DM for Pathfinder AP - Solo Party, Mature
As I'm so far only DM in playing 1 player 4 characters, I do not have any quotes from characters to share. But I'll provide a sample, a prequel to a hypothesized Mummy's Mask:
"You've told me enough about all of these treasures. Sure, I'm listening. I'm in. What's the deal here?" The well dressed gnome was a foreigner, but a rather sharp one. Judging from the expensive blue-and-gold robe and the fell filled pouches at his belt, he had managed to avoid all of the many swindlers and cutpurses that surely must have targeted a rich gnome like him. The woman across the table - a young, hooded human - blew a cloud of smoke leaving a sweet scent in the air. Holding the nozzle of the hookah hose pointed at the table as if a pen, she drew up the numbers as she spoke. "The deal here, is an equal split. Four of us, four shares." Her tone was low, but the voice firm. "We need a spellcaster, you've shown me some of your tricks. We also need one with your resources. Once we hit the treasure chambers, the golden statues and the whatnots, we need protection above the surface and we need crews of workers to bring the stuff up." Leaning back, she let the nozzle rest on her lower teeth for just a moment while thinking. "But nothing before that. That's not the sort of attention we want. Not until we hit the sweet gold. Can you do that for us?" She looked at him, studied him with her dark brown eyes. The gnome looked back at her, his voice steady, his eyebrows drawn together and his whole expression matching the seriousness of the situation. "Can do." Her reply was immediate. "Good. Welcome to the Tomb Tacklers. We'll meet up tomorrow morning, right outside the Tooth & Hookah, stock up on the supplies. I have a list."
She stood up, and walked away, smiling under her hood. She got away easy, she was prepared to haggle for that share - two fifths would have been her max, and considering how hard it had been to find a wealthy sponsor, she did not expect him to accept it. Crossing spellcaster and sponsor off her list, all that was left with the preparations were the supplies.
The gnome stayed until she had left the building, then stood up and walked away. For his part, the deal had gone smoothly too. He had considered requesting a larger share, perhaps one half, just to seem credible... But that would just make things harder once they found out he had lost all the wealth he once had. Hopefully, at that time they would have gathered enough gold that he would walk away a rich man even if they made him leave the Tomb Tacklers. If not, there would be more chances. Perhaps the next team would have a better name, he thought.
