I think Rubin was planning on going aboard ship to start looking around. He wouldn't have to be there when the prisoners woke up.

(So, no loot to grab yet then.)

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"Alright take it easy everyone, good job, good job, it's a good idea to prevent them from casting spells but when we get around to the questioning there's going to be a lot to pull out of their mouths."

Tyde will give a half-laugh at how easy this seems so far and the overall silliness of stuffing different things in their captives mouths to silence them.

Kethra stares at Mr. Tyde as if stuffing things into the magician's mouth is very serious business.

"Can I ask if someone goes with Ru--I mean Miner to check what's underneath the boat first? If these guys are connected to the Crushing Wave cult I don't feel safe talking to them only to get ambushed by a random creature they might be holding down there. And they might mislead us about what's underneath before checking it out ourselves..."

"Besides," she says with a mischevious smile, "Whatever the muscly guy can't answer he can just nod yes or no! See? Are you Quinn or Quanderil or whatever?"

Gripping the magician's head, she makes him nod as an act of demonstration and tries to put on her lowest fake voice, "Yup that's me. You totally caught Quinn the super secret smuggler boo hoo."

"Way, way, ahead of ya." Xanranzan called back to Kethra, having again taken point on heading to the ship. Yet Rubin is given a chance to take the lead as the earth genasi stopped call back, "'less ya'll need me up here 'course?" As soon as he had an answer from anyone frankly, he follows through on their request, and either finds himself popping a squat on some barrel behind the interrogators, or following Rubin into the depths of the ship.

Quanderil shakes his head groggily, then glares at you and refuses to respond.

(Nudge.)

Rubin is aboard the ship, so nothing he would be doing with the prisoners.

(if we are resolving Tyde's interview first, Kethra will stay and Help with any actions he wants to take to get [the guy we don't quite yet know is Quanderil] to respond.)

(If wasn't clear before, since noone appeared to need him topside, Xanranzan continued on down below with Rubin to investigate! If a light is needed, and there's a lantern or torch nearby, he'll light one up on the way.)

Quanderil rolls his eyes, then gestures to his gag.

Rubin and Xan, you find a chest in the cabin with three intricately inscribed old dwarven books.

 "Ya know, I used to know this one song that'd help me focus my mind, right, so I can read other languages? But uh... yea, I don't remember the lyrics anymore, so... uh.. Think Mr, uh.. Brick.. house? I think that was anyways. Anyhow, think he might know it? I mean, since knows magic 'n all that." Xanranzan asked Rubin while looking over the books. At least he tries to touch it, but won't if Rubin so much as says word against it.

"Also, shouldn't there be like, eh, uh.. I dunno... Oh! We should look around for like hidden doors and stuff too! Smugglers always keep the good stuff hidden away." He said as he began rummaging about the cabin, looking for any secret doors, loose floor boards, and etc.

Perception: 18.

"What are you talking about?" Rubin asks as he picks one of the books up and starts to read. he can read dwarvish.

Kethra gives Mr. Tyde a worried smile about doing this, but she clearly wants to be supportive.

With her armor off (and her movement back to 40ft) Kethra winds up with the maul over her head. (Ready action attack with maul if he starts to cast a spell or tries to escape).

"Okay, I'm ready!"

"About which? The hidden doors or the song bit? 'cause like, if this guy s'pose to be a smuggler, right, then obviously if you get searched for whatever reason, ya don't want the good stuff all on display. Especially if he's been responsible for the whole abducting thing." Xanranzan without really looking away from whatever area he'd been currently searching. "If you mean the song bit, then I mean just yet. Not sure if you noticed this, but I don't exactly use normal magic. Mines kinda of have to come from the heart 'n soul, if I want the, uh... I think my old friend called it 'The Weave'? Which, I was like, sure, cool. But uh, yea, I was curious 'bout that sort of thing, but couldn't do it right the one way. So, uh, I started trying to appeal to it another way. 'cause, again, this guy, well, gal if we wanna be technical, they said it was like a 'living thing', ya feel me?"

"And I tried a bunch of stuff. It ain't all stick, but eventually I figured out what songs or beats or stories it responded to the most, right. Problem is... I tend forget the ones I don't use often enough alot, and it takes a bit more than just sleeping on it to get it back. Like, a lot more. Almost kind of like.. this weave, I guess, reaches in and plucks the ones I'm not using, but inspires me with a new song to hear or 'feel' next the next, uh.. dance or whatever from me. Which, ya know, kin'nae creepy if that's the case, but at the same time, I don't mind it, strangely enough. Because every since joining you primes and your world, I've always got to experience new and interesting things. As well as....well..." Xanranzan trails off from there frowning and scratching at his cheeks.

Quanderil works his jaw a couple of times, then exhales.

"Now, remind me—why did you murder my guards and kidnap me?  Oh wait, you can’t remind me—you never told me!  Now, who is this Miraj and why do you think I know him?"

Rubin, the dwarven tome seems to be a historical record of some kind—and an old one at that.  It’s beautifully crafted, and an unusual item for a boat captain to have in his possession.

does the books jar any memories of anything for Rubin? Is it at all related to anything they have been working on? Doesn't seem useful if not, but I cannot recall anything myself...

Insight to see if this man is lying about Miraj: 24

"Hmm? My guards, huh?" Kethra raises an eyebrow and turns to give Mr. Tyde a knowing look. While she's facing away, she'll wordlessly mouth Mr. Tyde, "Bad cop (stop me when it's time)" while pointing to the maul with her eyes then giving him a wink.

"Oh, so you're the one in charge! If you're think you can fool us into thinking you're a legitimate businessman, that ship has long sailed. We know you're been pulling the wool over the eyes of this small community...and with armed guards?"

Without looking, she takes the maul of Jolliver Grimjaw and slams it on the wall, dangerously close to the magician's head. 

"Strike one."

Quanderil doesn’t even flinch.

”What exactly is so strange about me having armed guards?  For one, what would be the point of unarmed guards?  And have you never seen a caravan guard in your life?”

(Kethra, he doesn’t know any Miraj, but from his slight hesitation he might have heard the name in passing.)

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”What exactly is so strange about me having armed guards?  For one, what would be the point of unarmed guards?  And have you never seen a caravan guard in your life?”

(Kethra, he doesn’t know any Miraj, but from his slight hesitation he might have heard the name in passing.)

(Thanks!)

With biting sarcasm, the hooded girl mirrors Quanderil's words back at him, particularly drawing out his slight pause into an awkward silence to both mock him and point out his error to Mr. Tyde.

"At least be a real man--," she points with her thumb to her wizard friend, "--and say his name without quaking in your boots. I bet you're so low in the ladder you never even met the guy..."

Dropping her maul with a loud thud (also an excuse for Xanranzan and Rubin to join in on this if they want), Kethra grabs Quanderil by the head, one hand grabbing his jaw to stop him from saying any magic words, and the other examine his forehead for cultic marks on his skull.

(Do I need to roll for this?)

(Nope.  There’s nothing other than a few standard nautical tattoos.)