Storm King's Thunder

At first, people hurry into their homes and shut the doors at the sight of Rip and Ink walking down the path. But eventually you find an open door, leading into a cottage that has a butchery attached. A halfling woman is tending an oven and making what look like several batches of bread, while a male dwarf is making cuts from a butchered pig. His beard is tucked neatly into his apron. 

"Ah...Kramdar, we have visitors," says the woman. She shuts the oven door, turns away from you, and busies herself with the kneading of already-kneaded dough. 

The black-haired dwarf looks up, grunts, and goes back to slicing up the pig. He tries not to make eye contact.  

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The black-haired dwarf looks up, grunts, and goes back to slicing up the pig. He tries not to make eye contact.  

Rip backhands Ink with a glare "Sorry about my servant he is touchy of late, I'm Rip Dangerfield and i'm an author writing about your little hamlet here and was wondering if you could share your thoughts on these Hunt Lord fellows that ride about at night. Do they do the town good or ill? would you be better off without them? that sort of thing. Oh, and could I trouble you for some scraps and a few bones? to feed my hunting hawk and hounds you see"

// Just for clarification, did you literally back hand Ink, or did you do it with your glare? Need to track hit points. //

//not hard enough to knock of hit points, just a wtf are you doing thwap. also why i demoted you to servant for this encounter lol//

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Rip backhands Ink with a glare "Sorry about my servant he is touchy of late, I'm Rip Dangerfield and i'm an author writing about your little hamlet here and was wondering if you could share your thoughts on these Hunt Lord fellows that ride about at night. Do they do the town good or ill? would you be better off without them? that sort of thing. Oh, and could I trouble you for some scraps and a few bones? to feed my hunting hawk and hounds you see"

Ink is standing there seething - his eyes darting between Rip and Kramdar. Although his arms are by his sides, his knuckles have gone white with tension.

persuasion 10

//using lucky trait// 23

//and i'll cast detect thoughts, on Ink to see if I might need to "calm him down"//

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//using lucky trait// 23

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//and i'll cast detect thoughts, on Ink to see if I might need to "calm him down"//

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//using lucky trait// 23

 // That was beautiful :) // 

The dwarf seems to be unaware of Ink's inner rage right now, so distracted is he by Rip's courteous behavior. "My apologies, master halfling. I don't have nothin' to say about the Hunt Lords in their Keep, they be who they be, and naught but we are grateful to 'em for keepin' us safe. I think my missus has some food she can sell ye, if you'll be on your way hasty-like."

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//and i'll cast detect thoughts, on Ink to see if I might need to "calm him down"//

// Ink, please feel free to give Rip some info via the detect thoughts spell! //

To Ink's insight, the dwarf is thinly hiding abject terror when he mentions the Hunt Lords. A quaver in the voice, a furtive glance up the hill at the Keep. Whether he is grateful you can't quite tell, but it sounds like he's trying to force a "casual" tone.

Matter of factly, Ink responds, "Wish we knew that last night before we killed - again - two of the Hunt Lords."

Ink observes for the couple's response. 

They don't respond to the statement about killing the Hunt Lords, only looking at the ground. 

"well thanks for your time! About those scraps ma'am?"

She pulls a basket from under the table with off cuts and pig bones. 

"No charge," she says, meeting Rip's eyes for a brief moment, and then Ink's, before resuming her baking. 

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Meanwhile, Marav and Flint have managed to finish their rest & meditation.

"thanks ma'am" Rip walks out with Ink, "Sorry about the servant thing, but you have to remember to these people we were nobodies just passing through and then we killed two of the hunt lords. so they now fear for repercussions that might come from interacting with us. the next time one of them is rude ignore it, i know that's hard for you but we need to get a good read on these people"

//can i do a retroactive insight check? 8//