp on people?"

[planswalker]

"Well, do you think you should step on people?"

[Rizban]

"Just the mean ones."

[planswalker]

"Would the Sisters approve of you stomping on the mean ones?"

[Rizban]

"Probably."

[planswalker]

"Well, you know that with great power comes great responsibility, and it would be best if you made the sisters proud with how mature and responsible you are with your power. So, only smash them if they truly deserve it." He gives her a conspiratorial wink and casts bull's strength upon her. "Enjoy." He says as he enters the building.

[Rizban]

A tall blonde in her mid 30s is leading evening prayers for a group of about 15 younger women. Two other women are walking among the younger women speaking with each individually in hushed whispers.

[planswalker]

He dutifully bows his head and joins in the prayer, waiting for the service to let out before approaching the leader.

[Rizban]

The prayers last about an hour before finally ending.

[planswalker]

Bear dutifully prays with them. At the end of the hour, he walks up to the leader and says, "Excuse me, miss, but I am Bear Grylls. Would you have a moment to speak with me privately? I represent a party whose interests and your own coincide along certain aspects."

[Rizban]

She looks are the rather ragged man who has been eating subsisting on trash and sleeping on the streets.

"Sir, if you are in need of a warm meal and a bath, then we are willing to provide without your needing to try to prove your worth in some way. Come, I can get you what you need."

She tries to lead you back towards the front where a few small boxes with meals in them lay waiting.

[planswalker]

"Alas, madam, you misunderstand. I choose to live simply not because I am unable but because it helps me connect to the heart of the city better. I am gathering information on a certain Reverend Bright in the hopes of showing that he is not all that he seems. I was hoping you could help give me a new side to him."

[Rizban]

At the mention of his name, her expression sours.

"Do not mention that name here. This is a holy site."

[planswalker]

"So I understand. I am hoping to discredit him so that he does not have the power or influence necessary to oppose justice and life again. If there is anything you could tell me about him, I will use it to ensure he cannot continue his abominations."

[Rizban]

She turns and summons two of the younger Sisters and whispers a command to them. They turn and hasten off.

"My fellow Sisters will be joining us shortly. Please, wait here."

She excuses herself and enters a back room.

[planswalker]

Assuming that his sense motive check doesn't reveal deception in her voice, he waits here.

If it does, he has camraman follow her.

[Rizban]

It detects suspicion and anger, but nothing more.

A few minutes later, she steps out of the room and enters another door, motioning you for you to join her.

[planswalker]

Bear joins her.

[Rizban]

In the back room, Bear finds her standing there flanked by two rather imposing looking women. She addresses you and doesn't seem very happy at all.

"Now, sir, tell me everything, and don't try my patience. I've had enough dealings with him to suspect you're working for him. Out with it."

[planswalker]

"He is a cleric of Pelor. He seeks to destroy my employer, a Mr Black, and his organization. He assumes that his goal is to usurp position in the city for himself. It is suspected that he's involved in several unscrupulous activities, but track any of them back to him directly has so far been met with failure. He's devious in his dealings and brilliant in his covers. It is believed that he never leaves the temple."

"That is what I know of the reverend. My task is now to learn enough about him and gather sufficient evidence that I can discredit him and end his practices. My initial digging around revealed to me that the Sisters of Salvation, one of the most important charities in this sad city, has been at odds with him and I suspect he's behind a recent smear campaign against you. I was hoping you could help enlighten me more on his activities. I promise you, my goal is to bring him down."

[Rizban]

"Hmm... Unfortunately, we know little more than you. He is definitely a powerful cleric of Pelor, and it is definitely him leading the campaign against us, though we also cannot prove this. It's like he is untouchable.

We aren't exactly a conspiratorial organization, so we don't have spies and informants. I don't know exactly what it is that you expect us to be able to provide; however, anything we can do is offered."

[planswalker]

"I am trying to learn more about the person himself. What has he done specifically in relation to you? What does his smear campaign do exactly?"

[Rizban]

"Various rumors have been started about us that have damaged our credibility. Chief among them are the ones that we keep the majority of the donated money for ourselves and that we only help the misfortuned for a chance at political power. Neither of which have any source of truth; however, they are also not easy to disprove.

It can't be proven that he is behind these lies, but they stink of him."

[planswalker]

"Very well."

well, that was a complete waste of time.

[Rizban]

Maybe, maybe not... You haven't asked them anything other than about the rumors.

[planswalker]

"I am trying to learn more about the person himself. What has he done specifically in relation to you? What does his smear campaign do exactly?"
the bold parts were not about the rumors.


"Is there anything else you could tell me that might be of help?"

[Rizban]

"Well, he never seems to leave the temple, so he hasn't done anything directly to us. There have been a few thugs that have been harassing some of the Sisters lately, and last month there was a raid by the priests of Pelor on this very building due to "reports of undead activity." They disrupted everything completely. It's been hellish."

[planswalker]

"I see. I'll keep my eyes and ears out then, looking out for any thugs that harass your sisters. I cannot promise that I can make them stop immediately, for my talents lie in espionage and not combat, but I will use what talents I do have to ensure that the ultimate source of the problem is taken care of."

[Rizban]

"Thank you, but don't just antagonize them. That will only make it worse."

[planswalker]

"That is the attitude of an abused victim who's given up. Don't tell me that's something you'd tell a woman whose husband is abusive."

[Rizban]

"I'm telling you to either put a stop to them or to leave them alone. If you just make them mad and get one of my Sisters killed, I will have you hunted down and brought to court for justice."

[planswalker]

"If I botch things up badly enough to get worse, I will willingly help you bring me to justice."

[Rizban]

She gives you one curt nod.

[planswalker]

Bear leaves, and heads over to the temple to Pelor.

[Rizban]

The temple of Pelor is a large complex, surrounded by a single, unbroken, save for a single gatehouse, round wall covered with golden accents designed to look like the sun when viewed from above. A massive golden sun the size of a troll sits atop the center of the temple. Though not quite the largest temple in the city, it dominates the district by its shear expense.

[planswalker]

Hm... so much wealth and yet they oppose the Sisters? Whatever for?

Bear urbanshapes into an eagle and perches on the top of the oversized sun. Camraman searches for a rathole to enter by.

[Rizban]

As you approach the sun, you feel a presence within it. You suddenly feel like sitting atop it would be a very bad idea.

Camraman circles the entire temple and finds no point of ingress save for the gatehouse. The walls are intact and unbroken.

[planswalker]

Camraman will do his best to sneak into the gatehouse.

Bear will attempt a spellcraft to identify the nature of this magic sun, should it prove magical. [roll0]

[Rizban]

Bear does not identify anything magical about it.

Camraman does not think it wise for him to try to sneak past and is reluctant to do so.

[planswalker]

Bear sweeps down and grabs Camraman up in his talons, informing him of the revised plan on the wing.

Bear flies up to the roof of the building and sets Camraman down. "Think you can find your way in from up here?"