The Pakthryxl Proxy

The Auction
For the right price...

Goethe went through the day in his mind. The invitation had been unexpected, but highly enticing, a solicitation to join a search for wealth, treasure from an ancient and shattered continent, Azlant. The land was broken, its fortunes less so. However, only fools take such paths unprepared.

The meeting was held at a “Capatin’s Club” near the Magnimar shore. There were two humans, both charming, but one far beyond the spectrum of typical men, an Undine, and a brash kobold. Their would-be patron, Kaledith Sevardomos, laid out her intent. She had a map, and wealth equal to their combined investment, whatever that may be. It was fortuitous there were charmers better than Goethe at the table or the 60%/40% split could have ended much more unfavorably for the “investors”. After little talk, Kaledith asked Lorenz to draw up a contract, and for the rest to be ready within a week.

The remaining day and night were spent investigating ships, being threatened and fought by Scarnettis, hatching plans, and making deals. It was an eventful day.

Waking the next morning, Goethe began his preparations. He was confident in his plan, and its supposed outcome. He only tired of the fact this spell was of the enchantment school. He smiled at the irony of its usefulness now. Gathering with Aven, Saar, and Xurkwa… the Hole Mak.. (Goethe had not figured out how to refer to the kobold, as he spoke Draconic. Referring to a sentient as “Hole Maker” did not sit well with the tiefling)..the kobold, Goethe cast a Message spell so they might stay in communication during the auction. Saar assured Goethe that he would be an utterly different man at the auction. Goethe could trust the man this far; they both had their gold tied into their next actions. Saar disappeared, and the rest made their way to the harbor.

After some time, Goethe announced to any passers-by that he would now begin another demonstration of practical magic, and educate the interested in its mysteries. As a small, artless crowd gathered to watch and to argue, Goethe smiled and slowly made his way to the auction. It was at this time that Lorenz was enjoying a moment with Gradon Scarnetti and the law, taking the family head away from the auction and giving his companions greater opportunity. Though this is another story.

In the shadows, Saar became Myrrh, the Kitsune none knew him to be. Aven passed in the open daylight, an honest sailor looking to bid. The kobold slinked in and out of every hiding space in his path. All three made their way to the auction, one in light, one in shadow, one in between. The fiendspawn instructed on the arcane with reverence as the three settled into place.

As the auction begins, a passing wizard and his entourage stop, “This is a suitable place to stop. I do enjoy the breeze. Now, as I was saying about Necromancy…”, the tiefling rambles on, “Besides, these auctions can be entertaining.”

First, the Crab Cage: 2,000 gold? No? 1900? Yes! Do I hear 2000? Yes! 2100?

“That’s enough of that”, thinks the tiefling. As he casts his enchantment from near the edge of the spell’s range, the cue for his “raven” to appear is made. Poof! “I have made my invisible raven visible again, you see. This is very helpful for those who care deeply for their pets.”
The other bidder seemed to utterly lose interest in the ship, seemingly defeated.

The Crab Cage had been won by Aven for the measly sum of 2200 gold, a victory for their party. The hard part had come. As Lorenz had arranged, Graydon was not here, merely some lower member of his house, and the muscle behind the party’s previous intimidations, name unknown. Goethe had never seen this man before, but Myrrh informed him of his actions. Goethe almost smiled.

“We will start this bid at 22,600!”, the auctioneer bellowed. As it was the real auction of the day, many nobles bid earnestly and highly for the Valdemar VII, but none more fiercely than the Scarnetti man. As the bidding neared 30,000 gold, Goethe knew it was time. Casting his esoteric enchantment once again, his “raven” blinked away,

“…and so our pets can be shielded once again from prying eyes.”

The Scarnetti bidder, seemingly burdened by some terrible thought, refused to bid further. Even though his muscular companion manhandled him and nearly shook him dead in the interim, the little man would bid no more. The VII was won, at the reasonable price of 32,000 gold. The “muscle” cast the bidding paddle to the ground, shattering it. He stormed off, fuming.

It would not be a lie to say Goethe was pleased. In 30 minutes, his party had managed to not only buy a suitable ship, but ensure that their plans would mature. The Valdemar VII was theirs, the Valdemar family was in their debt. The Golemworks would be pleased the Apparatus was acquired successfully, without suspicion, at a lesser cost, and would repay them with animation magics on their new ship. In addition, they had deftly evaded the suspicion of the Scarnetti.

Besides, the Scarnetti tried to intimidate (and stab) us first, so really, fuck those guys.

Game 0.1
Ambush on the way to church

The information of the value of the cargo of the Crab Cage, it was decided to use this to our advantage. Lorenz, Goethe, and I went to the Golem Works to get an audience with the principal acquisitioneer. Lorenz spoke with the mage in the guard post. The words and aura about Lorenz just makes people do whatever he wants them to do. It is an impressive talent. Is it an internal, learned strength, or is there something magical about that man. It did not take too long for the guard to fumble over himself and go and get a Half-orc mage, Garash.

Few words were exchanged between them, and we were invited in to have a conversation. I would like to consider it a conversation, but there was far more being said in the silence than what was spoken. Lorenz passed a note to Garash with an amount for our silence or support for them to get the Crab Cage. Garash did not appreciate this amount and there were offers and counter offers. Finally, an offer to animate our future ship was intriguing enough for us to talk this through. Sadly, none of this really means anything to me. Goethe seemed to think that the offer is more than generous for our help. It was decided upon, and we were told that we would get a decision early in the morning from the Golem Works. Prior to leaving, Garash gave us a note with a seal to hand to any of the mages of the Golem Works that would stop them from attacking us. It seems the Scarnetti’s have already visited here and received aid from them. This family is becoming more and more annoying to our goals.

Goethe left to do some preparation for tomorrow morning. Lorenz had a couple of places to stop at, so I decided to trail him for safety purposes. It was a fine decision. One of the Golem Works’ mages appeared in the middle of the street. He did not seem to notice either of us. While we were paying attention to the mage, a Halfling attacked Lorenz from the shadows. I sprang into action and stabbed the Halfling in the back. The mage attacked me with a stream of acid that continued to burn. Lorenz immobilized the thief while I attempted to wave off the attack with the letter we received from Garash, the golem mage. Lorenz delivered the note while I continued to stick the Halfling. I was ready for him to pay for attacking us. The mage read the note and backed away leaving the fray. The Ogre-ish intimidator from the bar came onto the scene, but Lorenz was able to make him turn tail and leave with but a word. Very impressive.

The guard was on its way and I felt it time to fuck right off after dropping the halfling on the ground via his face. I left Lorenz to the guard and headed to a safe house to see what amount of capital I may be able to scrounge up for the auction tomorrow. I did not get as much as we may need, but it should be helpful.

We all circled back to Geothe’s place to continue to discuss what is necessary for the morning. I believe Lorenz may have more to say about the halfling and his dealings with the guard.

Game 0 - 7/29/13
We need to see a man about a boat.

Apparently they are called ships. A communal brief onset of focused amnesia led us together to buy a boat… ship. Given our time line and funds, our search had to be limited and we found three likely candidates.

The Valdemar VII
The most beautiful of the three, majestic, slim… magical. She is the obvious choice from my perspective. She will sail with a skeleton crew, has all the accoutrements a scrappy group of treasure hunters would need. Plus I know a man who can help with the crew. All that aside, the very best feature of this fine vessel are that, in obtaining it, we would snub that poor excuse for a nobleman, Scarnetti. If there’s one thing I will not abide, its being bullied by my lessers.

The Scarnetti family’s resources are nigh infinite, so it will require some hefty bidding, or another option, to actually obtain her. There is the possibility that we use a writ of questionable quality from the Valdemar family. They have interest in helping us, but it will require some pull at the church to honor their writ.

The Crab Cage
“Boat” is a much more appropriate term for this floating scrap yard, though rough exteriors often hide gems of high quality. Through dubious methods, Aven and Content Not Found: myrrh-humanoid were able to inspect the cargo. It seems there is a very valuable contraption that could either aid us in our journey or at least help alleviate the cost of the vessel.

While I find it the worst prospect of the lot Content Not Found: myrrh-humanoid came up with a plan with some merit. The Golemworks sent some of its best and brightest to review and likely purchase the vessel. Myrrh believes we could make an arrangement with them to purchase the vessel without competing, this would allow them to have the cargo and us to have a discount ship.

The Sea Dragon
My second favorite option, if only for the brass balls of the seller. It seems this ship of eastern origins was once owned and operated by pirates. It is my understanding that it is part of the Pirate Queen’s armada. This would be a bold choice and at a discount, likely the least expensive of the three vessels. Of course, it would mean dealing with a Pirate Queen’s wrath… Who knows, she could be reasonable.


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