Pathfinder Society: The Mists of Mwangi

Stryker dry-retches from the stress of all this commotion and argument and backs away from the rest of the party as they begin to wrap cloths around their face like a bunch of Osirian desert-barbarians. Clearly the rest of the party are heretical spies send to undermine the very fabric of what makes Andoran the greatest nation in the world. He tucks the front of his tunic up over his mouth and nose to fit in with the tangos, and with his weapons gripped tightly in each hand, he makes sure to enter last so that nobody can backstab and ambush him.

"Stay frosty, soldiers. Museums are really gay, anything could be lurking inside."
 
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Dynastia said:
Stryker dry-retches from the stress of all this commotion and argument and backs away from the rest of the party as they begin to wrap cloths around their face like a bunch of Osirian desert-barbarians. Clearly the rest of the party are heretical spies send to undermine the very fabric of what makes Andoran the greatest nation in the world. He tucks the front of his tunic up over his mouth and nose to fit in with the tangos, and with his weapons gripped tightly in each hand, he makes sure to enter last so that nobody can backstab and ambush him.

"Stay frosty, soldiers. Museums are really gay, anything could be lurking inside."
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Grocknog looks through the mist for anything unusual. Well, extra unusual.
Roll for Perception: 11
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Cassidy moves in behind Asta and allows Stryker to take up the end despite what she said earlier. At the very least if something comes up behind us I'll have a screaming meat shield to warn me. She heads carefully into the mist and keeps her weapon at the ready.
 
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Okay I'm going to go ahead and do all reflexive rolls from now on, like perception checks upon entering a room, because IRL I'd be doing that in secret anyway, and you guys can roll the dice whenever you do something active, like making a perception check to search a room for a specific thing. I think that will make things go more smoothly.

There appears to be nothing in the Atrium other than the mists and the workings of your imaginations.
 
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Okay I'm going to go ahead and do all reflexive rolls from now on, like perception checks upon entering a room, because IRL I'd be doing that in secret anyway, and you guys can roll the dice whenever you do something active, like making a perception check to search a room for a specific thing. I think that will make things go more smoothly.

There appears to be nothing in the Atrium other than the mists and the workings of your imaginations.
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"Uhhgg, me seeing things again. Must have drank too much."
Grocknog motions that it's all right to move forwards.
 
Dira has a sudden realization that Stryker has not put on a cloth.

"Human, you might want to tear off a piece of shirt and put it over your mouth. Demon mist."

Of course, he knows how futile this will be but it's worth a effort.
 
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Asta looks around, she know she has something she must do. She beckons to the party, "Lets go to the Honored Dead Exhibit, I think that would be the best place to search first."
 
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Contemplating the action suggested, Dira makes a mental note to check Storage later.

He follows the Ulfen, hopefully not to their dooms.
 
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Asta looks around, she know she has something she must do. She beckons to the party, "Lets go to the Honored Dead Exhibit, I think that would be the best place to search first."
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"Sound good to Grocknog."
Grognog called as he attempted to pull Stryker down and put cloth over his face.
 
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Stryker parkours all the way up one of the pillars, but finds that it connects with the ceiling, which means it would not pass military muster as an appropriate sniper's perch.

As ridiculous as it may seem, Stryker's tunic solution seems to immunize him to the mist. It's possible the magic is blocked more by the symbol of the mask than any air filtration qualities possessed by cloth.
 
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Stryker drops down and slaps away the Orc's hands.

"Quit trying to gayrape my mouth, you fucking homo!"
 
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Stryker parkours all the way up one of the pillars, but finds that it connects with the ceiling, which means it would not pass military muster as an appropriate sniper's perch.

As ridiculous as it may seem, Stryker's tunic solution seems to immunize him to the mist. It's possible the magic is blocked more by the symbol of the mask than any air filtration qualities possessed by cloth.
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"Hmm" said Grocknog. "Puny Idiot not wear normal mask, but seem fine. Grocknog should note this somewhere."
Grocknog follows Dira and Asta.
 
Asta waves the Orc over, and asks him, "Open this door and peek inside, let me know what you see."
 
The door to the honored dead exhibit is just a little ways down the hallway connecting to the atrium. After prying Stryker down from his sniper's perch Gnocknog opens the door and peeks in. Arranged throughout this large hall are exhibits on the funerary traditions of several civilizations, along with preserved
corpses arrayed in grim stillness.

A giant warrior looms from the haze, his arms crossed at his chest, his helm solemn and still. Beyond lie sarcophagi of varied designs, and a few glass cases
wherein withered dead are held upright by rods and string; grim exhibits of long-dead citizens whose fallen empires were erased an age past.

A placard above this hall has some of those fancy letters that Grocknog has been hearing so much about.
 
Uzumaki said:
The door to the honored dead exhibit is just a little ways down the hallway connecting to the atrium. After prying Stryker down from his sniper's perch Gnocknog opens the door and peeks in. Arranged throughout this large hall are exhibits on the funerary traditions of several civilizations, along with preserved
corpses arrayed in grim stillness.

A giant warrior looms from the haze, his arms crossed at his chest, his helm solemn and still. Beyond lie sarcophagi of varied designs, and a few glass cases
wherein withered dead are held upright by rods and string; grim exhibits of long-dead citizens whose fallen empires were erased an age past.

A placard above this hall has some of those fancy letters that Grocknog has been hearing so much about.
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"Hey guys, lets make it look like mummies are grabbing each other's crotches. You know, if they not evil zombies or something."
Grocknog rolls for perception. Something doesn't seem right.
 
Cassidy can barely see anything for all the mist. She does see the giant warrior standing like an island in the fog, but can't even see the sarcophagi that the orc does.
 
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