Rolling to see if the two ladies and the man notice the owl: 17, 8, 19

The owl lands on the ledge of the pool, but slips on the damp surface and splashes in the water with its wings as it tries to stabilise its feet. 

Rolling to see if they like the owl: 5, 15, 13

The first woman squeals in delight, having never seen such a beautiful creature close by. She immediately tries to talk to the owl, making clicking noises with her tongue. The man opens his eyes and joins in, talking to the lady about the intricacies of owl hearing and the beauty of this creature. 

The second woman however jumps right out of the bath. "Birds are evil incarnate, stay away from me you horrible creature. This is unhygienic, someone should remove this,... this thing! I will not come back to this place! How disgusting!!" While she shouts and laments she tries changing into her clothes as quickly as possible with a wet body, swearing under her breath. Then she pushes open the doors and leaves, with her friend yelling after her to stay to no avail. 

With all the chaos and noise suddenly erupting, both side doors open almost simultaneously and two people come into the main room, trying to figure out what caused the trouble. [are they leaving the door open or closing them 1,  2 ] Both leaving the doors open in the rush. 

Jhasso kindly asks the owl to pass through the door to the north.

From the southern room, an androgynous human masseuse with an athletic body and dark brown hair hurries into the main room, from the northern room a slender female human masseuse with short black hair enters the main room, seizes the situation in a heart beat, and sees the owl coming towards her. She crouches down and gets ready to grab a hold of the animal, that has been causing the chaos, when it flies by her.

You hear a muffled "what's going on out there?" coming from the room. 

athletics to grapple, disadvantage for oily hands: 9 

The woman tries to jump and grab the owl mid-flight, but slips on the splashed water and lands on her bottom. The owl almost flies into the face of the lady, struggling to fly with wet wings, but manages to right itself and fly into the adjacent room. 

Through the eyes of the owl Jhasso can see a patron lying face down, his body half-covered by a towel and shiny from the massage oil. Bottles are stored under the table. A beautifully calming lavender smell evaporates from a small dish heated by a candle. 

The owl looks around the room, the window is covered by a yellow-orange silk curtain. Everything seems to look unsuspicious and normal. As the owl flies around the room, it can just from the corner of its eyes, see a change in the stone pattern in the north wall. 

Jhasso thinks he has seen enough. He telepathically guides the owl back to the street, and after taking a misleading route, back to the party.

Seeing the bird coming back, Alysa asks: "So Jhasso,what have you discovered ?"

Everybody at the bathhouse is now trying to chase the owl. The patrons, still in awe of the beautiful creature, open the main doors and a few windows, the staff chasing the owl until it leaves the premises. Then slowly, cleanup efforts start while the owl swings itself silently into the dark night sky.

Restoring his normal senses, Jhassp explains: "This man has seen how the interior of the building. At first glance, it seems a place where people gather to take very hot baths. The motivation for such acts is unclear to this man. Two more rooms are on the inside. This man has managed to guide the fey only in the one to the north. A weird change in the stone pattern is present in that room. It could be a secret passage, it could be nothing."

"I suggest this party takes a rest, the darkness of the night can be exploited for secrecy."

“Very well shall we meet back here or did we want to stick together and rent a room? Either way I got a place I can stay at.” 

"This man thinks it is wise to stay together, whatever the resting place might be."

Nodding “Very well, let us get some rest. Alysa you know any decent Inns?” Bryce will hang his mace on his hip, as he waits for the others to get ready. 

Alysa places her fingers around her chin and thinks "Well, there are a few, but I remember the ElfSong Tavern does rent common rooms. I'm sure we could rent one. Jhasso is right. We should stick together and maybe discuss about our plan."

"And maybe know each other a bit more" she adds with a smile.

With that, the group returns to the Elfsong Tavern. Alan Alyth, the owner, greets you again and is happy to put you up in a nice room, that has an adjacent private dining room through the door. It's 10 SP for the night, including breakfast. It's around midnight now and the tavern starts to smell a bit more intense and there are less patrons. The remaining ones however, are louder and you wonder how good you'll sleep tonight. 

The morning comes and finally the air seems to have cooled down. Low clouds darken the skies and it looks like it is going to rain soon. The breakfast at the Tavern is delicious and you start the day energised. 

Used to plan her actions carefully, Alysa tries to prepare the next day with the group before sleeping.
Since they have a clue of where is the secret entrance, she thinks that the group needs only to enter the bathhouse enter false pretence and, one by one, disappearing through the passage. Maybe one of the arcane users could create a diversion, or maybe she could buy some firecrackers… many possibilities

After discussing with the group, tired from her day, Alysa goes to sleep rapidly.

She wakes up early, before the sun rise, and she uses the kitchen to bake two small cupcakes. Eating one and giving the other one to Nyx. "Here little one, seems like you like my baking..." (+2 temp HP)

Jhasso listens carefully to Alysa' plan, and while he would enjoy some fire, he also proposes a way that would attract less attention: what if they are under the Flamist Fist orders to get rid of rats in the building? That way customers can't get in and the group have all the time to check the place thoroughly.

Jhasso then finds a spot in the room to meditate on the past. He doesn't sleep, he doesn't need to...

"That might do the trick, Jhasso. I can probably get a seal or a letter from the Fist. But I'm afraid that this might alert whoever or whatever is in this secret lair. We might loose our target."

Alysa keeps thinking.
"If we go in when there is more people around, with no mark of the Fist, we might be able to blend in with the patrons and our disappearance from the bath will not be noticed. But I am open to other suggestion."

“I don’t understand why we don’t just raid the Bath House, we’ve had specific instructions to do so but you are the leader Alysa. If you want to be subtle then I’m for it, just know I’m not very stealthy.” 

That night Bryce tries his best to get some shut eye as the excitement of battle is still fresh in his mind. That plus the rowdy patrons Makes it a bit hard but eventually he’ll fall asleep. Later the next morning As his companions begin to wake up, Bryce kneels and prays to his god for his protection and blessings. Mentioning the up coming Raid of the Cultist he Ask Tyr to help protect his companions and that their battle will be swift and just. 

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She wakes up early, before the sun rise, and she uses the kitchen to bake two small cupcakes. Eating one and giving the other one to Nyx. "Here little one, seems like you like my baking..." (+2 temp HP)

 
Nyx chirps happily, eating the cupcake. They flitter around Alysa, and a shower of glitter falls around the fighter. Alysa feels especially alert. She has always been alert, with her training, but now she feels especially so. She is keenly aware of her surroundings.

OOC: Touch Alysa with Vigilant Blessing (she has advantage on her next init roll)

You all find some rest and head out into the busy morning streets. The smell of cooked breakfast and strong brewed drinks entices you from market stalls and small cafes. You follow the same route as the night before. When you get to the bath house, it seems it just opened for business. Freshly washed towels are hung to the side of the building.

The sky, however, becomes darker and more oppressive by the minute. You can almost taste the rain in the air. 

Jhasso walks over the main entrance and addresses the person that manages the place: "The hopes are that a good morning finds you. This man and his group would like to enjoy a hot bath if it is not an impediment to your business."