Kel chuckles listening to Ada and Misha.  "Such an interesting conversation.  Being in the presence of such strong and capable ladies is my absolute honor."  He says with a bow.  "Nice explosion indeed."  He quips, shaking his head, a smile on his face.

"Such an interesting conversation.  Being in the presence of such strong and capable ladies is my absolute honor."
Misha turned to Kel, "Ah, my dragonborn friend! The true honor will be the glorious sounds of battle as we fight side by side. I could ask for no greater life. Or death."

"I could not agree more, Misha."  He replies.

Barkas looks up and smiles at Misha and Kel, butts in 3rd wheel style...  ”Just like I knew it!  We are a team!  I knew the star signs weren’t wrong...”. He goes off humming and glancing back at all of you from time to time, happy as a dwarven clam, despite the bloody environs.

"Such an interesting conversation.  Being in the presence of such strong and capable ladies is my absolute honor."

"Thank you Kel" replies Ada "I'm never one to shy away from a battle... and I live for taking out people like this" her face scowls a bit "people like this really just kinda piss me off, you know."

"You would make a fine Acheronian." Misha muses to Ada, a wry twisted smile on her face.

”Just like I knew it!  We are a team!  I knew the star signs weren’t wrong...”
"Indeed. Bane's weel works in mysterious ways."

 "You would make a fine Acheronian." Misha muses to Ada, a wry twisted smile on her face.

 "Thank you Misha" She replies with a huge smile on her face, knowing that was a true compliment coming from the amazing warrior.  "I just want to make a difference in this crazy world of ours."

It was true. Misha did not hand out compliments - like that one - often. In fact, the last time she was on this world, she did not praise someone so highly like that. When Ada made the comment about making a difference in the world, Misha simply smiled softly and nodded. Do not worry. You will. 

The thug scrambles to his feet after being tossed about, nodding furiously. "Thank you, thank you," he mutters, collecting himself and scampering out the front door. Searching among the various thugs and a stash of items found in a bag in the far corner, the group discovers various coins, gems, trinkets, etc. that total 12 gold worth in value.

"Thank you, thank you," 

"Thank you indeed" Ada mutters "Get out of here and if ANY of us EVER catch you doing this again..... well, just look at how your 'friends' ended up!" she states to the thug as he proceeds to leave.

"I just have a bad feeling that's gonna come back to bite us some day" she mutters to those around her. "I still think we should have... um... disposed of him."

After the others finish checking the bodies and the room, Ada adds the 6 gold and 37 silver coin that she found to the bag.  She shakes her head in disbelief "What has this town come to, holding people up for a few gold coin?  And, no clues about these lizard folk." she says still a bit angry about the situation.  "Any thoughts on what to do with these bodies?" she asks a bit flippantly.  "Since there's no real clue in here about those lizard creatures, I say we keep heading through the ward."

"Oh, and who wants to carry the 20ish gold of stuff we found on those thugs?  Anyone?" she asks as she starts moving towards the door (Ada will grab it if no one else does).

"I just have a bad feeling that's gonna come back to bite us some day" she mutters to those around her. "I still think we should have... um... disposed of him."

"Worry not, he is of little consequence.  We shall deal with him if necessary in the future."  Kel responds.

 "Any thoughts on what to do with these bodies?" she asks a bit flippantly.  "Since there's no real clue in here about those lizard creatures, I say we keep heading through the ward."

"Nothing, they can die as they lived, without honor.  Let us continue on as you suggest."  He answers, moving towards the door.

As the party debates its next move, fate answers. A cry in the night is heard from outside the building nearby.

"Help!"

Stepping out of the warehouse, Ada's sharp eyes quickly spot a figure lying on the ground at the entrance of a nearby alley. The human man lies prone on his back, sobbing and calling for help. 

The human man lies prone on his back, sobbing and calling for help.

Looking back at the others, "Come on, there's a guy out here that looks like he may have been mugged!"  She heads out the door running to the man to see how she can be of assistance, hoping that the others are following close behind.

Once she gets to him, she asks "What going on, what happened?"

Not wanting to get punked again, Barkas raises up and looks around for anyone observing them, anyone waiting to descend on them, assessing the situation.

Perception :  27

Brave but a bit reckless.  Kel thinks as he pursues Ada, worried for her safety.  Reaching her, he looks over the man on the ground, again not taking the situation at face value.

Perception 10

"Oh, and who wants to carry the 20ish gold of stuff we found on those thugs?  Anyone?" 
Misha had no need for riches or material possessions, however, she did have a strong backside. "I shall carry theengs eef no one else wants to. You can trust Meesh."

Misha, oblivious to any danger, nor afraid of it, stepped up to the man on the floor, and next to Ada. "Why you on floor, meester?"

Those looking out, see no one tracking their movement as they head toward the man on the ground. Reaching him, it doesn't take more than a glance to get that same feeling in their gut as they had seen with others. To say the man was uncomely would be an understatement. As Misha asks her question -- and is answered with sobs -- Barkas' keen ears hear a clatter down the alleyway, turning to look he sees numerous figures backlight by an odd light about 45 feet down the way. The group's arrival apparently did not go unnoticed either as one looming figure, carrying some sort of staff, points the party's way, barking out guttural orders before turning and disappearing into the odd swirling light. Three reptilian, man-size creatures carrying morning stars and wicked spiked shields move down the alleyway toward the party, being led by a towering, 8-foot-tall reptilian figure that growls, snarls and practically foams at the mouth as it sprints toward the party.

Initiative!

Khaasta Ravager: 3
Khaasta1: 18
Khaasta2: 5
Khaasta3: 16

Barkas initiative :  14