"Your reward?  I seem to remember us doing most of the work.  Besides, he can't give it to us yet."

Mel looks rather bored and unimpressed with Ortimay's mood.  However, his fingers twitch slightly towards his quiver.

"You? Who's ship is it? Who took care of that huge guy? Who killed pretty much all of the pirates? Us!"

“You seem to have a very selective memory . . .  As I recall it, your sailors didn’t do much of anything other than die.”

”I also fail to see why it is your reward, not our reward collectively.  If you think you alone are walking off with it, you’ll be walking off with naught but an arrow.”

Intimidation: 17

Mel casually steps back behind his fellow adventurers, frees up his bow, and starts to dextrously twirl an arrow between his fingers.

Sleight of hand?: 26

(I like these dice!  If only they could carry over to my other campaigns . . .)

"Whoa, whoa, whoa - let's not all get our fur ruffled over this - I'm sure we can come to an understanding. Captain, nobody gets any bounty until tomorrow anyway - what say we head over to the Noisy Gecko, have a few drinks, and discuss the particulars of who killed whom and who's entitled to what. There may even be an opportunity for some friendly wagers, what say you?"

Persuasion:20

"Hmph. Sure. I wasn't thinking of walking away with all of it, but from the looks of things, you were."

"At this point, if they try to take our share, I'd say we don't give them any.  I guess it all depends on how well they treat us, doesn't it."

Mel smiles unpleasantly.

(Annd, your post slipped in and made this one look a lot more nonsensical.  Whoops . . .)

 "Need I remind you who currently has both the ship and the captain? At this rate, you'll be lucky if we give you any."

"Oh really?  We can be very . . .persuasive."

After getting over the initial shock of situation, Nobody had taken to hiding behind Tab; even though it might mean having to crouch down a bit. 

"I-I'm just glad we managed to come to an arrangement.. hehe... *gulp*... Also, its Thundering Lizard, not.. nosy gecko -- you wouldn't happen to know the way would you captain?"

"Follow me."

Ortimay heads off, Grig and the sailor following.

When Ortimay isn't looking, Mel will vanish into the shadows once more.

Stealth: 20

This time Tab looks for Mel. Perception: 18 

"Off to the Noisy... er, Thundering Lizard, then!"

Quietly to Nobody, Tab whispers "We'll see how the  drinking... and the gambling goes."

While walking, Gene catches up with Grig. "We didn't have any plans about the bounty, we just learned of it and its size. But I guess it's natural for people to assume the worst in others, especially after such harrowing events on the sea."

"I have a lot of respect for you, captain Ortimay and all the sailors. I hope I can rely on you to keep the evening from devolving too much. I'm not one for drinks or crowded places myself."

Nobody tail keeps coil around the tiefling's leg as if some nervous tick. Not that his distress wasn't clear enough on his monochrome face.

"Hopefully well. I have never been fond of the idea of further irritating people more than necessary. Nasty business." 

Having whispered that back to Tab, Nobody puts on a cheerful smile should either Ortimay and her man looks to him. But otherwise, he tried his best just to enjoy the journey to their destination. Even if that meant curbing his usual excitement in favor of avoiding setting anyone off.

"A birdman after my own spirit! That reminds me, I don't think I ever properly heard this, but from where do you hail? I've heard that your folk are from the Elemental of all places."

After a while, Ortimay leads you to an old, but sturdy building. A painted sign hangs in front, with the words 'The Thundering Lizard', as well as a painted dinosaur stomping its feet. Sounds of merriment emanate from within.

Mel slips inside, still sticking to the shadows.  He watches Ortimay very, very closely.

Stealth: 12

Perception: 9

Insight: 13

• Tab looks around, taking note of any gaming going on, whether it be cards, dice, or something else. He smiles, breathing in the intoxicating scents of stale ale and sweaty bodies. He saunters up to the barkeep and gestures over his shoulder at the group. "A round of ales for me and my friends there, if you please," Tab says, glancing over his shoulder. "Two for the big fellow there." 

OOC: Was Nobody addressing Gene with the birdman question?

Gynugri does the plan he made during their walk.

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Gynugri does the plan he made during their walk.

 (DM got bad memory. What was Gynugri's plan?)