Terin nods, "I owe you one. I won't forget you lettin' me live." Once he is out into the alleyway, he continues out of view, losing himself within the bustling main thoroughfare of Podol Plaza.

OOC: Ready to advance once the next action has been confirmed.

Hex looks down at the unconscious elf. "Indeed... well first things first, let's go back to my room. I don't think standing around discussing things in a dark alley way next to a bunch of dead and unconscious bodies will look good to law enforcement. Go up first and take Soares with you. Maybe pretend he passed out from getting drunk or something. I'll just clean up a bit here."

She gives Briny the key to her room and is going to try to quickly search and hide the dead bodies in the alleyway before heading up to join the others in her room.

"Everyone we've talked to had ink on their hands or could," Sylyra says haughtily. "None of this makes sense yet, but if we keep poking around, hopefully the masked man will slip up and reveal himself." He tosses his long, blond hair. "By the way, if you see me running after someone in disguise, it's likely I'm trying to follow them without them knowing. I wanted to see where the halfling was going to hide in case there was more to learn there." He brushes at his cloak, clearly not preparing to pick up Soares.

Briny pulls on the arms of the unconscious elf until he is roughly sitting up, then squats and tries to get under one of the arms but doesn't manage to pick him up all the way to standing. Looking over to Hex since everyone else seems busy she says "I could use a little help." Once the unconscious person is situated enough to carry somewhere she will take the key and head for their rooms.

Hex sees Briny struggling and helps her get Soares up before looking at Uragum. "Come on, big guy. You're gonna let her handle this by herself?"

Hex discovers an additional five gold pieces on the body of Terin's fallen halfling companion, along with another fifteen on Fulta's body amid the wreckage of the crates that she had sprung from. In a belt pouch, Fulta also holds a potion of healing, and in a shirt pocket Hex finds a note written on a torn sheet of parchment:

Just get it done, Soares. If they find me, then the last four months have been a total waste. Ensure that the Whisperer's faith in us was not ill-placed.

--B

OOC: Added 5 gp to each character's inventory. Let me know who, if anyone, is taking the potion of healing and the note.

Each character has gained 50 XP for fully investigating each of the three thefts, and thwarting the ambush set by Soares and Fulta.

OOC: Ready to advance once the next action is confirmed.

(Ahh sorry, I thought I posted but I guess I forgot to actually post lol. Also, do we know how long it'll take for Soares to wake up? Anything we can do to speed it up?)

Hex will hold onto the note and potion for now. When she rejoins the group in her room, she shows everyone the note she found. "From someone going by "B." You know. Like Brandywine. Cassra Brandywine? It's definitely her who hired these guys. This can't be a coincidence."

Sylyra scrutinizes the note as Hex holds it out. "Perhaps if we could get a sample of her handwriting."

OOC: From the PHB:

If damage reduces you to 0 hit points and fails to kill you, you fall unconscious. This unconsciousness ends if you regain any hit points.

A stable creature that isn’t healed regains 1 hit point after 1d4 hours.

In other words, the best way to speed it up would be to give Soares at least 1 hit point.

Ready to advance once the next action is confirmed. We can assume that you have returned to Hex's room at the inn to have these conversations.

Hex casts cure wounds on Soares to try and wake him up.

"G'morning, Soares. Hope we didn't hit your head to hard. Do you mind telling me why exactly you tried to kill us?"

OOC: Added the note and potion to Hex's inventory.

Hex's healing pours into the unconscious "elf" (7 hit points), and he begins to stir. His gloved hands move to his head as he takes in his surroundings, a scowl upon his face. "Congratulations, you survived my ambush," he grumbles. "That does not mean you will obtain any information."

Briny snorts at that, and doesn't look up from the notes she is writing on a sheet of paper. "I rather think you slept through that part. Still, never hurts to dot the 'I'-s and cross the 'T'-s."

Hex unsheathes her shortsword and stabs it into the ground, right between Soares' legs. "Come on, Soares. What do you think is more important, your life or your loyalty? Whether you tell us or not, we will find out eventually. In the case that you don't... well, I'll be sure to tell the Whisperer that you ratted them out when we inevitably meet. If you do though, you'll leave with your life in tact and, because I'm nice, I won't tell your boss."

"My loyalty," Soares answers Hex simply. He narrows his eyes at the mention of the Whisperer, but remains quiet, staring down his fate.

It's Sylyra's turn to snort in his more refined way. "Really? Loyalty to whom? Someone who's playing you for a fool and not even paying you enough to make it worth your while? Tell me, did they suggest the ears or did you come up with that grand idea all by yourself?" The elf steps over and yanks on the fake elf ears. "Trust me, you'll be happier being loyal to yourself. We have connections in Phlan. A few good words from us, and you could be making some real gold and without having to resort to ambushes and silly disguises."

OOC: Sorry for the delay, didn't have much of a chance to sit down this weekend.

"Loyalty to a cause, you fo--" Soares starts, cut short as Sylyra yanks the fake ears off. "A cause your petty offers will not convince me to abandon."

Hex cocks her head to the side, staring at Soares' face and searching his eyes. "You and I are a lot alike. I also value my loyalty to my faction and their cause above all else. Let's see how alike we are, hm?" She punches him in the face. "Do you work for the Welcomer's? That trashy little wannabe group of petty criminals?" She watches his reaction to her mentioning the Welcomer's and insulting them.

Unarmed Strike vs. Soares (Advantage-Restrained): Attack: 21 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

OOC: That's 2 damage for the unarmed strike.

Soares cackles through the lips cut by Hex's fist. "My allegiance dies with me," is all he offers.