After considering the situation for a moment, Tandor prays to Pelor. Then with a muttered comments that he's got this, he lugs to bag to a nearby table and he pulls out his blankets and in short order has them cut up to make 12 one pound bundles, using the same technique he would use when making a bundle of herbs and spices to go into a stew or roasting pot. As a bonus, the string he uses for that will work here. He shows everyone how a quick tug on the string will loosen it and then it's just flinging the flour into the air. After that, they just need to fill the newly made bags.
It takes a few minutes, but once Tandor shows the others what he has in mind, you're able to make a dozen flour bombs.
((I'm going to presume you at least went out of sight of the guy you promised that this wasn't for pranks. Three gold probably bought his silence either way, but he'd be giving you some looks if he sees this.))
Tandor gets sense of disgustingly smug satisfaction from Gilbert.
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
"Call it three gold then." He selected one of the pies and hand it to you wrapped in part of a large leaf.
Tandor stares at the man, Three gold...for a bag of flour and a pie! A family could eat well for a week or more on 3 gold. With a very audible sigh, he hands over the money and collects the pie and flour.
"Shall we see what the commotion is at the seafood place? Maybe our quarry is causing havoc there, too."
You see a trio of official looking types all wearing similarly colored gold and blue robes that seem to be speaking to folks gathered around near where the Seafood stall is. One of them waves their hands at the crowd, looking like they are trying to placate them or calm them down, as the vendors and Night Market patrons clamor around the trio to be heard. A vendor nearby you and the party stands up on a crate, looking in that direction, craning over the intervening stalls and space.
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
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Mixtli perception: 2
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"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war |Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
Tandor rubs his face and gets some flour in his eye, causing it to water. Gilbert has the sense to keep his opinions to himself.
Mixtli is more focused on trying to keep his bags of flour unobtrusive.
Mialee sees a crowd of folks all seeming to talk to some figures in the middle, but isn't able to get too much of a read on the situation other than that everyone seems to be trying to talk to the group in the middle at once.
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
"Can't you see em?" Trencher asks the party, "It looks like the city guard, or whatever they have here, are there. Three of them, trying to calm down the crowd and they are all trying to talk to the guard at once. It looks like a loud mess, at the moment."
"So, do we go down into the loud group and look for our problem guy? Or do we think he is off causing trouble somewhere else?" He just shrugs after saying that, clearly unsure what is the best next move.
"let's listen what is being said, shall we?" mixtli says
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"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war |Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
"There was an attack on the seafood shop; seems to me the situation is ripe for an attack on the noodle store. Let's go there and try to bait out the invisible things."
"There was an attack on the seafood shop; seems to me the situation is ripe for an attack on the noodle store. Let's go there and try to bait out the invisible things."
Hefting his pound of flour, Tandor nods. "Good idea. Let's do it!"
After considering the situation for a moment, Tandor prays to Pelor. Then with a muttered comments that he's got this, he lugs to bag to a nearby table and he pulls out his blankets and in short order has them cut up to make 12 one pound bundles, using the same technique he would use when making a bundle of herbs and spices to go into a stew or roasting pot. As a bonus, the string he uses for that will work here. He shows everyone how a quick tug on the string will loosen it and then it's just flinging the flour into the air. After that, they just need to fill the newly made bags.
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
It takes a few minutes, but once Tandor shows the others what he has in mind, you're able to make a dozen flour bombs.
((I'm going to presume you at least went out of sight of the guy you promised that this wasn't for pranks. Three gold probably bought his silence either way, but he'd be giving you some looks if he sees this.))
Tandor gets sense of disgustingly smug satisfaction from Gilbert.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Mialee scoops up a couple of flour bombs.
"I'm ready if you all are. Let's go get this over with."
"aye. do let's."
((Where you heading?))
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
ooc: Here.
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
((As you begin heading in that direction, let's have a Perception check.))
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Perception: 22
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You see a trio of official looking types all wearing similarly colored gold and blue robes that seem to be speaking to folks gathered around near where the Seafood stall is. One of them waves their hands at the crowd, looking like they are trying to placate them or calm them down, as the vendors and Night Market patrons clamor around the trio to be heard. A vendor nearby you and the party stands up on a crate, looking in that direction, craning over the intervening stalls and space.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Tandor Perception 21
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
Mixtli perception: 2
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war | Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
Mialee perception: 14
Tandor rubs his face and gets some flour in his eye, causing it to water. Gilbert has the sense to keep his opinions to himself.
Mixtli is more focused on trying to keep his bags of flour unobtrusive.
Mialee sees a crowd of folks all seeming to talk to some figures in the middle, but isn't able to get too much of a read on the situation other than that everyone seems to be trying to talk to the group in the middle at once.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
"Can't you see em?" Trencher asks the party, "It looks like the city guard, or whatever they have here, are there. Three of them, trying to calm down the crowd and they are all trying to talk to the guard at once. It looks like a loud mess, at the moment."
7 perception
"So, do we go down into the loud group and look for our problem guy? Or do we think he is off causing trouble somewhere else?" He just shrugs after saying that, clearly unsure what is the best next move.
"let's listen what is being said, shall we?" mixtli says
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war | Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
Some flour gets in Liber's nose and he sneezes.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
"There was an attack on the seafood shop; seems to me the situation is ripe for an attack on the noodle store. Let's go there and try to bait out the invisible things."
Hefting his pound of flour, Tandor nods. "Good idea. Let's do it!"
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric