Planejammer Factions: Pink Party

[Squid Thingy!]

Feliks glances quickly and curiously at Raid when he hears the question. Do warforged even eat lunch? They're constructs, they shouldn't have to eat... Perhaps this one is faulty...

[Melamoto]

Aamus chuckled a little at the Warforged's comment, while he looked all around him, especially at the other recruits. He wondered what their talents were, and whether they would be competition to him. And Paumpa...

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(1d20+11)[14] Knowledge (Local) check to identify Paumpa's race (Assuming he's humanoid).

[afroakuma]

Aamus

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You have absolutely no idea what Paumpa could be.

Also, please delegate OOC actions to spoiler boxes.

[afroakuma]

Someone in the group has created an illusion of a thundercloud above Sas' head, causing him to cast a dirty look around the group as he speaks, trying to roust out the culprit behind the illusion. Sighing, he continues along, with many in the group giving amused smirks - until one of them, a large, round fellow with an inflated neck, whips out a long, three-forked tongue, grabbing the illusion and yanking it into his mouth, humming contentedly. Several in the group give him sharp glares for ruining their fun. The portly creature looks rather sheepish.

A couple of others ask questions pertaining to weapons and extraplanar travel within the guildhouse.

"Ahem. Weapons are permitted in the guildhouse; there are far worse things being brought in, and of course some of us are simnply natural hazards. We ask, for the sake of politeness, that magical weapons of bane be registered with us and denatured while on the premises."

"Many areas of the guildhouse are barred to extraplanar travel. We also keep an extensive portal network on-site, and those that we don't have here we can usually locate for you. There are fees for the use of certain portals, of course, and for any portal keys you might require. Your guild membership gives you a discount on these."

From the back of the crowd, someone impudently asks when he will get his next mission. Sas directs a vicious look to the vicinity of the voice, then answers.

"After your orientation and outfitting, you may return to the lobby to seek a contract or charter, or otherwise do as you please."

[Squid Thingy!]

Feliks nods with Paumpa's words, really trying to listen only to the actually words and not the voice making them.

[afroakuma]

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I should force a Will save.

[Squid Thingy!]

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To what? Avoid insanity?

[lvl 1 fighter]

Raid listens to the man drone, his voice fading to an annoying buzz in the background. If requesting lunch confused him, let's try falling asleep...

Raid slowly lets his head nod forward a few times before it slumps to his shoulder. He relaxes his body, letting it slide a little lower in the seat. Faint snoring sounds can be heard from his mouth. He dims the lights behind his lenses, though it doesn't affect his vision as he keeps his eyes on Sas, watching for his reaction.

[afroakuma]

A sound from behind signals a glorious reprieve from the nasal squawking of Paumpa Sas. Turning, you see that the stone doors have opened, and the crowd of would-be fortune seekers slowly moves into the auditorium.

As you enter, you see a main podium with several smaller podiums, each manned by a different being, save the one at the center. When the crowd is settled, your hated tour guide walks up to the stage, formally introduces himself and then, perhaps sensing the general sentiment in the room, introduces the guildmaster, Avery Wey.

As Sas leaves the stage, the rear wall begins to convulse and ripple. Arcane lightnings and sparks dance across its surface. A rift, blazing with blue and prismatic light, widens the length and height of the wall, revealing a cloudy gray sky and the branches of a tree of fantastic size. The prow of a great ship comes through the portal, and a humanoid jumps down from it, stepping up to the podium to fair applause. He appears to be a human with tousled brown hair and wild blue eyes, wearing ivory and black with weapons stowed liberally around his person.

"Greetings, all! I am Avery Wey, the Guildmaster of the Wayfinders' Guild! Ten years ago, in the wake of the lich Vecna's attack on the city, I founded this guild to..."

Wey begins veering off into the history of the guild, but snaps back quickly enough when he senses the loss of interest in the room.

"Now then! The Wayfinders' Guild has obviously grown by leaps and bounds over the past decade, and we now maintain affiliations with the Sensates, the lillendi, the Indigardi and many local partners on Toril, on Krynn, on Oerth and the Rock of Bral. Our interests are both Prime and planar, and we reinforce this with a network of dedicated and hired portals, as well as our own fleet of spelljammers and planejammers."

"As members of the Guild, you will represent our diverse interest in your own fashion, taking the resources we offer and using them as an investment to provide a high-class service to individuals, communities, peoples and worlds. And yes," he smirks, "those individuals might be yourselves."

"For a nominal percentage, you will gain access to the services of the guild, both the material and the intangible. We have exclusive agreements with the mercane and arcane, as well as a sweeping contract to rent charter helms for spacegoing missions."

"In the Guild we follow simple rules, and you will follow them as well.

Rule 1: Maintain the Guild's image. We don't mind critique, but the public and those who hire you should look favorably upon guild services. We like return customers.

Rule 2: There is to be no killing within the Guildhouse or on guild premises. We enjoy a certain amount of autonomy within our domains, and we don't need to give the authorities a reason to come prying.

Rule 3: Do not engage in any reckless, dangerous or antagonistic release of supernatural forces within the Guildhouse or on guild premises. It makes a mess, and we don't like having to clean it up.

Rule 4: The Guild takes 10%.

Rule 5: Let me repeat this to make it perfectly clear: the Guild takes 10%.

Rule 6: Once you take on a mission, it's your commitment. If you can't handle it, then you'll have to arrange for the task to be done.

Rule 7: You do not speak for the Guild. You do not represent yourself as speaking for the Guild. You do not use your guild membership as a form of coercion or bargaining. We will know.

Now, the various departments, faculties and facilities maintain their own rules, fee schedules and all that sort of thing. You can deal with them directly; guild proctors staff most of our branches and can assist you with your needs.

You've all been recruited because you have something special - or because we couldn't find anyone better," he jokes, "and I hope that you'll find in your time with the Guild the same thing that we found in you.

"Are there any questions?

[Tackyhillbillu]

Avar listened to the man speak. He liked him better then Sas, but that wasn't saying much.

"Are there any more speeches, or can we get on with this?"

Avar didn't mind listening to people tell him things he already knew, but he prefered to get paid for that privilige.

[afroakuma]

Wey hears Avar's question and gives a soft smile. It's clear that he's no fan of this either. He takes a few more questions, and then closes the orientation, bowing deeply to the crowd as he vanishes in a crackling swirl of light and mist.

The others on stage begin to depart, and a trio of guild proctors open the stone doors, leading you to be outfitted. You note with relief that none of them is Paumpa Sas.

Down the spiraling rampway, you arrive at a large room teeming with unusual creatures, as well as with several beings that look like fluorescent gnomes and a few tall, lanky, blue-skinned humanoids. The gnomes swarm over each of you in turn as you get to the front of the line.

"Here is your guild sash. You are to wear it or keep it on your person at all times." Each of you receives a black and ivory sash in your size.

"Four iron rations..."

"Letter-of-Service... please sign this..."

"Spyglasses..."

Each of you continues through the line, ending up at the other end fully outfitted and provisioned. A proctor leads you out into the main lobby and wishes you luck.

[Squid Thingy!]

Feliks sighs and straightens his robes and sash before looking at the rest of his "team". "Well, now that that's over with. Let's get ourselves a job shall we?"

[afroakuma]

The various bureaus and pavilions of the main lobby teem with activity, but the focus seems to be a large bulletin board of sorts near the center.

[Tackyhillbillu]

Avar sighed, adjusting the sash on his Chain Shirt. He was aware that it looked a little odd, but his Chain Shirt had been there first.

"Looks like that bulletin board is that place you look at to find work."

Avar rolled his eyes.

"Advanced."

[afroakuma]

Amidst numerous posters advertising service in the Blood War, various faction advertisements and several merchants' notices you see the assignment board, where many parties are removing postings to go make a contract while members of the public come by and post new ones.

Assignment Board

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WANTED: Huyzur

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We know Huyzur's been disrupting civic post services and causing minor mischief. Now it seems he's rallied other mephits to interfere with diplomatic movements on the lower planes. We're expecting a lot of unrest because of this miscreant. Find him and snap him in two.
Bounty: 10000 gp.

Needed - Adventurous, Hardy, Strong-Willed, Persistent, Raisable Interviewers!

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Do you like to travel?

Do you like meeting new, exciting and unpredictable creatures?

Do you think you can stand up to savage mental bombardment?

Then sign on to track down and interview one of the mysterious, fascinating balseloths!

Fees to be negotiated based on raising requirements.

Charter of Recovery in the matter of the Merchant Jade

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The spacefaring vessel Merchant Jade was lost two days ago outside Realmspace. Divinations reveal it to be scuttled, all crewmembers lost. The proprietor, Cerule Charters, has authorized a recovery salvage.

The proprietor desires the unconditional return without questions or examination of the Merchant Jade's spelljamming helm. Any other spoils found among the wreckage are forfeit to the salvagers.

Seeking Security Crew

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Our survey team is set to explore the fifth planet of Rundaspace. As we are not familiar with the fauna of this planet, we seek additional forces to maintain our initial camp until we are firmly established. We will pay fees of 200 gold pieces per person per day once landed; provisioning and quarters will be supplied.

Hisan At-Jabb
Director of Rundaspace Exploration
Great Orrery Astrometrical Society

Urgent - Exotic Beast Required!!!!!

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The peoples of Ethurgha have lost their god-beast and are attacking their neighbors in retribution. A new beast (or the old one) is needed to reinstate their religious leadership and quell the savage warring.

The fee will be in Yndavian scrolls, plus monetary recompense for expenses.

Planar Wizard Needed

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A leaky portal from the Positive Energy Plane has been eluding the authorities deep in the Hive. Anyone capable of tracking down this rogue portal and dealing with any fallout that has already transpired should contact Witzen Dono, the local warden.

WANTED: Aver Walcris

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The faithful of the deity Kelemvor request any available information, and if possible the detainment and safe transport, of Aver Walcris or any spiritual remnant thereof.

Bounty: 4000 gp.

To the Faithful of Zeus

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Our great lord, Father of Gods and Men, requires aid in retrieving an important relic of the faith. This is a secret mission, to be undertaken for the glory and wonder of mighty Zeus. Please consult with Zethus, proxy of great Zeus in Olympus.

WANTED: Serge Hashramstrottler

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Assessed for Seizure of Person for Treason and Kidnapping of the Crown Heir.

Last seen planeshifting away with the princess of Imphaphor after setting off the protective wards by teleporting into her room. His path was traced to Sigil and is believed to remain there.

Bounty: 12000 gp

Seeking a Procurement Crew

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Archmage Ampotens seeks procurers to obtain esoteric arcane components for an experimental potion. Great haste would be preferred.

Wizardess Gysfyne
Tower Council of Arynchratus

Cash For Wands!!!

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Tired of that old wand of gust of wind? Feel like having a bit more gold to spend? Why not come to Hevius Blohard's Apothecary and Arcane Quartermastery and sell that wand for gold GOLD GOLD!

WANTED: Darian Gatelock

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Wanted for High Crimes against the City of Sigil as well as Petty Crimes, named here as Astral Arson, Common Arson, Assault upon a Planejamming Vessel, Sealing of the Lady's Doors, Theft, Robbery, Assault upon a Guilded Being, Assault upon Property of the City of Cigil, Magical Disruptions to Lawful Notices of Arrest, BlBlBlbgrrrUngrrhjksosi, Assault upon a Chartered Guild, Disruption of the Laddie's Doors, Murder, Theft again, Theft once more because, hey, I did it several times, Murder once more for the hell of it, Luring a Creature of the Astral Plane within the Confines of the City of Ciggle and Public Misconduct within the Sitty of Giggle

Gatelock is a renegade of the Wayfinders' Guild, known to have made off with a valuable relic destined for a very important buyer. His retrieval has not been possible via conventional divinations.

WANTED: The Mablight

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The Mablight has made off with a copy of the protocols for an important private planejamming dock. We feel that he is planning to sell these protocols to a hostile purchaser. He has been traced to Silkspace, a sphere known to be dead to divination magic. We require that you slay the Mablight and return the protocols.

Bounty: 15000 gp.

Transporters Needed

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A certain precious cargo of vital importance to the Blood War needs to be transported to a hidden location in Stygia. Several precautions will need to be taken at each step of the voyage, and no common portals may be used. Fees for transport will be generous.

- Incendius Frigidus

Convoy Investigation

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The Effluvius Vintners of Ysgard have missed their last three shipments of wraith almonds. The problem appears to be in transportation. Track down whatever is disrupting delivery so smoked wines can once again flow from Ysgard.

Convoy Investigation

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The Effluvius Vintners of Ysgard have missed their last three shipments of wraith almonds. The problem appears to be in transportation. Track down whatever is disrupting delivery so smoked wines can once again flow from Ysgard.

Seeking Upholders of Right and Goodness

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The population of fallen celestials seems to have noticeably escalated in recent weeks. A group of bureaucrats and administrators from Elysium have discovered some trends that correlate to this problem that they feel are worth investigating.

[Tackyhillbillu]

Avar looked over the jobs carefully, before settling on one.

Assessed for Seizure of Person for Treason and Kidnapping of the Crown Heir.

Last seen planeshifting away with the princess of Imphaphor after setting off the protective wards by teleporting into her room. His path was traced to Sigil and is believed to remain there.

Bounty: 12000 gp

"My votes for this one. Good pay, located in Sigil so he won't have an army or anything with him. Just find this fellow, kill him, bring this Princess back here, and each collect 2700 Gold Pieces."

[Squid Thingy!]

Feliks browsed over the many job advertisements, his eyes stopping briefly on a few of them. "Hm, WANTED: Huyzur and WANTED: Serge Hashramstrottler seem most promising to me. That and we know how much we'll be getting paid already..."

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Whatever one you settle on, you'd better decide soon. There are other parties at the board, both PC and DMPC, and they might lay claim to your mission!

[Squid Thingy!]

Feliks looks around briefly before reaching for the Wanted: Serge Hashramstrottler advertisement, hoping nobody else would try to claim it at the same time as himself.

[lvl 1 fighter]

Raid ties the black and ivory sash around his waist like a belt. He pauses for a moment, staring at the gnome handing him rations before taking them anyway.

Following the group down to the board, he reads them over carefully. "I agree Feliks. Serge is our man."

[Melamoto]

Aamus seemed interested to be getting a mission at last. "Serge, hmm? This will be interesting, at the least. I only hope this won't be too easy." And he silently hoped to himself it wouldn't be too hard, either.

[afroakuma]

Your party has the notice in its keeping, while others continue to mull over the opportunities on the board.

Feliks notices that the reverse side of the notice bears the contact information. It states to meet with the lammasu Enkhan Descens at the shrine of Pherianthrocar, on Regulus Street in the Clerks Ward.

[Squid Thingy!]

Feliks scans the contact information briefly before turning to the rest of the team. "Alright, looks like we have to go talk with some lammasu Enkhan Descens at the shrine of Pherianthrocar, on Regulus Street in the Clerks Ward. We should get going now," he says as he begins to move towards the exit of the guild house.

[Melamoto]

"Ok then, Serge's days are numbered. Let's find this "Iammasu" guy, and get this over with." said Aamus, as he followed behind Feliks, keeping his head down.

[lvl 1 fighter]

Raid reads over the notice as they leave the Guild. Teleportation...planeshifting...This Surge is either a powerful mage or else has considerable resources. He will not likely be taken lightly.

"Yes, question this Descens. Perhaps he is a representative of the Imphaphor Royal family."

[Tackyhillbillu]

Avar followed his team out. In his mind, he was already planning out what to do with the coin. It was a pleasant pastime, and a harmless one.

[afroakuma]

Your trip to the Clerks Ward takes quite a few hours, but at last you arrive. The crowd is thinner here on Bookwarden Row, and the few pasers-by you check with have not heard of Regulus Street.

[lvl 1 fighter]

"Have any of you heard of this Pherianthrocar? Perhaps there is more than one shrine." Raid asks as they walk the streets, keeping his eyes out for thieves and pickpockets.

[Melamoto]

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Knowledge (local): Pherianthrocar (1d20+11)[15]
Knowledge (local): Regulus Street (1d20+11)[14]
Aamus is going to try and put his knowledge to good use. IC post coming once I know what I should know. I expect the DC for Regulus Street to be too high to pass, but it's worth a shot if I'm already making a knowledge roll.
Hmm, my Knowledge rolls aren't working out so great.

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Aamus

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No, the DC would have been passable. Not with a 14, though.

Knowledge (local) is inappropriate for the topic of Pherianthrocar.