Faloniir will wait until Tulgi is finished and ask, "Do you know Raegrin Mau?" He doesn't have any reason to believe she would, but if she's involved in some theft ring there's a chance she may. If she says yes, he will follow that up with, "Do you know where I can find him?"
Insight: 13
History: 15
Rolling history to see if Faloniir has heard of the Utolotts.
Tulgi shakes her head and says,
“I don’t know the henchmen’s names, I just call them ‘Hey you’ and ‘Big oaf’.”
Youve certainly heard of the Utolotts, a well-connected crime family with political aspersions in a neighboring city-state. Their presence in this city-state would be a bit of a scandal, though it’s likely they are keen on funneling the interesting artifacts coming out of Eisencross into their own city-state.
”The items that you took, where are they now?” Banyan looks around the room curiously, being careful not to touch anything that looks out of the ordinary.
You noticed Tulgi glance away when she mentioned about sending all the items to Hulil’s hideout, and her hand strayed to her coat (which she is wearing in bed, yes). Now with some shifting in her position you see the glint of a dagger hilt under her coat. Nothing else in the room appears to be remarkable or match the description of the things mentioned on Urgon’s receipt.
"Pelc's Curiosities. Did you steal everything that Urgon sold to them?Fro asks as i assume she stands to avoid the dogs( as I hope the dogs only growl and don't bite). " Do you remember what all you stole?
Fro takes out the receipt and starts to look at the list, did you steal any of these items?
(OOC: Guess we should read the list. What all is on it)
The receipt is dated two months previous, and indicates that Urgon sold several rare items found in Eisencross to the local antique shop, Pelc’s Curiosities, for 1,000 gp. The items are listed as a dagger, a scroll case, a jade statuette, a quiver of twenty arrows, a silver ring set with a jasper, and two blue glass vials.
As you read off the items on the receipt, Tulgi nods and says, “Yes, I believe we got all those items from Pelc’s and moved them to Hulil’s hideout. Shortly after that, I came down with the sickness that is killing me. Now please, let me die in peace.”
The wolves are not impressed with your overtures of affection, Fro. They growl a bit as your hand hovers near them.
Tulgi mutters, “Fergus and Ferrous were always happiest when they were on the hunt. They’re not the cuddly type, as you see. I suppose if you let them back into the woods, they may be able to re-integrate with a pack. But I fear I’ve domesticated them a bit too much for that. Training animals always was my speciality. I’m working on a new project… maybe you noticed the gong….”
Shivers wrack her body. “Please, no more questions, just let me be. Let me die in silence.”
"I'd be happy to take the wolves back to the wild where they belong, see I helped a few animals already before deciding to start adventuring, I'm sure I can convince them to go back to their original home, if it's okay with the rest of you." Gilwynn turning her attention to the others.
Tulgi mutters, “Do what you want with them. I can’t help them any more.”
Faloniir will stifle the urge to rip Tulgi from the bed and throttle her and instead settle for a stern, "We will notify the authorities of this. You will answer for the murder. If you yet live."
He will then turn back to the others and say, "If all of the items were moved from Pelc's to this hideout, I propose we return to Elro and brief him on what happened here and what we learned. Maybe he or someone in town knows the location of this cave." In response to Gilwynn he will say, "That's fine by me. There's nothing left for them here."
Fro looks at the pitiful creature on the bed, then at Faloniir. "I think we will need no authorities." She turns back to the dwarf and pulls her greataxe up into both her hands. "Are you ready?" She looked at the dogs sadly. "I was kind of hoping they would join us, but if we can't take them, they are too dangerous to let loose.."
Faloniir will say, "Wait! If we hurry back to Palebank Village she can still stand trial for her crimes. Elro hired us to find out what's causing this sickness, not deliver frontier justice as we see fit." He will turn to the others, hoping to find support from them, "If she dies before then, so be it. But we have no authority to take her life." Faloniir will gesture at the wolves and say, "Or are we no better than wild animals?"
He will then step outside and set Bryntess' body in a more dignified position as he waits for the others to finish inside.
Banyan watches the exchange carefully, but, just as the others turn to leave, his mind is brought back to a slight movement at the time of asking his question. "You didn't take everything to the hideout did you?You kept a little something for yourself. A dagger maybe?"Banyan pauses for just an instant. "You know that may be the very thing which is killing you. We should have someone check it out. You would hate for someone get hold of it later and accidentally continue this curse of a disease."(Persuassion: 18)
Tulgi reaches into her coat and holds up the dagger in its sheath, all without turning her face away from the wall. The ornate gilded object sparkles in the firelight and is obviously valuable.
“It May not be the best for me to just take it. If you lay it down on the ground, I will find some way to secure it and take it with us to be checked.” Banyan looks through his backpack quickly and not seeing any other options, takes out his bedroll, removes a blanket and goes to wrap the dagger in it, being careful not to touch it directly.
Banyan carefully tucks the package in the bottom of his pack and turns to leave. “There is a third option, allow us to investigate and find out if there is a cure.”
Tulgi shakes her head and says,
“I don’t know the henchmen’s names, I just call them ‘Hey you’ and ‘Big oaf’.”
Youve certainly heard of the Utolotts, a well-connected crime family with political aspersions in a neighboring city-state. Their presence in this city-state would be a bit of a scandal, though it’s likely they are keen on funneling the interesting artifacts coming out of Eisencross into their own city-state.
You noticed Tulgi glance away when she mentioned about sending all the items to Hulil’s hideout, and her hand strayed to her coat (which she is wearing in bed, yes). Now with some shifting in her position you see the glint of a dagger hilt under her coat. Nothing else in the room appears to be remarkable or match the description of the things mentioned on Urgon’s receipt.
Animal handling: 2-1=1
Perception: 18
"Pelc's Curiosities. Did you steal everything that Urgon sold to them? Fro asks as i assume she stands to avoid the dogs( as I hope the dogs only growl and don't bite). " Do you remember what all you stole?
Fro takes out the receipt and starts to look at the list, did you steal any of these items?
(OOC: Guess we should read the list. What all is on it)
Reminder from post #44:
The receipt is dated two months previous, and indicates that Urgon sold several rare items found in Eisencross to the local antique shop, Pelc’s Curiosities, for 1,000 gp. The items are listed as a dagger, a scroll case, a jade statuette, a quiver of twenty arrows, a silver ring set with a jasper, and two blue glass vials.
As you read off the items on the receipt, Tulgi nods and says, “Yes, I believe we got all those items from Pelc’s and moved them to Hulil’s hideout. Shortly after that, I came down with the sickness that is killing me. Now please, let me die in peace.”
The wolves are not impressed with your overtures of affection, Fro. They growl a bit as your hand hovers near them.
Tulgi mutters, “Fergus and Ferrous were always happiest when they were on the hunt. They’re not the cuddly type, as you see. I suppose if you let them back into the woods, they may be able to re-integrate with a pack. But I fear I’ve domesticated them a bit too much for that. Training animals always was my speciality. I’m working on a new project… maybe you noticed the gong….”
Shivers wrack her body. “Please, no more questions, just let me be. Let me die in silence.”
Faloniir will ask, "Where is Hulil's hideout? Do you know of anyone else that has the sickness?"
Tulgi rolls away from you, facing the wall. She is wracked by occasional shivers.
“Croaker’s cave. Please go away. I’m tired.”
Tulgi mutters, “Do what you want with them. I can’t help them any more.”
Faloniir will stifle the urge to rip Tulgi from the bed and throttle her and instead settle for a stern, "We will notify the authorities of this. You will answer for the murder. If you yet live."
He will then turn back to the others and say, "If all of the items were moved from Pelc's to this hideout, I propose we return to Elro and brief him on what happened here and what we learned. Maybe he or someone in town knows the location of this cave." In response to Gilwynn he will say, "That's fine by me. There's nothing left for them here."
Fro looks at the pitiful creature on the bed, then at Faloniir. "I think we will need no authorities." She turns back to the dwarf and pulls her greataxe up into both her hands. "Are you ready?" She looked at the dogs sadly. "I was kind of hoping they would join us, but if we can't take them, they are too dangerous to let loose.."
Intimidation: crit 20= 22
Faloniir will say, "Wait! If we hurry back to Palebank Village she can still stand trial for her crimes. Elro hired us to find out what's causing this sickness, not deliver frontier justice as we see fit." He will turn to the others, hoping to find support from them, "If she dies before then, so be it. But we have no authority to take her life." Faloniir will gesture at the wolves and say, "Or are we no better than wild animals?"
He will then step outside and set Bryntess' body in a more dignified position as he waits for the others to finish inside.
Banyan watches the exchange carefully, but, just as the others turn to leave, his mind is brought back to a slight movement at the time of asking his question. "You didn't take everything to the hideout did you?You kept a little something for yourself. A dagger maybe?" Banyan pauses for just an instant. "You know that may be the very thing which is killing you. We should have someone check it out. You would hate for someone get hold of it later and accidentally continue this curse of a disease." (Persuassion: 18)
Tulgi reaches into her coat and holds up the dagger in its sheath, all without turning her face away from the wall. The ornate gilded object sparkles in the firelight and is obviously valuable.
“Here, help yourself. I don’t need it.”
“It May not be the best for me to just take it. If you lay it down on the ground, I will find some way to secure it and take it with us to be checked.” Banyan looks through his backpack quickly and not seeing any other options, takes out his bedroll, removes a blanket and goes to wrap the dagger in it, being careful not to touch it directly.
You’ve wrapped the dagger in your blanket. Nothing immediately untoward is evident.
Fro looks at the dwarf. "I will leave it up to you. I will end your suffering, it is the way of the goliath. Or you can stay and die on your own.
Banyan carefully tucks the package in the bottom of his pack and turns to leave. “There is a third option, allow us to investigate and find out if there is a cure.”
Tulgi remains facing the wall. She seems utterly spent and past caring. “Please, just leave me alone.”
Fro puts her Axe away. "Suffer and die as you like." She looks at her companions. "Do we take the wolves with us?"