Niall glances at the human (JacksonDanielz I'm presuming the race of your character) and matches his tone, carefully concealing his own excitement and fear.
" I fled Midgard just as the coup was getting underway...I have been in hiding since. When I heard others had arrived, I had to see who they were. You don't strike me as Tiefling spies. Hopefully my hunch is right."
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Isle of Ishbrae: Niall Griffinsborn (Lvl 2 Rogue investigator).
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"We are not not Tiefling spies..." Erik affirmed and then turned his attention back to Gwyn and bowed deeply. "I apologize for this interruption, it was not of our making Milady, but I beg you leave this man into our charge and we will remove him from your premises as quickly as possible." Erik said putting every effort into his diplomacy skills.
Persuasion 18
((Terrible roll...perhaps skyhighest can use some of his lute skills to grant help action and gain advantage on the roll?))
"I have no tribe, at least as far as I know. I was raised on these streets."
"War would imply two sides. I'm talking about stopping this before it reaches war."
"You may take your new best friend with you without any trouble. If you agree to keep your mouths shut about what you saw AND hit the thri-kreen house."
"Interesting. Anyways, we will be on our way then. We seem to have the same goal just perhaps a different methodology of getting there. Perhaps one day though we can work together. Until then I leave you be."
With that Scottie will leave the building and start heading towards where the children are.
Gwyn stands in the doorway and watches the entire party leave, including Niall. You all head back to the Inn to find Braithe, Aliira and the children in the foyer.
[Niall perception check on whether you recognise these people]
"How did it go?" Aliira asks.
"We managed to speak with the Viceroy," said Braithe. "He has arranged a gala to be held tonight to celebrate our arrival. He is going to rally the townsfolk together and try to build some trust between all of his people. Now we should get some rest. The Viceroy really wants to meet you tomorrow."
“That sounds promising. We meet with Gwen; the Firbolg with the Jackanapes. She wanted us to join her and take down the Thri-Kreen, the insect looking people, along with the triefling in power. She was very for the people but I don’t necessarily approve of her methods.”
Niall accompanies the group out of the Jackanape headquarters, relieved that he is allowed to leave unharmed. He glances at the faces of the other party members, looking for anyone familiar from the city.
You do not recognise the adventurers, but you recognise the old man travelling with them as Braithe Al'thier, the usurped king's illegitimate brother; and two of his many children, Princess Caitlyn and Prince Marius, both of whom are believed to be dead.
"Lord Braithe...Prince and Princess..." Niall blinks, surprised to see them still alive, and in the company of a Tiefling, no less. He bows deeply to the old man and the children. "How did you escape? How does the city fare?"
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Isle of Ishbrae: Niall Griffinsborn (Lvl 2 Rogue investigator).
"The city is not in the best shape. Everything has changed the citadel has been desecrated with my late brothers naked corpse," at this, the children become visibly distraught. "The tieflings have turned the schools into child labour camps and the prayer houses into brothels. We must keep these children safe until they can return to the Isle. Anyway, let's get to bed. We have a big day tomorrow."
[TAKE A LONG REST]
You wake up late the following morning to hear music coming from outside. Already the festival has begun, welcoming you to the Isle of Ishbrae. People have set up elaborate lantern displays. People wander the stalls, purchasing food and masks, while the tabaxi, the Thri-kreen and the Jackanapes all watch from the alleys in the distant like stubborn children. Aliira wakes up with the smile.
"I forgot how beautiful Ishbraelian ceremonies were."
Princess Caitlin and Princes Marius gaze excitedly out the window. "Can we go down there?" they both chime in unison.
"Let's just take a moment, children," says Braithe, "what if somebody recognises you down there?"
"I'll just tell them they are mistaken," says Princes Marius, "I shall tell them that my name is Mordai, and I am the adoptive son of a tiefling."
Princess Caitlin smiled. "And I am certain Lerissa is very keen to go down and see the festival. It is for us after all. If we don't attend, it could be seen as rude."
Niall apprehensively throws on his ragged cloak, checking his weapons. Crowds made him nervous, and the idea of protecting naive young royalty in a crowded celebration makes him downright tense. He quietly heads down the stairs as the rest of the party prepares, leaving the inn through a side door and seeking to blend with the crowd and identify possible threats.
stealth check: 8 (which is actually just a one, since he has +7 to stealth)
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Scottie will take the kids to the festival and let them ride on his shoulders if they so wish. Throughout the festival, though he is keeping an eye out for any dangers. Unsure, of what threats plague this new land and who could be after the children.
There is a stall offering formal attire. Formal robes cost 3 pieces of gold. All of the adventurers are getting looks, especially the children; though this is more of curiosity than malice.
Erik, not being previously affiliated with the crew before, seems to blend in with the crowd more from the others. He glances at an old vase being sold at a stall as he can see a bunch of Jackanapes staring at the other adventurers. They are saying nothing; just staring at them, watching their every move. Erik spies on the Jackanapes for hours, and they do nothing; just watching the adventurers take the children around the festival.
Niall glances at the human (JacksonDanielz I'm presuming the race of your character) and matches his tone, carefully concealing his own excitement and fear.
" I fled Midgard just as the coup was getting underway...I have been in hiding since. When I heard others had arrived, I had to see who they were. You don't strike me as Tiefling spies. Hopefully my hunch is right."
Isle of Ishbrae: Niall Griffinsborn (Lvl 2 Rogue investigator).
"We are not not Tiefling spies..." Erik affirmed and then turned his attention back to Gwyn and bowed deeply. "I apologize for this interruption, it was not of our making Milady, but I beg you leave this man into our charge and we will remove him from your premises as quickly as possible." Erik said putting every effort into his diplomacy skills.
Persuasion 18
((Terrible roll...perhaps skyhighest can use some of his lute skills to grant help action and gain advantage on the roll?))
"I have no tribe, at least as far as I know. I was raised on these streets."
"War would imply two sides. I'm talking about stopping this before it reaches war."
"You may take your new best friend with you without any trouble. If you agree to keep your mouths shut about what you saw AND hit the thri-kreen house."
"Interesting. Anyways, we will be on our way then. We seem to have the same goal just perhaps a different methodology of getting there. Perhaps one day though we can work together. Until then I leave you be."
With that Scottie will leave the building and start heading towards where the children are.
Gwyn stands in the doorway and watches the entire party leave, including Niall. You all head back to the Inn to find Braithe, Aliira and the children in the foyer.
[Niall perception check on whether you recognise these people]
"How did it go?" Aliira asks.
"We managed to speak with the Viceroy," said Braithe. "He has arranged a gala to be held tonight to celebrate our arrival. He is going to rally the townsfolk together and try to build some trust between all of his people. Now we should get some rest. The Viceroy really wants to meet you tomorrow."
“That sounds promising. We meet with Gwen; the Firbolg with the Jackanapes. She wanted us to join her and take down the Thri-Kreen, the insect looking people, along with the triefling in power. She was very for the people but I don’t necessarily approve of her methods.”
Niall accompanies the group out of the Jackanape headquarters, relieved that he is allowed to leave unharmed. He glances at the faces of the other party members, looking for anyone familiar from the city.
Perception 1d20+4
23
Isle of Ishbrae: Niall Griffinsborn (Lvl 2 Rogue investigator).
You do not recognise the adventurers, but you recognise the old man travelling with them as Braithe Al'thier, the usurped king's illegitimate brother; and two of his many children, Princess Caitlyn and Prince Marius, both of whom are believed to be dead.
"Lord Braithe...Prince and Princess..." Niall blinks, surprised to see them still alive, and in the company of a Tiefling, no less. He bows deeply to the old man and the children. "How did you escape? How does the city fare?"
Isle of Ishbrae: Niall Griffinsborn (Lvl 2 Rogue investigator).
"The city is not in the best shape. Everything has changed the citadel has been desecrated with my late brothers naked corpse," at this, the children become visibly distraught. "The tieflings have turned the schools into child labour camps and the prayer houses into brothels. We must keep these children safe until they can return to the Isle. Anyway, let's get to bed. We have a big day tomorrow."
[TAKE A LONG REST]
You wake up late the following morning to hear music coming from outside. Already the festival has begun, welcoming you to the Isle of Ishbrae. People have set up elaborate lantern displays. People wander the stalls, purchasing food and masks, while the tabaxi, the Thri-kreen and the Jackanapes all watch from the alleys in the distant like stubborn children. Aliira wakes up with the smile.
"I forgot how beautiful Ishbraelian ceremonies were."
Princess Caitlin and Princes Marius gaze excitedly out the window. "Can we go down there?" they both chime in unison.
"Let's just take a moment, children," says Braithe, "what if somebody recognises you down there?"
"I'll just tell them they are mistaken," says Princes Marius, "I shall tell them that my name is Mordai, and I am the adoptive son of a tiefling."
Princess Caitlin smiled. "And I am certain Lerissa is very keen to go down and see the festival. It is for us after all. If we don't attend, it could be seen as rude."
"The children are right. We cannot seem rude at our own ceremony. So let us go down there. Also, what happened to the broom I lent you guys?"
Scottie will begin freshening up and will gladly take the children down to the festival; he knows that if he is with them they will at least be safe.
Niall apprehensively throws on his ragged cloak, checking his weapons. Crowds made him nervous, and the idea of protecting naive young royalty in a crowded celebration makes him downright tense. He quietly heads down the stairs as the rest of the party prepares, leaving the inn through a side door and seeking to blend with the crowd and identify possible threats.
stealth check: 8 (which is actually just a one, since he has +7 to stealth)
Isle of Ishbrae: Niall Griffinsborn (Lvl 2 Rogue investigator).
"I've got your broom right here." Braithe pulls the broom from beside his bed.
As they head down t o the streets, Niall sees nothing beyond the sour faced rebels watching on as the crowds giggle and cheer.
"Shall we head straight for the games over there?" asked Princess Caitlin.
Scottie will take the kids to the festival and let them ride on his shoulders if they so wish. Throughout the festival, though he is keeping an eye out for any dangers. Unsure, of what threats plague this new land and who could be after the children.
Perception: 8
There is a stall offering formal attire. Formal robes cost 3 pieces of gold. All of the adventurers are getting looks, especially the children; though this is more of curiosity than malice.
Erik attempts to blend into the crowd and watch for danger.
Stealth: 18
Erik, not being previously affiliated with the crew before, seems to blend in with the crowd more from the others. He glances at an old vase being sold at a stall as he can see a bunch of Jackanapes staring at the other adventurers. They are saying nothing; just staring at them, watching their every move. Erik spies on the Jackanapes for hours, and they do nothing; just watching the adventurers take the children around the festival.