Lucky contemplates He would then start to walk away from the table and say the idea for a few seconds. After some thought, he stands up and says, "I guess that sounds good. I would really have liked to see this secretary as soon as possible, but this works." He would then start to walk away from the table and with his usual dry tone say, "I'm gonna go speak to the EPD and see what else they've gathered." Lucky pauses in his tracks and hesitantly faces the group. As he starts to speak, his voice becomes barely audible as he says, "If any of you want to join me, feel free."

It appears the old gnome may have dozed off for a second. When Lucky stands up he awakens with a startle. "Ahem," He clears his throat, "I'll join you Lucky. The EPD and I have a bit of an understanding. I've never been too impressed with their work, sloppy and unimaginative in most cases." He stands up very quickly scans the paperwork on the table. "I would suggest we then quickly interview any of the eye witnesses. Starting with Kidra, this Ambershadow's death appears to be the least well documented. We need alot more details on this one before we assume it is related. Since we are a small army of investigators perhaps we divide and conquer?" Fizz suggests splitting up as he has not read the dnd manual and has no concept of the dangers of splitting the party ;) 

"I'd best be on my way, too." Lagash groans as he stands up, "I've got a lot of things to think about tonight, based on recent events. Fizz, Shel'lok, I trust y'all know where the EPD is? Should still be open. And please, don't disturb those that're sleeping, just for the sake of an interview. Wouldn't hurt to check, though---Kidra's something of a night owl." He takes a few steps towards the exit of the inn, and turns to y'all to deliver his last piece of advice. "Oh, and don't go sneakin' into the houses of the victims and such. It's just not polite, and I don't want to have to deal with any reports of breaking an' entering. Good night." With that, he departs, leaving you alone in the room.

Diaelle acknowledges the mayor’s advice and Fizz’s suggestions. “I‘ll go see if Kidra is up. Anyone feel like joining me?” She nervously looks around at the group. 

Krix raises his hand. "I would be happy to accompany you. Shall we?"

Echo smiles at Dialle. “I’ll tag along too, if you don’t mind.”

Fizz pops up and turns for the door. He stops short and whirls around, "OK then if we are going to split up it would be most efficient if had a place to exchange information when we are done. How about we meet back here. Exchange notes and then retire for the evening? Please be thorough with your investigation. I don't want to waste time going back tomorrow." 

He will then head out with Lucky and whoever else wanted to accompany to the EPD. He hums a slow melody as they walk. For a old gnome he maintains a focused and brisk pace.

As Lucky and Fizz walk down to the EDP, Lucky's eyes seem to constantly be looking around him. His constant blank and tired expression seems to have a glint of paranoia within it. To try to calm himself, he focuses on the tune that Fizz is humming. 

Hemlock tags along with the group visiting Kidra, "it's a little morbid, but I do hope we can find something near the victim's home, given that Miss Ambershadow seem to have the least written record..."

Once they arrive at the Kidra's home, Hemlock pulls out his quill again, holding it out in front of his face at eye level as if he's about to write. He closes his eyes momentarily and swipes the quill across in a quick stroke. Shimmering ink bleeds out of the quill in a horizontal line in front of his eyes, holding it's shape in the air, and soon dissipates as if blown away by the wind. Hemlock opens his eyes again, something shimmers in his irises, and he gives the surrounding a quick scan.

(ooc: long description for a detect magic lol. He thinks this is more than poisoning so he's looking for signs of magic and just getting an idea of what place Elibyn lived in. Perception if needed: 6)

Shel'lok casually walks with Fiizzand lucky  towards the EPD, humming a song for himself as they walk through the streets. 

You all walk outside The Lazy Peacock. It's dark out. The few lampposts lining the streets are illuminated, moths swarming around their glass covers restlessly. You are the only people out on the street. Despite the silence of the immediate area, you can hear the excited buzz of the carnival coming from the easternmost side of town. It's about a five-to-ten minutes' walk from where you stand.

The two cohorts depart, but not before one of the locals in the group gives Hemlock, Diaelle, Krix, and Echo directions to Kidra's home. A few minutes of walking along the dirt path that leads to her house, and you seem to have arrived. A single wooden signpost staked in front of the house simply reads, "Kidra's" in scratchy writing. Kidra's house is poorly cared for---the paint on the outside of the country home is peeling, and the planks on the porch have curled up. The only thing on the property that looks like it's tended to is the corn field that stands to the side. The lights are on inside the house, but there is no one inside or out on the porch.

Suddenly, a piercing, blood-curdling scream comes from inside the corn fields.

Hemlock:

Diaelle:

Looking around reveals that the EPD building resides across the street from the inn. Warm light bleeds out onto the street through blinds covering the windows. Upon entering the building, Lucky, Shel'lok and Fizz are all greeted by a young hill dwarf at the reception desk. "Hey Fizz, Shel'lock, and company. Can I help you with anything?" He asks with a smile.

Are you a local?

"Hello Barryl. No time for pleasantries we are on the case of these rather disturbing sleep time murders. The mayor sent us and we'd like to get a look at as much of the evidence as we can before the trail goes cold. I assume you all have looked into things? Who's leading the case on your end we'll need to speak with the straight away."

Fizz continues walking straight up to the desk and again summons his magic pen and whips out his note book ready to get to work. "Feel free to tag along Barryl, perhaps you'll learn something from us professionals."

In the process of giving his surroundings a scan, Hemlock jumps a little when he hears the scream. He looks back at his companions and swallows, "w-we all heard that, yes? I think someone might be in trouble...!" And he rushes towards where he heard the scream, tripping over himself a little when he reaches the field.

Group 1: Lucky, Fizz, Shel'lok

"Ah, right, of course." Barryl, scooting his chair back to a row of file cabinets, sifts through a few papers that sit on the tops of the cabinets. "Hmm," the sound of papers flipping sharply fills the room, "Well it looks like Sergeant Yul and his team are on that case. He's out for the night, along with the rest of the group, so if y'all want to speak to then directly you're gonna have to wait until tomorrow. He gets in early tomorrow morning, and you can catch him then." He stands up and walks over to the desk again, fiddling with the collar of his uniform shirt. "I might have a few of his team's reports in the back, if you'd like me to get those. But, I heard that they weren't able to get a lot of information."

Group 2: Hemlock, Diaelle, Krix, Echo

Hemlock, you trip and run through the corn to the source of the sound. A second or two after you burst into the sea of corn, a small, black figure dashes right in front of you and disappears into the young corn stalks again a second later. The screaming seems to be coming from the figure.

Fizz gives a heavy and not so subtle sigh, "Yes, we'll take a look at the reports. Please, anything you can provide would be of value. Did you all collect any physical evidence from the scenes?" He looks to his companions, "Typical EPD... going home to sleep when there is a murderer on the loose. Perhaps it is good that the Mayor got us all involved."

After hearing Fizz's comment, Lucky's blank expression would gain a shred of anger on it. He clenches his fist and says, "You mean they are normally like this? Not working on it with all they have?"

Echo follows Hemlock into the field, mentally preparing herself for the horrible sight that usually comes with such a blood-curdling sound. Upon reaching the Tiefling and finding him alone, she looks around in confusion, scanning the corn for the source of the scream.

"What's going on? Is everything alright?"

"Ah- w-" Before Hemlock can say anything, the figure is gone.

He turns back to Echo, "there was someone, " he gestures a bit frantically of what he managed to see, a small figure, "they were screaming but they ran past and I couldn't talk to them... I think we should find them in case they hurt themself. I'll see if I can find them, from somewhere higher."

A gust of wind blows past, and Hemlock stretches his arm out a little, catching the breeze. A moment later, he begins to hover, as if lifted by the wind, and he flies towards the direction he saw the small figure run. Perception to find them if needed: 6.

(ooc: Hemlock will use his elemental gift and gain a fly speed of 30ft for 10 minutes)

“Well “ interrupts Shel’lok before Fizz can reply to Lucky “I am sure that they had been working hard on the case and everyone needs their sleep my friend. Good Barry here is on night duty but I can assure you that they always do all that is in their hands to help. Right Barry?” He turns towards the dwarf hopefully defusing the situation. “Now my friend please allow us , night owls, to catch up si we could lend a hand. And tell Miss Heintenhower to clean your uniform with a little bit of calendula next time. That would prevent the  hitching.” He adds as a side note