Rick lifts his chin and puts on his bravest face as he carries Breldo in the most awkward and uncomfortable way possible - Breldo bending in a U, the wrong way.

Rick looks at the disc and the mace.

"Voice in the wall? What is with the mace?"

Rick carries Breldo in such a way that the forces above wonder if he should start rerolling death saves. Luckily, the others outside are quickly there to help in dragging everyone out.

"I have some of that weird goop that cured his wounds earlier, but he seems stable... Maybe it's time for rest after whatever happened here?" Asimi notes.

The wall responds to Rick's question.

"You should really be asking questions to the one of us who's stuck in the past! Is it not evident that its a reward for doing well?"

Rick grabs the mace and the disc, rolling his eyes.

Rick nods to Asimi as he leaves the Valor room and pushes the new disc into the machine, trudging along with the swinging Breldo as he goes.

"Rick hurts all over. Lore tried to kill Rick."

Rick will then prop/drop Breldo haphazardly against a wall then head over to Khond. He will spend a long moment looking at the centaur before trying arrange him in such a way Rick figures is most comfortable.

"Rick thinks a watch is needed, yes? New Elf and Old Elf sleep less? Elfs can do it."

He then snuggles into Khond.

(Just checking, wishing to do a long rest and leave the watch to the npc's then? Khond and Breldo should give me a 1d4 for how long they are going to be lights out.)

((Yes, please. And mace attunement, if that is a thing.))

3

2

((That's convenient.))

Slowly everyone sinks into a deep sleep, Khond and Breldo stirring awake around the same time, Asimi briefly informing them of what still happened, before telling them they should continue to rest off their injuries. It takes much longer still- Long enough that people could choose to burn some hit dice if they so choose- When it is Sylvera who begins quietly prodding people awake one by one, whispering and urging them to stay quiet.

"Get up, there's someone coming down the stairs."

Indeed, whoever is there is trying to stay quiet, but the clanking of metal is still unmistakeable. It sounds like it might be a few people.

((Burned both HD to get 10 back.))

Rick is up in a flash and scrambles to get hidden as best he can before whomever arrives, which turns out isn't great.

Stealth: 9

As people in general begin to stir and some sound must eventually escape do the metal boots descending down turn far more urgent. 

Breldo also scrambles for cover and aims his crossbow at the stairs. 

Stealth: 21

((Used both HD to get full.))

((Both HD used to reach 12HP))

Khond  gets himself up, a little stiffly, and readies his rapier.

While a lot of people scurry for cover, it is kind of hard to hide their presence in full what with goods and bedrolls scattered, and some like Asimi seem caught like a deer in headlights, only realizing a bit too late they should probably be hiding. The figure that comes down the stair first seems to be someone dressed in ornate half-plate, although it is hard to make out distinguishing features in the mostly dark. At least three more figures are joining closely behind them, as the armored figure slings a heavy crossbow in the party's direction.

"I care not if you're bandits or poachers! Under the king's authority, you are all under arrest! Throw down your weapons!"

Rick nudges Khond, from the far side of Khond, to answer.

Khond takes a step forward, lowering his rapier, "I think you will find we are neither bandits nor poachers.  And I do believe you will find we are not under arrest.  The king holds claim to the lands of this region, but this holds true for all lands of the kingdom, and these lands are not barred.  As we have taken no game nor lumber from the lands we have stolen naught of the king's properties, and if you believe we are bandits then I must say that I am quite offended to have burly, heavily armed men whose first act on coming across travelers is to bellow and threaten suggest such a thing."

The centaur takes a half-breath as he looks the lead man up and down, puffing his chest up indignantly, "In fact, I rather think we should be placing you under arrest in the King's name.  You wear fancy armour, but I see no coat of arms, no insignia of the King, no writ of authority, nothing!  And you declare arrest of the innocent, travelers who have done naught but claim the right of guardianship and shelter to which the King and all of noble blood are beholden!  It is as if you are not even aware of the laws of the land!  Now lower your weapons and identify yourselves properly, lest we arrest you and deliver you to the capital for the crime of Impersonation of the King's Men and Those of Higher Authority."

Khond is, of course, spouting bull.  But he's got enough words to ignore what laws are real and made up.
(In case you want a roll, 12. +6 for Deception, or +8 for either Persuasion or Performance.

Khond starts up a whole spiel, and for a moment it looks as if the darkness-obscured figure is actively listening, waiting to see what the centaur might say... But he's only halfway through his first paragraph before it becomes evident that he's simply spouting nonsense, and the armored man's voice calls out again.

"They're stalling! Get them!"

(Initiative rolls!)

Rick doesn't really see what is going on from behind Khond's horsy behind and so isn't his readiest.

Initiative: 9 

24

"I knew it!  They ARE bandits!"

Rick gives Khond a confused look.

"Bandits?"

Before shouting along,

"Bandits!"