Vivien would stand beside Lyla, waiting to speak only when addressed.  Vivien respected the Cobalt Soul and was confidant with Lyla speaking for the group in this situation.  

Lyla from what you remember leaving the Cobalt Soul’s HQ you saw some of your seniors are investigating a missing shipment that contain an artefact from the divergences era, which is man vs god. They want to get their hands on it to prevent anyone from using it for destructive purposes.

The receptionist adjusts her glasses, squints at you. “Huh? Palma Flora what about it?” She listens to you carefully as she write down some notes.

-

The bartender smirks at you Crispin as you suggest hiring a bard and a maid as he pours more of this ale. “Well…I can’t really do that, let just say that my bar have a few controversies that drive customers away!” He replied as he listens the two of you talking among yourself. As you took off the fancy robes, you see the bartenders widen his eyes as he looks at the robe. “No sorry…I don’t have a lost and found box!” He politely bows at you in apology.

(How much gold you’re willing to fork out to give this to the bartender)

You don’t know what the insignia is but you can tell that robe’s material is way finer than any typical clothing you wear.

As you were talking among yourself A’ro and Crispin, you saw a group of 10 sailors of different races enters this lonely bar, as you study them carefully they seem to be more intimidating than usual as they carefully approaches you. “Oi you’re sitting on our seat!  Move along pipsqueak and your twinkle toe friend over there!” A buff goliath growled at you and is standing right in front of you as he stole one of your ale that was about to serve you.

((Sorry, no gold to bartender.  My idea was to get something out of a Lost and Found box, not put cloak in.))

     With no spare clothing he can claim, Crispin moves the pistols and their holders behind his back and then gold and rolls the red cloak in such a way to tie it around his waist so as to hide the pistols but not block his use of his rapier or dagger…  it may not be fashionable but he never won many awards for that.

     When the new customers come in Crispin pays it not heed at first, glancing over them to be sure they didn’t seem to be any kind of law.  They most definitely did not.

     “Your toes twinkle?” Crispin asks A’ro curiously.  “You never told me that!  How could you keep that from me?”

Lyla looks between her companions, noticing that the expectation of explaining was on her. She spins her bracelet, clearing her throat. "Yes, well..." she lowers her voice. "We just arrived from there. It's no longer there. That is, the island was attacked by some sahuagin, and as they were being repelled, the island began to sink. It sounds insane, but my companions and I were there. We have refugees with it who can also corroborate our story if our word isn't enough."

Vivien would add onto Lyla's statement.  "The refugees and ourselves were rescued upon the vessel of a Captain Three-Earrings of the Clovis Concord."

"There were a handful of smaller ships, local fishermen mostly, that also escaped the island as it sank, but between that and the creatures attack is hard to say how many really survived the attack." adds Xan'drila.

A’ro just shrugs as he finishes off the mug of ale “Because luck favors the bold my friend. I feel Avandra has made a path for me that if I did not go down it, I would be disappointed.” He just looks at the bartender and smiles placing a gold down sliding it to hide it from the new group entering the bar “Keep the drinks coming until we are gone and whatever is left is the tip…I don’t think we are going to drink a golds worth of coin.”

As the group approaches A’ro just smiles turning around and looking around the area as he chuckles “No, he must be thinking of some other genasi…I heard fire genasi do that. Though I do like dancing so maybe that’s what he is talking about.” He looks over to Crispin “Though to think of it you might be twinkle toes and I might be pipsqueak…this is why I don’t like people just giving nicknames willy-nilly its an art, not something you do at random." he turns his attention back to the group "You no what I mean Teacup, Nugget, Smarty, Scout, Boomer, Buddy, Sport, Dude, Buster, and Tank?”

     While A’ro is calming the situation down, Crispin studies these new customers and the bartender trying to get a bead on if this was a set up or not.  Could be this bar makes its money by waylaying unwary travelers…

Insight 10
     Truthfully though, it doesn’t matter.  There was little to no chance of getting out of here without violence even before A’ro called one of them ‘Smarty.’  No self respecting thug was going to put up with that!

The receptionist gives you a long look that makes you uncomfortable as she shift her gaze to Vivien and Xan’drila, nodding to herself. “I see…” She replied as she records everything you said to her and adjusts her glasses and looks at you. “Well...The Clovis Concord will investigate this matter at hand; I hope you’re serious about this matter!“ She added while answering her calls from the sending stones. “We’re currently busy at the moment so I report this to my superiors and dispatch a local Zhlezo to investigate Palma Flora how’s that sounds Ms?” She rolls up the parchment and ties it with a simple string and gave it to a nearby seagull familiar that swoop past by you.

"A-and who is this Captain Three Ear Rings Ms?" The receptionist looks at you Vivien as she is curious of this person.

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The Goliath gives a small chuckle at the both of you. “Heh I love your attitude little man!” The Goliath man smashes the ale’s glasses on the wooden ground and wipes his mouth from the drink. “For your information my friend you’re in my turf and you have crossed the line, you have to do what I say or there will be consequences!” He threatens you as you see some of his gang members pulling out their weapons and the bartender quickly hides under the table. “Eh-eh please do as he says!” The bartender pleaded as he took out some of his coins to the gang leader! The both of you are surrounded by the gang waiting an answer from you.

Gang as Follow

• Goliath man – Leader (Teacups)
• Male Wood Elf man- 1 (Nugget)
• Halfings twin siblings - 2 (Smarty & Scout)
• Tiefling woman- 1 (Boomer)
• Half-Elf man and woman – 2 (Buddy & Sport)
• Human man -1 (Dude)
• Half-Orc man - 1 (Buster)
• Kobold – 1 (Tank)

(Thanks for naming the whole gang!)

Each of them have a Snake tattoo on each of their body parts that is visible to you.

Crispin you can tell that you’re being robbed by this gang and the bar earns whatever it can to support the business.

"Lady Vivien Iranapha of Port Damali."   She'd answer, producing her scroll of pedigree to the receptionist for further confirmation.  "I can attest to the report from my Cobalt Soul compatriot beside me.  I was visiting Palma Flora on vacation when it was raided by sahuagin and sunk into the sea not too long after.  Captain Three-Earrings i presume was docked at Palma Flora and allowed us and many refugees to board her vessel.  She is a tabaxi, silver fur, says to be loyal to the Clovis Concord, and interestingly enough was transporting cargo; coincidentally to my family."

     "Alright, alright," Crispin says as he gets to his feet.  "We'll do what you say and move along.  None of our business if you're shaking down some place we never even stepped into before, is it Twinkle-Toes?"

"Arkwren. Lyla Arkwren." She responds quickly. "I can swear to you that it happened, and that event was unnatural. Something of that size does not sink in such a short amount of time."

She glances between her companions, looking mildly frazzled. "We will be reporting the details, and the accounts of some of the refugees, to the Cobalt Soul. If the Zhlezo or the Concord need further details, they'll be best directed to our Archive."

Xan'drila feels a mix between confusion and annoying. 

"Excuse me, miss... " she waits for the receptionist to give her name, ignoring the fact that she could have done it already "I have the feeling that you are not taking this seriously. We need to speak with someone in charge, now, and not to forget this buried in your bureaucracy. "  

A'ro just sighs standing up "Seems like Pipsqueak over here isn't up for anything and would hate to cause any more rifts in the owners sea. Plus I don't think any of us want an encounter with guards today. So I'm just going to back out of this one Teacups. Shall we go Pipsqueak?"

The lady took your particulars and carefully examines it then returns it back to you and gives you a nod of approval. “We’ll look into your captain and this situation” She replied then nods at you. “Yes our company have good relationship with the Cobalt Soul and I will send a representative to the Cobalt Soul!” She added then gives you a slight annoyance then forces a smile at you. “Forgive me, my boss is currently is not available at the moment and an island sinking overnight is not possible unless there further proof that you can give me!” She adjusted her glasses and looks at you Xan’drila. “If you’ve done talking, I’ve have patrons that needs attending to do to!” The receptionist kindly leads her hand to the door and you see guards looking at your group.

-

As the both of you are both to left the tavern, you hear “Tank” the Kobold shouted. “Eh… Boss! Isn’t that dirty hobo supposed to be Crispin Barnaby? Someone puts a huge bounty on his head by the Myriad’s higher up?” The Kobold points at you with his butter knife at you.

Teacup the goliath rubs his goatee and looks at you both. “I’ve almost forget, well…the wanted posters says dead or alive and the reward is 10000 gold! Bringing him in hot is not ideal and cold is a better way to go huh!”

(Roll Initiative! for the both of you!)

Initiative: 10
     “Wait…  how much?” Crispin asks, dumbfounded.  “For me??”

“Tell me my friends” say Xan’dryla to them but still staring at the receptionist and not moving out an inch of the table. “We, at House Fei’la in Syngorn have other ways it seems, so please enlighten me. It is customary here to hire rude and dumb people to receive news or is just this person here?”she pulls out a fine silver chain with a ring on it. Mithril made with a small, elegant, blue diamond on it. “  How are we supposed to bring proof of a sinking island? Bring you water from the ocean? “ her tone is as sharp as her blade and her glance could freeze the warm air of the day. “You have our testimony and we have more than fifty refugees in your city now. “ she makes a pause and lowers her voice. “You don’t believe us so you are calling us liars.” Now the temperature drops around them “I am Xan’dryla Fei’la heir of House Fei’la of Syngorn and I haven’t been treated this way in my life. I will not waste more time exchanging words with you. Now your place and bring here your superiors so we can talk with someone who could understand what we are saying.” 
She stands tall holding the woman’s eyes. 
If she tries to talk nothing but an apology she interrupts her.

”Don’t you dare to speak to us again unless you want to make it worse. Now go.” 

(Intimidation in case is necessary: 10)

A’ro just blinks for a second as he looks at the Crispin and then the group “What’s he wanted for?”

OOC:

14

There are many things Lyla is not fond of. One thing she seems to be scared of is an angry voice. Despite some of Xan'dryla's movements being a bit over the top, the scholarship shrinks back some out of instinct. She glances between the receptionist, her companions, and the guards looking at them. A small, anxious smile is aimed at the guards, a poor attempt to make everything seem ok.

The receptionist smiles at you Xan’drila as you throw a tantrum at her, Xan’drila you can tell that she is not phase by your threads as she is so used to verbal insults thrown at her.  “Guards please escort our kind customers outside the building and thank you for your input Lady Xan’drila!” She bows at you as you see some of the guards put up their hands at you.

“Please kindly come with us outside of the building, any hostility met will result in a fine or incarceration!” The guards warned at your group urging you to come with them peacefully.

-

“W-well… this beauuuitful lady Captain Clara Seaheart puts you a hefty bounty on your head, let just say she have a huge score to settle with her dearest baby boy!” Teacups laughs and he attempts to charges at you Crispin pinning you down. "She is willingly to pay 10000 or more which is a huge sum of gold for us Serpents!" 

"Boss don't beat up poor little precious here, Lady Clara wants to see his handsome face intact!" The lady Tiefling shouted at Teacups.

Make me an Athletics or Acrobatics check as Teacup attempts to grapple you.

Initiative

Map: Soon