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(Since we don't have a trap finder)
Stowing his glaive in its back Scabbard, Shadinn Slowly begins to ascend the Ladder, He tests the metal cover to see if it is loose. Torch in hand he slowly Raises the cover peering through the opening, ready to Breath Fire at the first sign of trouble.
Gimble checks the yellow sign to see which of the three directions it was pointingEiyher way he will still go up the ladder to join his party.
"Hey Shadinn, while I appreciate your size and willingness, I could have Mage Handed that just to make sure there was nothing hokey goin on. And did you guys notice the sign?"
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"It would seem that someone is leading us on a bit of a chase after the geese!" Shadinn looks around, the tavern, before approaching the Bar keep, puffing himself up to his full height, you stares the inn keeper diretly in the eye, rests his large clawed hands upon the bard and absently scratches the surface as he says:
"So my small friend, care to explain exactly why you have a trapdoor in the midle of your tavern guarded by a vile spawn of a beholder? I'm sure that if you were to give us the infomration that we have been looking for, perhaps we won't inform the city watch that your tavern is a access point for the local Xentarim... Why did those ruffians kidnap Lord Neverember and where have the taken him!"
Gimble looks to see if there is a second story. He sits at a table with his back to the wall that provides him a view of the entrance and stairs (if there are any). He flags a server over and orders an ale.
"I'm looking for a gentelman by the name of Floon. I have reason to believe he may have been here recently. He would probably stand out, blond, fancy garb. He may be in trouble. Have you seen either him or any patrons that are not regulars? Here is 1GP for the ale and more if you can point me in the right direction"
Lassodon clatters through the trapdoor sits down with the others "Well ain't that just odd, Ey bartender ya happen to ave any sorta polish. Them sewers right messed me up" He says
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P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
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My attack should have a +4 now that I can see my page again. Storm here was slowing down connection or something lol
(Strength Save 10)
Shaddin Tries to roll turn away from the Blast,
(Providing I'm Still able to)
Initiative 7
Attack: 23 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
Damage 13
Charges Forwards and Strikes at the Floating Eyeball!
Alright, dunno if Caobis is afk but either way this Gazer just got brutally murdered by gettin' stabbed in the face
(Since we don't have a trap finder)
Stowing his glaive in its back Scabbard, Shadinn Slowly begins to ascend the Ladder, He tests the metal cover to see if it is loose. Torch in hand he slowly Raises the cover peering through the opening, ready to Breath Fire at the first sign of trouble.
(Perception? 6)
Going up the ladder you find yourself in a tavern surrounded by patrons, you've been to The Spouting Fish in the Dock Ward before
Jonas will climb up and make his way to the tavern bar and order a drink hoping no one noticed or cares how they just entered.
"Uhh, I'm just not gonna ask why an Orc like you was down there, but a drink 'll be 2 silver"
Gimble checks the yellow sign to see which of the three directions it was pointingEiyher way he will still go up the ladder to join his party.
"Hey Shadinn, while I appreciate your size and willingness, I could have Mage Handed that just to make sure there was nothing hokey goin on. And did you guys notice the sign?"
As he pushes the coins across Jonas looks up "yeah, been one of those nights"
"Y-Yeah, I guess so" The bartender says
"Are we sure the sign led us up here? I mean of all the places, right back where we started?"
Gimble takes a good long walk and look around looking and listening for anything or anyone out of place. ( Perception 9 )
"Seems like an odd coincidence "
"It would seem that someone is leading us on a bit of a chase after the geese!" Shadinn looks around, the tavern, before approaching the Bar keep, puffing himself up to his full height, you stares the inn keeper diretly in the eye, rests his large clawed hands upon the bard and absently scratches the surface as he says:
"So my small friend, care to explain exactly why you have a trapdoor in the midle of your tavern guarded by a vile spawn of a beholder? I'm sure that if you were to give us the infomration that we have been looking for, perhaps we won't inform the city watch that your tavern is a access point for the local Xentarim... Why did those ruffians kidnap Lord Neverember and where have the taken him!"
(Persuasion 8)
"Uhh, because we are all connected to the sewers?.." Also this is all I was given :P
Ladder. Characters who climb the ladder and push open the metal cover find themselves in the cellar of the Spouting Fish, a tavern in the Dock Ward.
Gimble looks to see if there is a second story. He sits at a table with his back to the wall that provides him a view of the entrance and stairs (if there are any). He flags a server over and orders an ale.
"I'm looking for a gentelman by the name of Floon. I have reason to believe he may have been here recently. He would probably stand out, blond, fancy garb. He may be in trouble. Have you seen either him or any patrons that are not regulars? Here is 1GP for the ale and more if you can point me in the right direction"
Persuasion 18
Perception 3 does anyone in here match the description of the kidnappers?
No, no one matches
Anything from Gimble?
Lassodon clatters through the trapdoor sits down with the others "Well ain't that just odd, Ey bartender ya happen to ave any sorta polish. Them sewers right messed me up" He says
P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
DM: