Drix waits only a moment after the robed 'man' next to Carric stands and starts following right on his heels. He gives a shove to Canavar as he walks past barely pausing to make sure he woke him. "Get moving..."
The bounty hunter pauses at the transition door to the cargo cart and puts a hand on the net bundled and ready under his cloak. He nods Canavar to go first quietly adding, "Be ready for him to spring on you, go slow, go quiet." Drix begins to open the door then stops, "Capture...not kill."
The half-elf looks a bit too fresh to be a seasoned fighter. Though a closer look does detail calloused hands and a bit of muscle. At best guess, if he were attacked by a wolf, he'd be able to scare it away.
(No need for a roll on Clifftop. You've lived in Sharn for a while.) The Clifftop Adventurer's Guild, A well known established guild with its base being in Upper Dura District as well as the center of their neighborhood. They have a good reputation as reliable and capable champions for hire. Even Dragonmarked houses associate with as means of expanding business for both personal and house goals.
@ Drix
As Drix attempts to open the door, he finds the handle firmly in place. "...Sir...how...you?" Although muffled, Drix can slightly hear the crewman talking.
"Thank you." Faereth says, grabbing her bundle and back as she decides now that they are moving she can go for a wander and see what goes on in a train cart. She decides to go towards the cart described by the goblin, but more in a curiosity as to what is around more than anything else.
Canavar snaps awake instantly an grabs hit equipment while standing. He rushes towards the door and pauses to listen to Drix's instructions. He slows and walks calmly through the door, attempting to move past the mark and trap him between him and Drix.
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Opening her mouth to tell the man that suddenly spoke to Canaver that he was asleep Lotara stops as the man beside her gets up immediately and follows. Watching them continue through the train car it is clear they are preparing for a fight. Standing Lotara follows coming up behind them as they find the door locked. “Is something wrong Canavar? You look as though you are expecting violence.”
Seeing the gathering of people he was interested in at the door Carric puts away his quill and ink and casually holds up his book. He is no longer reading it, simply looking past it at the group.
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"Dammit all..." Drix curses and kneels down at the door. He fiddles around with something on his belt and pulls out a set of small tools. He looks over his shoulder as the monk that had been sitting with Canavar approaches. Drix nods his helmeted head towards Lotara, "House Tharashk business, no need to worry miss."
He takes off his gloves and starts picking at the lock. The glowing blue, green, red Mark of Finding pulsing on the back of his right hand and disappearing into the cuff of his bracer.
Canavar struggles with the door for second before Drix begins trying to pick the lock. "Don't worry Drix, Lotara is a friend."He turns to Lotara with smile showing his canines and tightens his grip on his ax. "Oh, you are right! There will be violence! The hunt has started!" His eyes glaze over as he pushes his way towards the door, interrupting Drix's precise movements. He grabs the door and begins wrenching the handle as hard as he can while growling.
Noticing the commotion at the door way Halt's instinct go into high alert standing slowly hands hidden by the long cloake he put his hand on his weapons but untense slightly at the mention of House Tharashk, but still keeping stock still waiting for the inevitable blow out that these now undoubtedly bounty hunters were about to make.
Before Drix can even attempt to unlock the door, Canavar forces it open. The metal inside screeches loudly as the tumblers and gears were forcibly broken. After a moment of turning, Canavar doesn't feel any more tension in the handle. As he lets go, the handle hangs downward, swaying about as nothing holds it in place. The passengers look towards the three of you near the door. With a bit of unease, a few of the them head towards the coach car to find a crewman.
The cargo door swings open with the crewman from before, "Who...did...this?" The man asks as he tries to remain calm. The man in robes simply stands behind him. His clothing covering any expression he might be showing.
@ Faereth
After going past the coach car, Faereth enters the dining car. Inside she sees the young man being attended to by the smaller warforged. It brings him tea and snacks as he revises plans on a dining table. The man doesn't react to your entrance but the warforged does stare for a while before looking back to the man.
Faereth continues to wander through, lightly looking at what the carriage has to offer and seeing if she can move on towards another carriage; her free spirit taking over a bit whilst she is waiting to finally get to Sharn.
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Canavar rushes into the car as soon as the door is open and the mark is visible. He lunges towards the warforge, snarling as his form begins to shift. His skin thickens into a tough hide and dark fur begins to cover his arms, legs, and face. Canavar attempts to grapple the target.
Canavar bursts through and grabs onto the man, knocking the crewman aside. The man is surprisingly light as Canavar holds the man in a bear like hug. The man offers little resistance as he starts to examine both Drix and Canavar. "...You're not warforged?" He seems to be confused
@ Faereth
Currently, the tables in the car lack any food or passengers besides the noble. At the end of the car, the goblin spoke true as there were two small rooms with toiletry. Beyond that, Faereth enters the next car, as she hear bubbling followed by rythmic beating. The car she entered is the galley car, with two cooks working about as they prepare a meal. One of the cooks look up and gives a service smile, "Ello miss, how can I help ye?" Says a halfling on a stool as he stirs a big pot. The other cook is a half-orc woman, she doesn't say anything as she cuts up meat.
Currently, the tables in the car lack any food or passengers besides the noble. At the end of the car, the goblin spoke true as there were two small rooms with toiletry. Beyond that, Faereth enters the next car, as she hear bubbling followed by rythmic beating. The car she entered is the galley car, with two cooks working about as they prepare a meal. One of the cooks look up and gives a service smile, "Ello miss, how can I help ye?" Says a halfling on a stool as he stirs a big pot. The other cook is a half-orc woman, she doesn't say anything as she cuts up meat.
"Hmm, no thanks. I'm fine, thank you." She tells the halfling. "I'm just looking around, it's my first journey on one of these lightning rail contraptions and just want to see what is around here."
(Is this cart anywhere near the commotion, just checking that Faereth isn't blanking obvious barbarian noises that is happening from a couple of doors down.)
"Ah, well, you're in the galley car right now, some crew sleep here and we make the meals here. Ahead is the first class car, and at the front of the train is the helm, where the cap drives." The halfling cook says.
(You've put three cars distance between yourself and the commotion, so six doors away it's not obvious.)
Faereth pauses for a second. "I assume I am not allowed in those compartments then." She says. "I do not have a 'first-class' passage, and I am not a crewman."She mentions. "Very well, thank you for your time. I may be back when the food is ready to sample some." She gives a pleasant bow and begins to head in the other direction to explore some more.
Halt still standing ready with weapons hidden and drawn under his large mottled cloak looks to the bounty hunters "Maybe a bit of an explanation would be best..."
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Drix waits only a moment after the robed 'man' next to Carric stands and starts following right on his heels. He gives a shove to Canavar as he walks past barely pausing to make sure he woke him. "Get moving..."
The bounty hunter pauses at the transition door to the cargo cart and puts a hand on the net bundled and ready under his cloak. He nods Canavar to go first quietly adding, "Be ready for him to spring on you, go slow, go quiet." Drix begins to open the door then stops, "Capture...not kill."
@ Halt
The half-elf looks a bit too fresh to be a seasoned fighter. Though a closer look does detail calloused hands and a bit of muscle. At best guess, if he were attacked by a wolf, he'd be able to scare it away.
(No need for a roll on Clifftop. You've lived in Sharn for a while.) The Clifftop Adventurer's Guild, A well known established guild with its base being in Upper Dura District as well as the center of their neighborhood. They have a good reputation as reliable and capable champions for hire. Even Dragonmarked houses associate with as means of expanding business for both personal and house goals.
@ Drix
As Drix attempts to open the door, he finds the handle firmly in place. "...Sir...how...you?" Although muffled, Drix can slightly hear the crewman talking.
"Thank you." Faereth says, grabbing her bundle and back as she decides now that they are moving she can go for a wander and see what goes on in a train cart. She decides to go towards the cart described by the goblin, but more in a curiosity as to what is around more than anything else.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Canavar snaps awake instantly an grabs hit equipment while standing. He rushes towards the door and pauses to listen to Drix's instructions. He slows and walks calmly through the door, attempting to move past the mark and trap him between him and Drix.
(I forgot to put 'finds the' into my post)
@ Canavar
The door is locked, although you can slightly hear the two talk.
Lotara
Opening her mouth to tell the man that suddenly spoke to Canaver that he was asleep Lotara stops as the man beside her gets up immediately and follows. Watching them continue through the train car it is clear they are preparing for a fight. Standing Lotara follows coming up behind them as they find the door locked. “Is something wrong Canavar? You look as though you are expecting violence.”
Seeing the gathering of people he was interested in at the door Carric puts away his quill and ink and casually holds up his book. He is no longer reading it, simply looking past it at the group.
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"Dammit all..." Drix curses and kneels down at the door. He fiddles around with something on his belt and pulls out a set of small tools. He looks over his shoulder as the monk that had been sitting with Canavar approaches. Drix nods his helmeted head towards Lotara, "House Tharashk business, no need to worry miss."
He takes off his gloves and starts picking at the lock. The glowing blue, green, red Mark of Finding pulsing on the back of his right hand and disappearing into the cuff of his bracer.
Thieve's Tools: 11
Canavar struggles with the door for second before Drix begins trying to pick the lock. "Don't worry Drix, Lotara is a friend." He turns to Lotara with smile showing his canines and tightens his grip on his ax. "Oh, you are right! There will be violence! The hunt has started!" His eyes glaze over as he pushes his way towards the door, interrupting Drix's precise movements. He grabs the door and begins wrenching the handle as hard as he can while growling.
(Rage has begun, Athletics: 25 to break the door)
Noticing the commotion at the door way Halt's instinct go into high alert standing slowly hands hidden by the long cloake he put his hand on his weapons but untense slightly at the mention of House Tharashk, but still keeping stock still waiting for the inevitable blow out that these now undoubtedly bounty hunters were about to make.
Before Drix can even attempt to unlock the door, Canavar forces it open. The metal inside screeches loudly as the tumblers and gears were forcibly broken. After a moment of turning, Canavar doesn't feel any more tension in the handle. As he lets go, the handle hangs downward, swaying about as nothing holds it in place. The passengers look towards the three of you near the door. With a bit of unease, a few of the them head towards the coach car to find a crewman.
The cargo door swings open with the crewman from before, "Who...did...this?" The man asks as he tries to remain calm. The man in robes simply stands behind him. His clothing covering any expression he might be showing.
@ Faereth
After going past the coach car, Faereth enters the dining car. Inside she sees the young man being attended to by the smaller warforged. It brings him tea and snacks as he revises plans on a dining table. The man doesn't react to your entrance but the warforged does stare for a while before looking back to the man.
Faereth continues to wander through, lightly looking at what the carriage has to offer and seeing if she can move on towards another carriage; her free spirit taking over a bit whilst she is waiting to finally get to Sharn.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Canavar rushes into the car as soon as the door is open and the mark is visible. He lunges towards the warforge, snarling as his form begins to shift. His skin thickens into a tough hide and dark fur begins to cover his arms, legs, and face. Canavar attempts to grapple the target.
Grapple athletics: 21
Shift: +8 temp hp and +1 AC.
Lotara
”Perhaps it would be best to be wait until you are not in a small location with so many bystanders.”
Canavar bursts through and grabs onto the man, knocking the crewman aside. The man is surprisingly light as Canavar holds the man in a bear like hug. The man offers little resistance as he starts to examine both Drix and Canavar. "...You're not warforged?" He seems to be confused
@ Faereth
Currently, the tables in the car lack any food or passengers besides the noble. At the end of the car, the goblin spoke true as there were two small rooms with toiletry. Beyond that, Faereth enters the next car, as she hear bubbling followed by rythmic beating. The car she entered is the galley car, with two cooks working about as they prepare a meal. One of the cooks look up and gives a service smile, "Ello miss, how can I help ye?" Says a halfling on a stool as he stirs a big pot. The other cook is a half-orc woman, she doesn't say anything as she cuts up meat.
Carric has now put the book down on this lap, all pretense of pretending to not be interested is gone.
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
"Hmm, no thanks. I'm fine, thank you." She tells the halfling. "I'm just looking around, it's my first journey on one of these lightning rail contraptions and just want to see what is around here."
(Is this cart anywhere near the commotion, just checking that Faereth isn't blanking obvious barbarian noises that is happening from a couple of doors down.)
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
@ Faereth
"Ah, well, you're in the galley car right now, some crew sleep here and we make the meals here. Ahead is the first class car, and at the front of the train is the helm, where the cap drives." The halfling cook says.
(You've put three cars distance between yourself and the commotion, so six doors away it's not obvious.)
Faereth pauses for a second. "I assume I am not allowed in those compartments then." She says. "I do not have a 'first-class' passage, and I am not a crewman." She mentions. "Very well, thank you for your time. I may be back when the food is ready to sample some." She gives a pleasant bow and begins to head in the other direction to explore some more.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Halt still standing ready with weapons hidden and drawn under his large mottled cloak looks to the bounty hunters "Maybe a bit of an explanation would be best..."