Ashton comes out of the woods and steps up on the porch.  "OK guys, I think we have tried the easy way, lets go in this door.  Everyone prepare for what may come at us." 

(OOC: If everyone agrees)

Ashton will pull his sword,.  "Xerim, will you stand with me to protect the ones without armor?  Pandora, can you check/make this door unlocked?  Once she has verified it is unlocked, everyone else back up so as to have room to use your magic if necessary."  He then moves to one side of the door, with Xerim across from him, and opens the door.   

(Do you all agree on Ashtons plan? If so, who's going to check the door? Pandora, as requested by Ashton or someone else? Or do you interrupt his plan?)

Pandora nods to Ashton. She kneels down, pulls out her backpack and takes out her Thieves’ Tools (Dex: 11). She straightens up and rattles the doorknob.

Pandora tries the door and finds it locked. She reaches into her pocket and produces a small map wit thieves' tools and starts working silently on the lock. However the gloves she wears make it a it harder to pick the lock and as she tries the door again it is still locked. 

"Try one more time." Ashton tells her.  "If it doesn't work, We will try to kick it in."

Carina stands ready, shield up, shivering in the chill.  She whispers:

"Xerim, perhaps you could call on your deity's Guidance once more for Ashton or whoever tries to break down the door, unless..."

She clears her throat once more, and signals for the cleric to give her Guidance momentarily.

"Whoever is in there, you know we're getting in regardless.  This conversation will go better for you if you let us in freely and we don't have to bust your hut down and let this frigid cold in to replace any warmth you have in there."

Intimidation this time:  23 (+ 3 from Guidance if applicable).

Finally you all can hear some movement behind the door. You hear slow steps coming closer and closer until someone unlocks the door from the inside. 

As the door opens, you see a dwarf who on the first glance, seems to have tattoos all over the arms and the face. But as Xerim looks closer, he recognizes those als blue veins, just like the ones Urgon showed some weeks before he died.

The heat in this small cabin hits like a hammer blow. A table set with neatly stacked dishes, tools, and utensils stands at the center of the room. The smell of a simmering soup comes from a pot hanging inside a roaring fireplace. Another fire burns in an iron brazier at the opposite end of the room, filling the cabin with a smoky haze.

The dwarf looks at you and through the symptoms of the sickness it is hard to see if the dwarf is a he or a she. (Perception or Nature if you want to try). However, without another word the dwarf walks back towards a bed in the cabin. Then, shivering at the end of the bed near the brazier the dwarf wrapps itself in blankets. Bulging blue veins streak its face, neck, and hands.

Ashton motions for Banyan, then steps in behind the dwarf.  He moves far enough into the room to make way for all of his friends to enter as well.  

Nature check : 4

"We are sorry to find you this way dwarf.  Would yo be willing to tell me your name?"  We have come trying to find the cause of Urgons illness, it would appear that you are ill as well."

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Ashton motions for Banyan, then steps in behind the dwarf.  He moves far enough into the room to make way for all of his friends to enter as well.  

Nature check : 4

"We are sorry to find you this way dwarf.  Would yo be willing to tell me your name?"  We have come trying to find the cause of Urgons illness, it would appear that you are ill as well."

 Who is Banyan?

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Ashton motions for Banyan, then steps in behind the dwarf.  He moves far enough into the room to make way for all of his friends to enter as well.  

Nature check : 4

"We are sorry to find you this way dwarf.  Would yo be willing to tell me your name?"  We have come trying to find the cause of Urgons illness, it would appear that you are ill as well."

 Who is Banyan?

 Sorry,  Xerim.

The dwarf looks at you with an hostile look in its eyes before saying:

"Aye! I'm sick as Urgon was and if you don't have a cure for me, you might as well turn around and close that goddamn door. It's already cold enough in here! My name is none of your business."

"You know that if we could find out what you and Urgon have in common, there is a chance to find a cure.  Elro seems to think that you and Urgon had nothing in common, but I do not believe that, something has to tie you together.  Ashton softens his voice as much as he can.  "You look like a fighter, I would think you would fight to stay alive, Right now, your best chance is us."  Ashton walks closer.  "No, I care not about your name, only that you suffer."

The dwarf looks a bit confused at you for a second.

"Elro sent you? ... And he didn't told you my name? ... I ... I don't understand! Who are you?"

"Elro did not send us to you."  Ashton now thinks this may be Tulgi, she is sick after all.  "He sent us to Urgons to investigate what may have happened to him so we can find a cure.  We ended up here because we followed your tracks from his house."  I am not sure why you were at Urgons, but you were there, and now I find you sick in bed."

The dwarf breaks the eye contact and stares into the roaring fire fiercely.

"Hah! Then we all entered Urgon's home for the same reason. And as you are here now, t'seems you had as much luck as me to find a bloody cure."

Carina feels the amplified heat of the cabin and looks at the dwarf's blue veins, then back up at the dwarf's face.

She closes the door behind as a courtesy to the sick dwarf once everyone is in that wants to come in, not wanting any more of the heat to escape.

"I am Carina Ravenscale.  My associates can introduce themselves.  As I said, we wish you no harm."  She pauses, coming to what she thinks is a realization.  Perhaps Ashton already came to it.  "You are Tulgi Lutan, then?  I only ask so we do not separately search for her.  What kind of cure were you looking for and why would Urgon Wenth, who died of the sickness, have it in his home?  Certainly, if we find the cure, we will bring it to you."

She taps her finger against her harmonica, thinking about something else.  "Urgon did recently come back from a voyage, did he not?"

Elmira is outside with Pandora and, perhaps annoyingly, is not as cold as the other woman. She keeps her eyes on the trees, but whispers to Pandora. 

"Want to play a game?"

(On mobile, please forgive no formatting)

Pandora sneeks at Elmira "Sure!".  

Elmira turns to Pandora and excitedly explains the game. It's more or less Rochambeau. "Ready?"

(Want to roll a d3 and use that to determine what we shoot??)