The four companions plus droogami and the Pathfinder elf walk deeper into the mine. They enter a large chamber. Like the first chamber they entered, much of it has at sometime been carved by hand and the tunnels are supported by old wooden posts. A search of this room reveals no monsters. The pathfinder hopes her equipment is here but its not. I also ask the oracle if there is any treasure and get yes, but...
The four characters make it to the mine, its dusk as they arrive. I ask my oracle if they encounter anything as the descend into the mouth of the mine. I get No, But…
Drawing a card from the deck of many things I get Moon. Reading the card reference guide I think there is a ‘place concealed by terrain’. The companions will know this, but I think they would look over the entrance. A perception check may work here?
I set a DC of 20. Lini makes the first perception check, she has Perception +11 and rolls 19 for a total of 30, a critical success. Perfect — with a 30, Lini doesn’t just spot the hidden place… she sees it with absolute clarity, as if the land itself is whispering the truth to her.
A little while ago I picked up the ‘Deck of Many Things’ which while designed for Dungeons & Dragons, works beautifully with other systems, Pathfinder included.
to set the scene for the next part of the campaign I drew five cards, one for each of the following
I can interpret them as I go along.
The path back into the Echo Woods felt different this time — heavier, as though the trees themselves sensed what the companions carried with them. Branwen walked at the front, bow in hand, every instinct sharpened. Lini padded beside her, small but steady, her connection to the forest humming like a quiet heartbeat. Nyra’s steps were purposeful, her presence a calm centre in the growing unease. Renka kept close to Lark Pindle, the girl’s small hand gripping hers tightly, while Elara Moonshadow drifted at the rear like a shadow that had chosen, reluctantly, to follow.
The hearth is still warm from last night’s fire, and the smell of bread and smoked fish lingers. Tavish leans on the bar, polishing a mug with a rag that’s seen better days. His eyes narrow as Branwen mentions the shrine and the “Abandoned Zealot.”
At the end of my last Pathfinder session, Renka, Branwen, Lini, and Nyra had just left Granna Veil’s cottage when Elric the Merchant, accompanied by four thugs, stopped them in the street. Elric was determined to take Renka’s magical shamisen, resorting to force if necessary.
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The sun drops below the horizon, Willowshades street is in silence—no vendors shouting, no carts creaking, only the smells of meals cooking drift through the air. Renka the Kitsune bard brushes her shamisen lightly behind her back, her fingers gently touch the strings, weaving a melody that turns heads. Elric the merchant steps to block her path, flanked by four rough-looking thugs.
Elric the Merchant (smirking):
“It’s a fine instrument you’ve got there, fox. Rare wood, delicate strings… worth more than your life, I’d wager. Hand it over, and maybe you walk away with your tail intact.”
He leans in, voice low and sharp, eyes glinting with menace. His thugs spread out, blocking escape routes. The one or two people in the street senses trouble and begin to drift away.
🏹Branwen Hollowmark, Human Ranger (level 3). She trusts her bow, her instincts, and little else.
🧙Lini Thistlekin, Gnome Druid (level 3). She believes the forest speaks in riddles and dreams.
Nyra of the Whispering Step, Suli Cleric (level 3). Her silence moves like starlight through shadow, and her grace is the hush before courage.
🎼 Renka, Kitsune Bard (level 3). Her music is a gift and a curse, coveted by many, feared by more.