Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: Lost Mines of Phandelver

Margret considers the situation, warry of a trap.
"Perhaps I can summon Marco to fly around and see if he can spot anything?" (OOC: Summon familiar?)

"Yes, send your bird to look Margret. I'll see if I can get a peek in the tent." Rabbit says. She moves quietly forward, looking for the entrance to the tent. Assuming she finds it she'll try and take a peek at what's within.

(Stealth: 18, Perception: 7)

(Marco is already summoned, he doesn't go away unless you dismiss him permanently, or he is destroyed. Then you'll have to use your spell components with a ritual to resummon. which takes an hour (You can also change his shape this way). He can be put in a pocket dimension and resummoned within 30ft of you, no matter how far away he is sent. You can look thru his eyes and his senses within 100ft of you, but you are blind and death while doing so( you can still speak) , so its best to have someone guard you.

  Waiting for you guys to go from discussing what you do, to also, describing your movement, and or action.)

"Alright, if someone guards me, I'll have Marco take a look."
She has the silent owl swoop high and takes a few loops around camp. Using his sharp vision, he will look for anyone hidden in ambush, then get a bit closer to the tent to see if he can sense any movement in the tent or within the camp area.

Perception with advantage: (+3)= 22

Marco takes flight, as said he swoops Margret has the sensation and enjoyment, of being high in the air. As Margret/Marco looks down, they detect a putrid smell. then see humanoid creatures carrying buckets of stone out of the tower dumping the stone in a pile, then, they go back inside the tower. Some have bones, sticking out of their clothes, they, don't look to be living.

(Reposting action from #3545)

Rabbit moves quietly forward, looking for the entrance to the tent. Assuming she finds it she'll try and take a peek at what's within.

(Stealth: 18, Perception: 7)

Margret relates what is seen through her wise owls senses.”  Maybe undead or a necromancer”

As Margret relates what she sees and smells, Rabbit is already there she peaks inside and sees expensive rugs and pillows of someone's living quarters, a bell goes off with the loud ringing.

A man in a slightly dirty red robe emerges from the tower, and states  “Who are you? What is the meaning of this?”

Rabbit swiftly turns to look at the man in the red robe. "My pardon. We were sent by Daran in Phandalin to see how things fare here at Old Owl Well. It's a pleasure to meet you. People call me Rabbit."  She glances over at Margret. "Evidently there are undead about? Were you aware of that?" 

The man in the red robes gives Rabbit a smug, charming smile, he waves his hand and the alarm stops, he commands "Company! Salute!" and all the zombies drop their buckets and salute Rabbit. The man says "I'm Krost, thanks for the information, Mi lady Rabbit" He grins "But I've got the situation, well in hand." 

Margret moves closer

”Hello Krost. Quite the operation you’ve got here.”

She smiles at him in greeting as she puts her arm out.   In a moment,  Marco silently lands on her gloved hand.

”I’m Margret.”

Calithor moves up as Krost introduces himself. Name's familiar, but it's not on my list, he thinks as a faint smile play on his lips. The smile broadens as he approaches, "Yes, impressive. What ... ah ... are you and your ... servants...trying to do here?" he asks as he examines the rubble.

Krull remains silent..He stares at Krost studying his features. He isn't sure if he is a potential threat or just a crazy friendly lad who has skeletons as helpers (13 insight)

"Yes, you certainly have quite the troop here," Rabbit says. "And a lovely little tent.  Though I'd think it would get lonely with just you and the undead.  What are you up to out here?" she asks, echoing the question from Margret. 

(Insight to evaluate the man's response: 11)

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Margret moves closer

”Hello Krost. Quite the operation you’ve got here.”

She smiles at him in greeting as she puts her arm out.   In a moment,  Marco silently lands on her gloved hand.

”I’m Margret.”

 "Yes it is, Margret, nice familiar you have, pretty lady" a bat crawls out from under, then hangs from his flat brimmed hat

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Calithor moves up as Krost introduces himself. Name's familiar, but it's not on my list, he thinks as a faint smile play on his lips. The smile broadens as he approaches, "Yes, impressive. What ... ah ... are you and your ... servants...trying to do here?" he asks as he examines the rubble.

 Krost shrugs "I guess it be no secret. Or maybe it is?" He shakes his head "Much was lost when the last orc hoard swarmed this land. You see this was built thousands of years ago by a long-vanished empire, Old Owl Well is a ruined watchtower, part of a network of forts, walls and castles.  Anyways this is my claim or dig, you could say."

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"Yes, you certainly have quite the troop here," Rabbit says. "And a lovely little tent.  Though I'd think it would get lonely with just you and the undead.  What are you up to out here?" she asks, echoing the question from Margret. 

(Insight to evaluate the man's response: 11)

 

 "Nah, I have plenty of people to talk too, the best part is they don't argue." he gestures to the zombies and laughs "Every time so called, adventurers come to call and attack without cause, or even saying hi. I have more, or less, to talk too." He rolls his eyes with the statement. 

He then nods to you all "But it is, usually nice, that some, come by and simply talk. If that's what you wish, sit out here, I'd invite you inside" he nods to the tent "But, I've got nasty surprises in the tent, for trespassers." he gestures to some logs around a fire pit" I'll get my crew to fix you some tea and crumpets. Use the well, if you want to refill your skins. That's what the locals did" he puts his hand, massages his chin in thought. "I don't know why they stopped."

(he seems genuine.)  

 "Thank you for the offer. Good hospitality is hard to find these days." Margret smiles and sits by the fire pit. "We were attacked by these annoying flying harpies. I'm curious if you could give me some advice? What do you do to keep them from attacking the camp and throwing rocks at you?"

"Harpies? Nasty things," He shows you a ball of wax, points to his ears "Magic missiles, or arrows? I prefer magic missiles, or, a fireball. "

Margret envisions a huge ball of fire igniting a harpy in flames.  
“yeah , I could see how a fireball would be very convincing.”

she smiles at him In admiration. 

Krull lowers his voice so only Rabbit can hear him "He seems alright. Wierdo if you ask me but who I am to judge ..At least K.O said nothing.I say leave him alone or help him and earn some cash. "

Rabbit nods, speaking very quietly to Krull.  "Guess we can be nice and join him for a moment.  Then soon be on our way.  Make sure K.O. stays alert at least."

She then moves towards where the man had indicated by the fire. "Not sure we'll stay long, but your hospitality is very kind."