Galingal watches the others arrive. He notes Lia's apparent ease with the blue tiefling, raises an eyebrow at Stena then shrugs.

He then points out the boat to the new arrivals.

"The sister in there," Galingal says in his accented common. "Agitated. Distracted. Whatever you did is working."

Galingal watches the boat for a moment. Looking for signs of movement or guards leaving.

Perception: 8  

"Waiting to see. More guards go to investigate then sister less defended and attack," he says then pauses. "If she come out and go herself we take here where she not have safety."

Finally he acknowledges the newcomer.

"Who are you?" he asks, looking more at the boat than the tiefling. "Pacifist like Shuushar? Fighter? If not fight stay out of way."

Stena distractedly takes in the party as they arrive on seeing the blue tiefling she sneers saying in common,

"A devil-spawn? Are we actively gathering trash."

Shr grits her teeth and glares at the tiefling, not giving her name, before glaring at Lia then the rest for bring him while Galingal talks.

She does pause in her glaring to give Shuushar a nod before turning back to watch the boat.

Perception: 14

Arcana : 17

“Gut Plucker.. I overheard one of the detective types say something like that when they were looking at the body I saw.”

Neth allows himself to be led by the sleeve of his shirt. 

He regards the new faces “greeting” him at the dock.

Neth frowns for a moment before mumbling to himself and quietly laughing. 

“Where are we going? You all seem to have some sort of plan.”

((Stena and Gal can describe themselves, Neth also sees a deep gnome with a friendly grin, and an eager looking kuo-toa.))

"Name's Jimjar", the gnome greets you. "Bet you didn't think a revolution was how your day was gonna go!"

Lia adds, “The revolution was always going to happen… I might have just… given it a little nudge!… That’s all”.

”I don’t think we’ll get a better chance to take down the sister. Just need to pick our moment”.

Lia asks the group that have been watching the boat, “What’s our best move here?…”. 

Galingal slips Shuushar the note he wrote to warn Ugglukja.

"Go. Warn of trouble. You not help here," Galingal says. Then he looks at Sarith, "He needs to be watched. Protected."

He takes a breath before answering Lia.

"If no changes. We go in and get her. I can dark walk behind guard. Try silence him. Then rest come."

((Would Lia know or be able to tell who still has the mega bardic inspiration that fell on everyone?))

Sarith clasps Galingal's forearm and nods, departing with Shuushar.

((Lia, make a Charisma (Arcana) check please.))

Lia’s Charisma (Arcana) check: 18 

((not sure why the manipulation police came out! Or why the roll changed. The original roll was 11 total)).

There isn't anything resonating in them that would indicate to Lia that they were affected.

((In which case…)) …Lia puts her hand on Galingal’s shoulder and replies, “Good plan… I know you can pull it off! …We’ll follow your lead…”, and grants him bardic inspiration.

 ((Bardic Inspiration (+d6) info… ))

(Has there been any movement on the boat since they all got agitated by the procession/riot Lia started? Guards leaving?)

Stena turns slightly to see Shuushar and Sarith depart but turns back to her watch,  sparing only a suspicious glance to the tiefling and derro.

@DM…

((I'll try to get a overview and next development post out sometime today!))

((Oh, and Neth sees a dwarf with short red hair. She's of average height but leaner build than average. She has a longbow at hand as well as a shortsword and warhammer on her belt. She's got a shield strapped to her back.

She has a severe expression and hostile, suspicious eyes when she looks at...pretty much everyone/thing he has seen her look at excepting Shuushar.))

((And Stena at Shuushar (the kuo-toa that was with Lia) is more dismissive than warm and welcoming, yes?))

((Dismissive but with just a hint of something else.))

Neth would note the one called Galingal is a lean, very pale not quite elf (Shadar-Kai if he’s ever met one). The pale skin is heavily tattooed and scarred, and there are signs of piercings that no longer have jewelry attached. The raven black hair is tipped silver.

Where Stena show’s almost open hostility, Galingal’s expression is more cold and calculating. His first looks were clearly assessing what value Neth might hold and for how long that value might last.

(Good thing Lia was Neth’s introduction to the group).

((If he'd rolled up on them while they were staking out the boat, Jokkord would have had to roll up a new character! :D ))

As Lia, Neth and Buppido join the others, there is movement down on the docks. For those just arriving here, the party is currently in an upper level of a building that looks out over the barricade separating the docks controlled by archpriest Bloppblippodd and her followers of Leemooggoogoon the Deep Father. The rest of the city is nominally controlled by her father, archpriest Ploopploopeen, the head of the religion devoted to Blibdoolpoolp the Sea Mother, though they are more de-centralized, and Deep Father adherents mingle freely among the city. Ploop's son, and Blopp's brother, Glooglugogg (Gloog) has led the others of the party down here to scout his sister's seat of power.

The docks have been claimed and reinforced with barricade and guarded at entryways. One such passage through the barricade is down the end of the muddy street that you are currently on, maybe 40 feet away, and it is guarded by two kuo-toa carrying shields and spears. The docks start shortly after (20ft) the barricade, and the one that Blopp's houseboat is moored to extends another 60 feet to her boat (so total of 120 ft to her boat from where you are now). There is another guard at the end of the dock leading to her boat, and a fourth at her boat. Many of the KTs down here she sent to respond to the surging riot that Lia sparked in the town, though there may be others stationed where you don't currently have visual on them. The adjoining docks are not guarded, though it would take leaping and jumping from dock to boat to boat to dock to get there from an unguarded dock without going for a swim.

Additionally, there is a precarious bridge of rope and fungal slats that extends from a nearby building over to a building near the barricade.

Approaches:

 There is yelling from the boat, and the guard stationed at the boat hurries onto it and down below to comply with his archpriest's demands, emerging shortly dragging a small, pale, white-haired figure by a rope around their neck, and a stocky gray dwarf, beard matted with something wet and dark. Both have been stripped to the waist, and stagger about painfully. Blopp follows shortly behind, decked out in her 'finery', scavenged jewelry draped across fine silks modified to fit her kuo-toa form. Her forearms glisten wetly in the fungal glow, and she carries a dagger as she urges her underling onward.