Oblongata Rising: A D&D 4E Campaign (IC)

[Jarl11]

Volker, the literate

Volker will make his way causiously inside and stand back as Aurelious talks about the sac. He will then make his way to the books and torn pages to glance through them and see if anything seems connected or stands out, using his staff to move the pages or books as much as possible.

[Creed]

Aurelios Human Swordmage|Wizard
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"It is a cross between a slug and a snake, except more wrinkly and extraordinarily quick." Aurelios will continue to describe any forth details he recalls from his brief encounter. "It was still alive when I put it in here, but it stopped moving around afterwards. I do not recommend opening the bag without precautions." the normally adventurous elemental seems to have some of his bluster.

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Arcana +12: Intelligence and Half Level +5 plus Training +5 plus Background +2 = [roll0]
If either Heal or Nature would be better, Aurelios has +8 in both. Just use the Arcana roll and subtract 4 from the total.

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Nothing comes to mind about the creature, specifically.

Volker, the literate

Volker will make his way causiously inside and stand back as Aurelious talks about the sac. He will then make his way to the books and torn pages to glance through them and see if anything seems connected or stands out, using his staff to move the pages or books as much as possible.

The books and pages are all notes on trade routes and cargo manifests.

[Ramsus]

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Use Magic Items Dungeoneering: (1d20+1)[12]

[Creed]

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Use Magic Items Dungeoneering: [roll0]

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The ooze doesn't strike you as a living creature, judging by its lack of movement when the group enters the apartment, but you otherwise recall any information regarding it.

[Yarael]

Aurelios Human Swordmage|Wizard
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"Do you suppose it is possible this green ooze is all that remains of our friend Chandler?" Aurelios asks with trepidation.

[Ramsus]

"I sure hope not." Abigail says, not sure what to think.

[Yarael]

Aurelios Human Swordmage|Wizard
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"The barrels of dragon remains did not walk out by themselves. Someone on this street could have seen who took left with them, and which direction. May take convincing, but perhaps we can get someone to talk with us."

[Vesth]

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"We could ask the neighbours, but I'm won't be surprised if we can't find anything. We might though." Marlek peers out the window and tries to make out anything through the almost-opaque glass. "We should at least tell Traban what happened here. My concern now is that, if they found out it was Chandler, they found out it was us."

[Creed]

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"We could ask the neighbours, but I'm won't be surprised if we can't find anything. We might though." Marlek peers out the window and tries to make out anything through the almost-opaque glass. "We should at least tell Traban what happened here. My concern now is that, if they found out it was Chandler, they found out it was us."

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The creature Aurelios captured seems like something from the Far Realm, but you're not sure quite what. As you examine the ooze, you're almost positive that it isn't a living creature.

[Dac]

Belle hesitates at the door, peering inside. That there was a struggle seemed too obvious to even bother mentioning. The ooze ... and the thing that Aurelios had in his bag ... that was more unnerving. "I don't suppose anyone remembers what kind of boots Master Chandler wore- ... is wearing," she corrects herself, casting a look at the boot floating in the green goop.

[herodofcows]

Alaric stands aghast, having brought up the rear. Somebody took his barrels? His delicious, meat-filled barrels?

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Oh meat!
You were sumpt'ous and sav'ry
Your juices amazed me
You'd've been good with gravy
If I could just eat
The meat!

Oh meat!
You were tender but hard-won
I'd have eaten you well-done
Yet now there is someone
Someone out to eat
My meat!

Putting on a brave face, he moves to inspect the marks where his precious barrels were.

"Perhaps we'll find some clue in what they've taken?" he asks to everyone and no one in particular, straining to see any indication for scuff marks or excess fluid . . . any clue, really.

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Perception: (1d20+3)[7]

[Creed]

Alaric stands aghast, having brought up the rear. Somebody took his barrels? His delicious, meat-filled barrels?

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Oh meat!
You were sumpt'ous and sav'ry
Your juices amazed me
You'd've been good with gravy
If I could just eat
The meat!

Oh meat!
You were tender but hard-won
I'd have eaten you well-done
Yet now there is someone
Someone out to eat
My meat!

Putting on a brave face, he moves to inspect the marks where his precious barrels were.

"Perhaps we'll find some clue in what they've taken?" he asks to everyone and no one in particular, straining to see any indication for scuff marks or excess fluid . . . any clue, really.

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You get the distinct suspicion that someone took the barrels. Aside from that, you don't think anything else was taken.

[Ramsus]

Abigail turns to Belle and replies, "They do look similar...."

[herodofcows]

Aha! The barrels were indeed taken! The game was afoot! Alaric quickly turns his newfound skill at deduction to the next relevant clue.

The boots! He barrels (pun intended) over to the boots and examines them with a critical eye.

Are these boots . . . footwear, Alaric?

Damn it, Other Alaric, I'm a sellsword, not an academician! Speak Common!

Are they things that one might wear upon the feet? Do they have the requisite bootsiness to be worn upon the lower extremities? LET US INVESTIGATE!!!

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Perception of bootsiness: (1d20+3)[12]

[Creed]

Aha! The barrels were indeed taken! The game was afoot! Alaric quickly turns his newfound skill at deduction to the next relevant clue.

The boots! He barrels (pun intended) over to the boots and examines them with a critical eye.

Are these boots . . . footwear, Alaric?

Damn it, Other Alaric, I'm a sellsword, not an academician! Speak Common!

Are they things that one might wear upon the feet? Do they have the requisite bootsiness to be worn upon the lower extremities? LET US INVESTIGATE!!!

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Perception of bootsiness: [roll0]

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You deduce that the boot is indeed suspended in the ooze, and that, if one were to be so inclined, the boot could be donned upon a foot to serve as some sort of garment.

[gac3]

None of this bodes well. Oris is clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

[Yarael]

Aurelios Human Swordmage|Wizard
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Aurelios begins to go door to door, looking for someone who may have seen or heard something in the last couple of hours.

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Streetwise +0: Charisma and Half Level +0 = (1d20)[2](2)

[Creed]

Aurelios Human Swordmage|Wizard
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Aurelios begins to go door to door, looking for someone who may have seen or heard something in the last couple of hours.

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Very few people come to their doors, and those who do open them only a few inches, glance at you cautiously, then slam the door without explanation when they hear your question.

[Jarl11]

Volker, the almost watchful

Volker begins to eye everything with suspicion and dislike. Maybe they are just playing with us and watching what we do... or maybe it's a trap... or maybe there's nothing here. Not seeing much else to do in the room and feeling a little cramped, the half-elf decides to wait outside, across the street on his "seat" and keep an eye out.

"This place is... less than appealing. Perhaps there is somewhere else we could look without all the... ooze. Good luck with the door knocking, I shall keep a look outside and see if anyone else is watching the building! "
With a glance around and a shudder, he makes his way calmly outside.

[herodofcows]

Alaric sees Aurelios meandering amongst the citizenry and ponders the excellence of this idea . . .

But the bootsiness! We have established that they are bootsy! We must . . .

Ok, shut up Alaric. No time for your . . .

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"WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR YOUR S***, BOY!" his uncle yelled, brandishing . . .

Shudders quake his frame, and then stop.

Alaric makes tracks to the house across the way, intending to question those who'd have had the best view. Door-to-door questioning was well and good, but Alaric had always excelled in the personal touch.

"Excuse me!" he calls, affixing a winning smile to his face and trusting in the positive racism that being a half-elf tended to garner him, "I wonder if you might be able to help us? We're looking into the disappearance of your neighbor, and we'd be happy to reward any public-minded citizen that might help us in our inquiries . . ."

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Diplomacy with Knack for Success: (1d20+14)[24]

[Creed]

Alaric sees Aurelios meandering amongst the citizenry and ponders the excellence of this idea . . .

But the bootsiness! We have established that they are bootsy! We must . . .

Ok, shut up Alaric. No time for your . . .

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"WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR YOUR S***, BOY!" his uncle yelled, brandishing . . .

Shudders quake his frame, and then stop.

Alaric makes tracks to the house across the way, intending to question those who'd have had the best view. Door-to-door questioning was well and good, but Alaric had always excelled in the personal touch.

"Excuse me!" he calls, affixing a winning smile to his face and trusting in the positive racism that being a half-elf tended to garner him, "I wonder if you might be able to help us? We're looking into the disappearance of your neighbor, and we'd be happy to reward any public-minded citizen that might help us in our inquiries . . ."

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The door pops open just long enough for someone to hear what you have to say, then they spit out,
"Youdaf, mate? No-un'll talka to ya,"
They slam the door shut quickly.

[Ramsus]

Abigail takes out a flask and puts some of the ooze in it and then says, "Well, seeing as how none of us have any clue what this is and we're not having any luck asking the neighbors, I think we should bring this to Mr. Castle and see if he can tell us anything about it."

She adds, "Oh, and maybe someone should bring the boot. For a scrying ritual or such in case we happen to come across some means of doing so."

[Yarael]

Aurelios Human Swordmage|Wizard
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"It seems presumptive to assume Mr. Castle will have forgiven us so quickly for committing violence upon his self. Is there someone else we can seek this knowledge of? Any other sages or scholars of unknown in this City?"

[herodofcows]

Eyebrows raised, Alaric returns to the group. I guess their silence isn't surprising. A good syndicate teaches the rabble to shut their traps . . .

"Maybe we can ask around?" he asks, catching the tail-end of the conversation, "Preferably in a part of the city that we haven't caused a scene in, yet? The Sea Ward, I'd reckon, or the nastier wards if we don't want attention from a nice, businessy crime organization. . ."

Figuring out more about the boot (minus its subtle bootsiness) seems a reasonable course. The barrels . . . well, dragon meat seems a powerful thing for the palate, but maybe the right brain-mook might know if its got some more sparky properties? Hmph.

Should we be worried that we have a small portion of the barrels' contents in our digestive tract?

Nah. All we need to do is buy some streetside barbecue and we'll be able to eject it from our gut in short order!

[Ramsus]

"I don't recall personally being violent or being responsible for Belle's actions, so maybe I will have better luck with Mr Castle than those of you who feel you are? If you wish to seek help elsewhere I won't stop you, but I see no reason why I shouldn't try asking." Abigail says.

[Vesth]

"I have to agree with Abigail. He's the most knowledgable person in the city we've met by far, and as much as I can understand it, he shouldn't be harboring any ill will to most of us."

He turns to the door. "Aurelios, can you send a message to Traban about this? He might be more agreeable to help now that his good friend is dead."

[Yarael]

Aurelios Human Swordmage|Wizard
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"We do not know that Chandler is dead." Aurelios pauses a moment, his head bowed while a few raindrops splatter to the ground.

"Chandler has disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Home ransacked, items missing, green ooze, foul creature all that remain. You know where to find us. Aurelios." he whispers into the wind, his words being borne by the spirits of the air to Traban's office.

"it will take an hour or so to arrive, and there is no guarantee Traban will be there to recieve it. As in all things magic has it limits."

[Dac]

"Then maybe I should stay here and make sure that his things are not ... disturbed more than they already have," Belle said. Given how their last encounter with Castle had ended, she supposed staying away from the man would be the best idea. "And await Traban's word. What of his daughter?"

[gac3]

I agree with Abigail Oris says. I will certainly be accompanying her to Mr. Castle, should she choose to go.

[Ramsus]

"Alright, so should we meet back up here or at the inn?" Abigail asks.