The Bandit winces in pain and responds "Yes we work for her. How did you know about Croaker Cave?"
As the thief attempts to pry answers out of Rox, she shuts it down, “I’m the one asking questions.” Roxaria uses her authority to shut the two-way conversation down. “How many other thieves does Hulil employ? I want directions to Croaking Cave.”
As Trem hands the silver out, Roxaria holds the handful of coins in front of the prisoner. “Hulil doesn’t pay well, does she? What did you do with the merchant who runs this business?”
Roxaria looks to Kha, “We can’t take him along. We should turn him in to Elro so they can keep him in a cell.”
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Eline feels a droplet of water fall on the back of her right hand. Extending forth her right arm--the one she'd been using to whisper the message to the hapless thief--she balls her fingers into a fist, and approaching the thief, sends a large ice knife like icecicle growing from her forearm. It is quite sharp, and very jagged looking--deadly beyond measure. It is immensely cold. She levels the sharp, cold tip of it to the would-be thief.
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The bandit answers wearily "At least a dozen more in Croaker cave." He then tries to deceive the group by giving false directions. "The owner is in her bedroom"
Upon entering the bedroom, Trem sees what appears to be an ice statue of an elf, bundled beneath the blankets of a bed along the east wall of the room. A small table loaded with dirty teacups and a kettle stands next to the bed.
Reginald? You might want to come in here with you Detect Magic thingy! Eline, I need you to! Can you check Pelc with your Mage Hand? I fear it's too late though...
Trem will carefully search the room, not touching the bed.
Roxaria notes the thief’s weariness. His Information is limited; however, she thinks she can eek out the correct location. His deception seems shaky. Perhaps someone else can help out. Someone like…”Vauthok. Could you jog this fellow’s memory where the Croaking Cave is? I think he’s forgotten where he came from.”
Vauthok had been silent throughout the proceeding after the battle had ended, his chest slowly reverting to the usual pattern of rising and falling after the adrenaline had faded. Blood splattered his tunic and leather gauntlets, dropping from the massive sword that he now had draped over his shoulder. His icy blue eyes bore into the thief from over Roxaria and Kha’s shoulders.
He never moved from his spot as the some of others investigated the next room, clearly finding something if the excited shouts were anything to go off of. Roxaria’s call shook Vauthok from his trance-like state and he nodded in agreement at her request. Jamming the great sword in the wooden floor so it would stand on its own and pulled one of the hand axes from its spot on his hip. The barbarian grasped the thief collar and easily lifted him from the ground, slamming him into the wall with enough force to cause the structure to tremble slightly. In a blindingly fast move, Vauthok brought the axe to bare and buried the blade deep in the planks of the wall barely a hair’s breath from the thief’s ear.
Upon hearing Trem's request from the other room, Reginald gets up and heads towards the elven rogue's call extending his senses outward. As he enters the room, he notes the frozen form under the blankets. He summons a ghostly hand (Mage Hand Cantrip, No Concentration for 1 minute luckily, since he's maintaining the Detect magic spell.)
The young gnome then uses it as directed by Trem. As he also scans the room for anything that castes his interest with the (Passive Investigation 16 since he cannot actively do so and maintain the spell. Looking for anything that catches his eye, magical or otherwise.)
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Eline is nearly thrown off of her feet as the goliath, Vauthok, takes up the would-be thief like a simple ragdoll, and slams him against the wall, threatening to take him apart. Her ice knife spell fizzles out on her forearm, and she looks over at Roxaria, merely shrugging. At Trem's call, Eline perks up, and follows Reginald into the rear bedroom.
"Gods," she notes, "took another, did it..." She approaches Trem while Reginald sets to work with his magical senses. "Trem," she replies when she's standing next to him, "what'd you find?"
Eline also releases her own mage hand cantrip, and begins sending it throughout the room.
(10 Perception around the room to seek for anything besides the frozen figure in the bed that could potentially spread the disease.)
Roxaria places her hand on Vauthok’s back to ease back now that the elf provided good directions.
“I thought you’d see it his way. Thank you! I think it is time to turn you in.”
Rox repositions her hand on Vauthok’s forearm and gives it a gentle squeeze as a silent, “thank you,” before removing her hand. She heads to the back room to see what the shouting is about. Upon seeing the frozen merchant in bed she hesitates again. She looks to Trem, “find anything?”
She moves closer and looks at him. “As I was trying to say earlier, Trem. I need to trust you more. Visiting Elro is a good idea. Even more so now that we know there are at least a dozen other thieves working for Hulil. It might be too much for us to tackle, at least not without a plan. Again, I am sorry that I dismissed you. You haven’t done anything since our first talk to not trust you. I promise to trust you from here out. It’s the only way we can defeat this thing together.”
"Now, that was not smart. Let's not do that again, okay?" Kha squeezes the man's shoulder slightly to indicate his displeasure with the attempt at lying to them.. "I'm trying to see that you can walk out of here when were all done and I'd hate for you to get hurt anymore. So, just a couple more questions... Is your boss - this Hulil, are they the one who's sick since you said y'all were looking for some sort of cure? Doesn't seem like there's much left here, have y'all hit this place before?"
Vauthok ripped the axe from the wall and simply dropped the elf that had been trapped within his grasp once Roxaria placed his hand on his back and signaled that he could stand down now. His took several steps backward so that he was just behind Kha once more and gave the Glassblade a nod in response to her appreciation. As she moved into the next room the goliath turned his glare back on their prisoner as Kha continued to interrogate him, promising pain if the thief spewed more lies.
“Sounds like another ice sickle in the next room..” The barbarian muttered to his orc companion after catch snippets of the conversation from the other room. “Your leader.. Does she know what causes this?”
Trem answers Eline, despite the seriousness of the matter he can't help but smile slightly at the sound of her warm voice.
It seems to be a receipt from when Urgon sold his relics to Verla Pelc. One these things must cause this ice-sickness! Or multiple things... Anyway, I wanted to thank you for take care of me back there. That crossbow wielding Elf would surely have hit me if he wasn't freezing his ass off.
As Roxaria approaches Trem turns to her and hands over the receipt.
Yes, this! It's ok, I just think we got off on the wrong foot. You sure know how take a hit! I would have been a goner!
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Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
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As the thief attempts to pry answers out of Rox, she shuts it down, “I’m the one asking questions.” Roxaria uses her authority to shut the two-way conversation down. “How many other thieves does Hulil employ? I want directions to Croaking Cave.”
As Trem hands the silver out, Roxaria holds the handful of coins in front of the prisoner. “Hulil doesn’t pay well, does she? What did you do with the merchant who runs this business?”
Roxaria looks to Kha, “We can’t take him along. We should turn him in to Elro so they can keep him in a cell.”
Eline feels a droplet of water fall on the back of her right hand. Extending forth her right arm--the one she'd been using to whisper the message to the hapless thief--she balls her fingers into a fist, and approaching the thief, sends a large ice knife like icecicle growing from her forearm. It is quite sharp, and very jagged looking--deadly beyond measure. It is immensely cold. She levels the sharp, cold tip of it to the would-be thief.
"Tell her."
"What she wants."
"To know."
"Or die."
(21 Intimidation)
The bandit answers wearily "At least a dozen more in Croaker cave." He then tries to deceive the group by giving false directions. "The owner is in her bedroom"
19 - deception
Eline does not find any clues.
Upon hearing this Trem feels pretty sure the door isn't trapped and opens it
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Upon entering the bedroom, Trem sees what appears to be an ice statue of an elf, bundled beneath the blankets of a bed along the east wall of the room. A small table loaded with dirty teacups and a kettle stands next to the bed.
Reginald? You might want to come in here with you Detect Magic thingy! Eline, I need you to! Can you check Pelc with your Mage Hand? I fear it's too late though...
Trem will carefully search the room, not touching the bed.
Investigation: 15
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Roxaria notes the thief’s weariness. His Information is limited; however, she thinks she can eek out the correct location. His deception seems shaky. Perhaps someone else can help out. Someone like…”Vauthok. Could you jog this fellow’s memory where the Croaking Cave is? I think he’s forgotten where he came from.”
Trem finds this during his investigations. It a receipt from when Urgon sold his relics to Verla Pelc.
Guys? I found something! Looks like something on this list might be what we're looking for.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
(Sorry, I edited and changed my post)
Vauthok had been silent throughout the proceeding after the battle had ended, his chest slowly reverting to the usual pattern of rising and falling after the adrenaline had faded. Blood splattered his tunic and leather gauntlets, dropping from the massive sword that he now had draped over his shoulder. His icy blue eyes bore into the thief from over Roxaria and Kha’s shoulders.
He never moved from his spot as the some of others investigated the next room, clearly finding something if the excited shouts were anything to go off of. Roxaria’s call shook Vauthok from his trance-like state and he nodded in agreement at her request. Jamming the great sword in the wooden floor so it would stand on its own and pulled one of the hand axes from its spot on his hip. The barbarian grasped the thief collar and easily lifted him from the ground, slamming him into the wall with enough force to cause the structure to tremble slightly. In a blindingly fast move, Vauthok brought the axe to bare and buried the blade deep in the planks of the wall barely a hair’s breath from the thief’s ear.
“Speak the truth or I start taking pieces”
Intimidation: 21
Upon hearing Trem's request from the other room, Reginald gets up and heads towards the elven rogue's call extending his senses outward. As he enters the room, he notes the frozen form under the blankets. He summons a ghostly hand (Mage Hand Cantrip, No Concentration for 1 minute luckily, since he's maintaining the Detect magic spell.)
The young gnome then uses it as directed by Trem. As he also scans the room for anything that castes his interest with the (Passive Investigation 16 since he cannot actively do so and maintain the spell. Looking for anything that catches his eye, magical or otherwise.)
Cats go Moo!
Reginald only senses magic emanating from the frozen elf on the bed. The spectral hand finds nothing of note on the frozen elf.
The bandit shouts in fear. "I..I will telling you how to found I it. Just don't kill me.' He then gives the correct directions to Croaker Cave.
Eline is nearly thrown off of her feet as the goliath, Vauthok, takes up the would-be thief like a simple ragdoll, and slams him against the wall, threatening to take him apart. Her ice knife spell fizzles out on her forearm, and she looks over at Roxaria, merely shrugging. At Trem's call, Eline perks up, and follows Reginald into the rear bedroom.
"Gods," she notes, "took another, did it..." She approaches Trem while Reginald sets to work with his magical senses. "Trem," she replies when she's standing next to him, "what'd you find?"
Eline also releases her own mage hand cantrip, and begins sending it throughout the room.
(10 Perception around the room to seek for anything besides the frozen figure in the bed that could potentially spread the disease.)
Roxaria places her hand on Vauthok’s back to ease back now that the elf provided good directions.
“I thought you’d see it his way. Thank you! I think it is time to turn you in.”
Rox repositions her hand on Vauthok’s forearm and gives it a gentle squeeze as a silent, “thank you,” before removing her hand. She heads to the back room to see what the shouting is about. Upon seeing the frozen merchant in bed she hesitates again. She looks to Trem, “find anything?”
She moves closer and looks at him. “As I was trying to say earlier, Trem. I need to trust you more. Visiting Elro is a good idea. Even more so now that we know there are at least a dozen other thieves working for Hulil. It might be too much for us to tackle, at least not without a plan. Again, I am sorry that I dismissed you. You haven’t done anything since our first talk to not trust you. I promise to trust you from here out. It’s the only way we can defeat this thing together.”
Eline does not notice anything unusual beyond the frozen body.
"Now, that was not smart. Let's not do that again, okay?" Kha squeezes the man's shoulder slightly to indicate his displeasure with the attempt at lying to them.. "I'm trying to see that you can walk out of here when were all done and I'd hate for you to get hurt anymore. So, just a couple more questions... Is your boss - this Hulil, are they the one who's sick since you said y'all were looking for some sort of cure? Doesn't seem like there's much left here, have y'all hit this place before?"
The bandit says "Yeah the boss is sick and Tulgi stole from here before us"
Vauthok ripped the axe from the wall and simply dropped the elf that had been trapped within his grasp once Roxaria placed his hand on his back and signaled that he could stand down now. His took several steps backward so that he was just behind Kha once more and gave the Glassblade a nod in response to her appreciation. As she moved into the next room the goliath turned his glare back on their prisoner as Kha continued to interrogate him, promising pain if the thief spewed more lies.
“Sounds like another ice sickle in the next room..” The barbarian muttered to his orc companion after catch snippets of the conversation from the other room. “Your leader.. Does she know what causes this?”
Trem answers Eline, despite the seriousness of the matter he can't help but smile slightly at the sound of her warm voice.
It seems to be a receipt from when Urgon sold his relics to Verla Pelc. One these things must cause this ice-sickness! Or multiple things... Anyway, I wanted to thank you for take care of me back there. That crossbow wielding Elf would surely have hit me if he wasn't freezing his ass off.
As Roxaria approaches Trem turns to her and hands over the receipt.
Yes, this! It's ok, I just think we got off on the wrong foot. You sure know how take a hit! I would have been a goner!
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil