Seeing Ingrid kneeling next to the leader and address him a question, Pan jumps to his feet, eyes wide. "Is he alive? Ingrid, is he... still breathing?"
Nikkoli calls over, "I'm fine. Though I think there's little more we can or should do here. We best be headed to bathhouse that Sir Odin here directed us to." He glances back at Odin, "Will you be okay now?"
Odin looks at Nikkoli. He smiles, shaking his head, and says " Where would I go, my friend. The gates are closed. I might make myself scarce for a while though. If any of you need anything, information wise come here and leave a note in the barn. I 'll show you were before you leave."
The bandit leader has a wild look in his eyes. He has seen the end and he is traumatized.
" I was just going to get that damn dwarf what he deserved. He ratted out our place to the Fists last week."
Pan is visibly relieved that he did not kill the bandit leader, but also hopes he will not come back to again to hurt anyone. He passes by the bandit on his way back inside and says, not looking at him: "Be grateful you're still alive. Get an honest job next time."
Back inside, Pan looks around to see if there are any newcomers and what's the mood in the tavern after the altercation.
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Pori walks towards the bandit leader, casting spThaumaturgy on himself. Pori bends over the bandit leader, his eyes dancing a myriad of colors starting from black and dancing through the spectrum giving the illusion they are fire, No harm shall fall upon the dwarf from anyone or we will pay you, your associates, your friends and your family a visit and we will not be as cordial as we have been this evening.
Hauttrag tries to figure out if they're leaving the bandit alive or if they've just gone to get some oatmeal for soakage so the bloodletting doesn't get too messy. Oh! They could make black pudding! Hauttrag loves a good pudding.
After a couple of minutes when no one has returned, he shrugs and addresses the bandit captain.
"Don't think they're coming back. Do you? Prolly for the best. Don't have me puddin' skins wiv me. Anyway, I'm fussy bout what I eat, you don't look organic. Hey, how you know 'was him what ratted you out? Seems awful spishus we happened 'be here. Think you wuz set up?"
The leader, though not really intimidated, is shaken. He looks at Hauttrag not really knowing what comes next.
He plays it safe, answering.
" He was the only one who knew besides my crew."
The Reds are a small gang in the area and it will be easy for any of you to find if the need arises.
Inside the tavern:
The crowd doesn't even seem to know that something unfolded in the courtyard. They look at you ahs you reenter the common room but dismiss you as fast.
" Got your information, Sirs ?" The owner shouts at you to be heard over the songs.
I'm moving the story along but don't hesitate to RP things in flashbacks.
The bathhouse is a one-story stuccoed building with stained-glass windows and clay roof tiles. Ten-foot-tall walls enclose a large courtyard outside the southeast corner of the building. The closed wooden doors to the courtyard are engraved with images of smiling nymphs dancing and frolicking in the water.
There’s nothing outwardly suspicious about the bathhouse, which features one of the most sophisticated plumbing systems in the city. The doors leading to the courtyard are unlocked and unguarded.
“I will” says Ingrid, opening the wooden street doors and making her way around the courtyard to the doors into the bathhouse, paying attention to anything out of the ordinary. Opening the doors, she looks for anyone who looks like they may be employees, or otherwise well-informed.
Three women, dressed in light robes are moving into the bathhouse. They have the walk of dancers. They stop when they see you enter and one of them comes toward your group.
Ingrid. There is something strange. It feels like you are being watched and you notice that two of murals paintings have empty sockets where eyes should be.
Pan blushes a little at the sight of the dancers, but quickly catches himself and looks with suspicion at the one approaching. This was supposed to be a hideout for killers, after all.
"Please tell me we're not going to pretend we're here for a bath.", he whispers, to no one in particular.
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Pori stands next to Pan, he can sense the tension in his compatriots, it puts him on edge, gripping his mace.
Perception 15
Keeping his eyes on the scene before him he addresses Pan in a hushed tone. I have never taken a life. Most of my life was spent to the worship and study of Ilmater. But this world is violent and the suffering others could be avoided with the removal of certain members of this world. My parents worked to remove evil and those that bring suffering to this world, and they were murdered for their actions. I have decided to take up their mantle and continue their fight.
Seeing Ingrid kneeling next to the leader and address him a question, Pan jumps to his feet, eyes wide. "Is he alive? Ingrid, is he... still breathing?"
“Just about, I think. A bit touch and go, but he’s still breathing. Were any of us hurt? I’ve a little healing magic, but I don’t like to waste it”
Nikkoli calls over, "I'm fine. Though I think there's little more we can or should do here. We best be headed to bathhouse that Sir Odin here directed us to." He glances back at Odin, "Will you be okay now?"
Odin looks at Nikkoli. He smiles, shaking his head, and says " Where would I go, my friend. The gates are closed. I might make myself scarce for a while though. If any of you need anything, information wise come here and leave a note in the barn. I 'll show you were before you leave."
The bandit leader has a wild look in his eyes. He has seen the end and he is traumatized.
" I was just going to get that damn dwarf what he deserved. He ratted out our place to the Fists last week."
Pan is visibly relieved that he did not kill the bandit leader, but also hopes he will not come back to again to hurt anyone. He passes by the bandit on his way back inside and says, not looking at him: "Be grateful you're still alive. Get an honest job next time."
Back inside, Pan looks around to see if there are any newcomers and what's the mood in the tavern after the altercation.
Pori walks towards the bandit leader, casting spThaumaturgy on himself. Pori bends over the bandit leader, his eyes dancing a myriad of colors starting from black and dancing through the spectrum giving the illusion they are fire, No harm shall fall upon the dwarf from anyone or we will pay you, your associates, your friends and your family a visit and we will not be as cordial as we have been this evening.
Intimidation 8
Pari turns around to follow the others back into the pub, swinging his tail millimeters in front of the bandits face as he turns.
Pori Gathar - Level 1 Tiefling Life Cleric - GamoRust's Baldur's Gate Descent to Avernus
Rusty - Level 4 Warforged Rogue - Virst's Clifftop Adventurer's Guild/Fiendfall Scouting
Hauttrag tries to figure out if they're leaving the bandit alive or if they've just gone to get some oatmeal for soakage so the bloodletting doesn't get too messy. Oh! They could make black pudding! Hauttrag loves a good pudding.
After a couple of minutes when no one has returned, he shrugs and addresses the bandit captain.
"Don't think they're coming back. Do you? Prolly for the best. Don't have me puddin' skins wiv me. Anyway, I'm fussy bout what I eat, you don't look organic. Hey, how you know 'was him what ratted you out? Seems awful spishus we happened 'be here. Think you wuz set up?"
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Following on from Hauttrag’s questions, Ingrid adds “yeah, who are you guys, and what’s your place?”
The leader, though not really intimidated, is shaken. He looks at Hauttrag not really knowing what comes next.
He plays it safe, answering.
" He was the only one who knew besides my crew."
The Reds are a small gang in the area and it will be easy for any of you to find if the need arises.
Inside the tavern:
The crowd doesn't even seem to know that something unfolded in the courtyard. They look at you ahs you reenter the common room but dismiss you as fast.
" Got your information, Sirs ?" The owner shouts at you to be heard over the songs.
"Yes, but there's been...", Pan half turns to point towards the back, then changes his mind. "Nevermind... I'll take another mug, the same thing."
Pan is standing at the bar, scratching his bandaged neck. "Have you ever killed anyone, Pori?"
Nikkoli looks over the scene and keeps alert while the party does what they will. Once everyone's ready to go to the bathhouse, he'll follow.
To all:
I'm moving the story along but don't hesitate to RP things in flashbacks.
The bathhouse is a one-story stuccoed building with stained-glass windows and clay roof tiles. Ten-foot-tall walls enclose a large courtyard outside the southeast corner of the building. The closed wooden doors to the courtyard are engraved with images of smiling nymphs dancing and frolicking in the water.
There’s nothing outwardly suspicious about the bathhouse, which features one of the most sophisticated plumbing systems in the city. The doors leading to the courtyard are unlocked and unguarded.
(np!)
Nikkoli looks at the building, then at everyone else, "Sooo…...who's going in first?"
To all:
The courtyard is L-shaped and the entrance to the baths is at the end.
“I will” says Ingrid, opening the wooden street doors and making her way around the courtyard to the doors into the bathhouse, paying attention to anything out of the ordinary. Opening the doors, she looks for anyone who looks like they may be employees, or otherwise well-informed.
Perception : 3
Investigation : 25
(Nat 20 on the investigation!)
Leo follows Ingrid into the bathhouse.
15 perception
"Okay then~" Nikkoli follows behind, curious and happy to see what's going on.
Perception: 20
GM
Three women, dressed in light robes are moving into the bathhouse. They have the walk of dancers. They stop when they see you enter and one of them comes toward your group.
Ingrid. There is something strange. It feels like you are being watched and you notice that two of murals paintings have empty sockets where eyes should be.
Pan blushes a little at the sight of the dancers, but quickly catches himself and looks with suspicion at the one approaching. This was supposed to be a hideout for killers, after all.
"Please tell me we're not going to pretend we're here for a bath.", he whispers, to no one in particular.
Pori stands next to Pan, he can sense the tension in his compatriots, it puts him on edge, gripping his mace.
Perception 15
Keeping his eyes on the scene before him he addresses Pan in a hushed tone.
I have never taken a life. Most of my life was spent to the worship and study of Ilmater. But this world is violent and the suffering others could be avoided with the removal of certain members of this world. My parents worked to remove evil and those that bring suffering to this world, and they were murdered for their actions. I have decided to take up their mantle and continue their fight.
Pori Gathar - Level 1 Tiefling Life Cleric - GamoRust's Baldur's Gate Descent to Avernus
Rusty - Level 4 Warforged Rogue - Virst's Clifftop Adventurer's Guild/Fiendfall Scouting