Gabin - your shot singes his hair as he continues to run away...
The bandit captain looks around and realizes the situation he is in. He looks up at the bugbear "You don't scare me."
And he spits at the ground. He then lets go of his dagger and it clangs as it hits the ground as well. "Just do what you want, I don't care anymore." He slumps within the grasp of the hand and Lanky's grapple.
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While the bandit captain is being grappled and restrained by El Fisto and Lanky, Remi pulls out some rope and starts to tie up the bandit captain. “We aren’t through with you yet. Just you wait.”
Sleight of hand : 15
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Lanky looks at Tastie abd looks at his boots. “In a roundabout way I suppose…” Lanky waits for the bandit captain to be tied up and the earth hand is removed. “Lets go and see of you change your mind.” Lanky then uses his boots of flying and takes off with the bandit captian. “Now tell me why did you attack us.”
Seeing the immediate threats are gone, she dusts herself off and touches her shoulder where the bandit's bolt caught her, eliciting a hiss as she does. "Ouch!" She walks up to the bandit restraining party and looks around at the cowering civilians. She whispers to Lanky, "Umm, hiya Lunky. First time interrogator but long time torturer here. Do you think this is the best place to do this? Maybe these people know him? Maybe they even dislike him?" She giggles. "Maybe we can hand him over afterwards to receive some justice."
“I rather not have a minuite of my flight time go to waste, I am not wasting teo minuites on this poor escuse of a man. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while to some poor sob. I guess if he cooperates I could be a bit more gentle.”
Her eyes bulge in awe and she quickly gets out rope and attaches it to Lanky’s boot. “Hey guys, look! Like my kite?! My Lankite!” She’d like to sway him a bit back and forth. “Whew! Maybe ‘Heavy’ is a better name, jeepers creepers! Higher Hefty! Higheeeerrrr!”
As Lanky starts to take off with the captain under the power of his boots, Tastie quick runs up and throws a lasso over one of Lanky's boots as it is just over her head. The captain looks about wildly having no idea how this is happening and grabs ahold of the bugbear tightly. "Ok, ok, put me down, I-I-I can't fly!!"
While the bugbear starts levitating, the people that had been hiding start emerging from under tables and behind random objects. They all stare in amazement as they watch the two rise above. The florist heads over, slowly, to where Tastie is standing and looks at the rope she is holding. "How, how are you doing that?"
As Lanky starts to take off with the captain under the power of his boots, Tastie quick runs up and throws a lasso over one of Lanky's boots as it is just over her head. The captain looks about wildly having no idea how this is happening and grabs ahold of the bugbear tightly. "Ok, ok, put me down, I-I-I can't fly!!"
While the bugbear starts levitating, the people that had been hiding start emerging from under tables and behind random objects. They all stare in amazement as they watch the two rise above. The florist heads over, slowly, to where Tastie is standing and looks at the rope she is holding. "How, how are you doing that?"
Tastie "What this?" gesturing to the rope. "Magic rope of kite flying of course. Wanna buy it? 100 gold!"
The florist looks at Tastie again and yo'ure not sure what surprises her more, the fact you have a magic rope of kite flying or that something in this world actually cost 100 gold. She looks into her pouch of coins and from your angle all you see is copper. "Nope, not today, honey." and she closes her pouch and continues to watch the spectacle in the sky.
The bandit captain looks at Lanky incredulously, "Tell you what? that you all looked like a good mark heading into this town? We saw you, looking around like you were lost. Good many of you, so I brought all my men." he swears thinking of the deserters. "Can we go down now?"
“What is your name? Listen *name* if we let you live, you are not going to do any more bandit raids. If I hear that you are causing trouble then Next time I will not put you down gently. Understand?” Lanky slowly goes down and sets him to the ground. ”volare prohibere. Okay, um what do you want to do with him? He claims he attacked because he thought we were a good mark.”
Tastie raises an eyebrow....then the other, or tries to but can't. "A good mark? Oh please. A good mark is a fat man with a loaded cart pulled by a donkey." She gestures to her companions. "I mean, look at us. Some edgy, mysterious elves with stabby things, a hefty bugbearian, and me - a beautiful but terriblly powerful sorceress. Who in their right mind would think we were good marks?" If possible, Tastie wants to assess if the captain is lying (she is proficient in insight).
Remi stops laughing and walks up to the de-kited bandit captain, making some subtle hand and arm movements (Thieves cant “How long have you been doing this? F&$@ing A?!? Better speak up.”). Out loud he says, “Better speak up before I make you spill your guts. Literally.”
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A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
As Elirion watches the bandit flee, she considers using magic to bring him down, but instead pulls an arrow from her quiver, a grim expression on her face. Those near see rippling muscles on her otherwise lean frame as she draws back on her long bow and looses the arrow.
Attack: 25 Damage: 7
If that is not sufficient, the will shoot again:
Attack: 20 Damage: 11, (second attack roll in case disadvantage due to range 10)
Irrespective of the outcome with the fleeing bandit, Elirion grunts and turns her attention to the captain. "I do really, honestly, think it is in your best interest to cooperate with us fully -- answer all our questions to the best of your ability, cooperate with us, and guide us to your lair if we so desire." Her words seem laden with arcane energies.
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Lanky - the captain rolls his eyes and agrees, “yeah yeah, well now that I don’t have a crew, won’t be doing it anyways.”
Tastie - The bandit looks at you and scoffs, “Your group here isn’t as tough as you think. We didn’t realize you were all together or we wouldn’t have attacked. And honey, you aren’t as beautiful as you think you are.” (As for insight, he said those things about a mark in the air with Lanky, so only he heard it)
Remi - He looks at you and actually cracks a smile. “Man, if situations were reversed I’d see if you wanted to join us.” He looks around and recalls there isn’t an us anymore and his smile drops. “Been doing it as long as I remember”
Elirion - Your first arrow takes down bandit F as he runs away.. no cap-i-tan anymore.
“I am answering your questions! Got nothing else!” WIS save 5
(( I assume that since it's a concentration spell, Elirion feels the spell dissipate in some way and knows that it has failed ))
Elirion's eyes narrow and she feels the energies dissipate and her spell collapse. She watches the man closely, debating whether now is the time to retry, but decides to see how far his cooperation will go without magical inducement. "Well then, there are one or two things I'd like to know. Firstly, where did you make your base? You said you've been doing this as long as you remember, so you must have one."
With the adrenaline of the fight wearing off, Gabin's composure crumbles a bit and he finds himself sitting down heavily on a nearby crate trying to still the trembling in his hands. His eyes widen as he regards the bandit corpses around him, and the ongoing interrogation of the captain.
Elirion, E'lar, and Remi seem so in their element, and Tastie and Lanky even seem to be enjoying themselves. "Oh Anleysa,"he mutters. "What have I gotten into?"
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Gabin - your shot singes his hair as he continues to run away...
The bandit captain looks around and realizes the situation he is in. He looks up at the bugbear "You don't scare me."
And he spits at the ground. He then lets go of his dagger and it clangs as it hits the ground as well. "Just do what you want, I don't care anymore." He slumps within the grasp of the hand and Lanky's grapple.
While the bandit captain is being grappled and restrained by El Fisto and Lanky, Remi pulls out some rope and starts to tie up the bandit captain. “We aren’t through with you yet. Just you wait.”
Sleight of hand : 15
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
He grunts and groans as you tie him up. "Ahh! not the hand, that smarts!!"
Lanky looks at Tastie abd looks at his boots. “In a roundabout way I suppose…” Lanky waits for the bandit captain to be tied up and the earth hand is removed. “Lets go and see of you change your mind.” Lanky then uses his boots of flying and takes off with the bandit captian. “Now tell me why did you attack us.”
Tastie
Seeing the immediate threats are gone, she dusts herself off and touches her shoulder where the bandit's bolt caught her, eliciting a hiss as she does. "Ouch!" She walks up to the bandit restraining party and looks around at the cowering civilians. She whispers to Lanky, "Umm, hiya Lunky. First time interrogator but long time torturer here. Do you think this is the best place to do this? Maybe these people know him? Maybe they even dislike him?" She giggles. "Maybe we can hand him over afterwards to receive some justice."
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
“I rather not have a minuite of my flight time go to waste, I am not wasting teo minuites on this poor escuse of a man. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while to some poor sob. I guess if he cooperates I could be a bit more gentle.”
Tastie
Her eyes bulge in awe and she quickly gets out rope and attaches it to Lanky’s boot. “Hey guys, look! Like my kite?! My Lankite!” She’d like to sway him a bit back and forth. “Whew! Maybe ‘Heavy’ is a better name, jeepers creepers! Higher Hefty! Higheeeerrrr!”
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
As Lanky starts to take off with the captain under the power of his boots, Tastie quick runs up and throws a lasso over one of Lanky's boots as it is just over her head. The captain looks about wildly having no idea how this is happening and grabs ahold of the bugbear tightly. "Ok, ok, put me down, I-I-I can't fly!!"
While the bugbear starts levitating, the people that had been hiding start emerging from under tables and behind random objects. They all stare in amazement as they watch the two rise above. The florist heads over, slowly, to where Tastie is standing and looks at the rope she is holding. "How, how are you doing that?"
Tastie
"What this?" gesturing to the rope. "Magic rope of kite flying of course. Wanna buy it? 100 gold!"
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
Lanky flies with the rope a bit with amusement, flying a bit higher for Tastie. “I will once you tell me why you attacked us.”
The florist looks at Tastie again and yo'ure not sure what surprises her more, the fact you have a magic rope of kite flying or that something in this world actually cost 100 gold. She looks into her pouch of coins and from your angle all you see is copper. "Nope, not today, honey." and she closes her pouch and continues to watch the spectacle in the sky.
The bandit captain looks at Lanky incredulously, "Tell you what? that you all looked like a good mark heading into this town? We saw you, looking around like you were lost. Good many of you, so I brought all my men." he swears thinking of the deserters. "Can we go down now?"
“What is your name? Listen *name* if we let you live, you are not going to do any more bandit raids. If I hear that you are causing trouble then Next time I will not put you down gently. Understand?” Lanky slowly goes down and sets him to the ground. ”volare prohibere. Okay, um what do you want to do with him? He claims he attacked because he thought we were a good mark.”
Tastie
Tastie raises an eyebrow....then the other, or tries to but can't. "A good mark? Oh please. A good mark is a fat man with a loaded cart pulled by a donkey." She gestures to her companions. "I mean, look at us. Some edgy, mysterious elves with stabby things, a hefty bugbearian, and me - a beautiful but terriblly powerful sorceress. Who in their right mind would think we were good marks?" If possible, Tastie wants to assess if the captain is lying (she is proficient in insight).
DM - And In The Darkness, Rot: The Sunless Citadel
DM - Our Little Lives Kept In Equipoise: Curse of Strahd
DM - Misprize Thou Not These Shadows That Belong: The Lost Mines of Phandelver
PC - Azzure - Tyranny of Dragons
Remi stops laughing and walks up to the de-kited bandit captain, making some subtle hand and arm movements (Thieves cant “How long have you been doing this? F&$@ing A?!? Better speak up.”). Out loud he says, “Better speak up before I make you spill your guts. Literally.”
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
If there are no other bandits within 90 ft, E'lar will move over to check on the others.
If he can get a bandit in range, he'll move to within 60ft and cause a painful ringing in their ears.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
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(( Catching up! ))
As Elirion watches the bandit flee, she considers using magic to bring him down, but instead pulls an arrow from her quiver, a grim expression on her face. Those near see rippling muscles on her otherwise lean frame as she draws back on her long bow and looses the arrow.
Attack: 25 Damage: 7
If that is not sufficient, the will shoot again:
Attack: 20 Damage: 11, (second attack roll in case disadvantage due to range 10)
Irrespective of the outcome with the fleeing bandit, Elirion grunts and turns her attention to the captain. "I do really, honestly, think it is in your best interest to cooperate with us fully -- answer all our questions to the best of your ability, cooperate with us, and guide us to your lair if we so desire." Her words seem laden with arcane energies.
(( DC 14 Wis save ))
Lanky - the captain rolls his eyes and agrees, “yeah yeah, well now that I don’t have a crew, won’t be doing it anyways.”
Tastie - The bandit looks at you and scoffs, “Your group here isn’t as tough as you think. We didn’t realize you were all together or we wouldn’t have attacked. And honey, you aren’t as beautiful as you think you are.” (As for insight, he said those things about a mark in the air with Lanky, so only he heard it)
Remi - He looks at you and actually cracks a smile. “Man, if situations were reversed I’d see if you wanted to join us.” He looks around and recalls there isn’t an us anymore and his smile drops. “Been doing it as long as I remember”
Elirion - Your first arrow takes down bandit F as he runs away.. no cap-i-tan anymore.
“I am answering your questions! Got nothing else!” WIS save 5
(( I assume that since it's a concentration spell, Elirion feels the spell dissipate in some way and knows that it has failed ))
Elirion's eyes narrow and she feels the energies dissipate and her spell collapse. She watches the man closely, debating whether now is the time to retry, but decides to see how far his cooperation will go without magical inducement. "Well then, there are one or two things I'd like to know. Firstly, where did you make your base? You said you've been doing this as long as you remember, so you must have one."
With the adrenaline of the fight wearing off, Gabin's composure crumbles a bit and he finds himself sitting down heavily on a nearby crate trying to still the trembling in his hands. His eyes widen as he regards the bandit corpses around him, and the ongoing interrogation of the captain.
Elirion, E'lar, and Remi seem so in their element, and Tastie and Lanky even seem to be enjoying themselves. "Oh Anleysa," he mutters. "What have I gotten into?"