Mugwort looks down at the curious creature. He sits up on the limb and makes several hand movements and speaks a word of power Speak with Animals and whispers down to the little animal below. "Greetings swamp friend. What are you doing out on a night like this?" He will toss down a bit of sausage from a ration. "I am happy to meet you."
Mimzy not detoured peeks through the door's silver knocker - a coiled mass of snakes in order to see through its 'gaps' to the stone staircase beyond... and casts Misty Step to attempt to teleport inside.
If that fails then she will shrug and take the hand mirror out of her Bag of Holding to leave it there for her mother to find.
The assailant's heavy footsteps come to a halt as his fearsome, scaled head tilts toward you. Chuckling, he raises his enormous weapon to Mender's eye level and issues a guttural growl of warning. "Not another step, runt. This puny Ral'kian owes me money... you needn't get yourself or your big buddy involved." he threatens, allowing the extended handle of the scimitar to slip downwards in his grip.
What do you do?
~~
Mugwort...
The little creature hesitantly inspects your piece of sausage before turning her nose up at it. Hearing you communicate in her own tongue, she quizzically rears back on her hind legs and stands to look at you. "Welll helllo..."she whispers in a silky tone of voice."The pllleasure iss alll mine! I was jussst finishing a little ssstrollll when I came across you, a goblllin in a tree! Who woullld have thought. Why are you up there, allll alllone?"
~~
Mimzy...
You click your fingers and, in a puff of smoke, feel your feet touch cold stone. Misty step has succeeded. Peeking down the staircase, you see that all of the bedroom's candles have been snuffed... very unusual. From upstairs, a muffled voice can be heard. How do you choose to continue?
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Stealth:5
As quietly as she is able Mimzy heads upstairs towards the sounds of the muffled voice to seek to determine who or what is making the sounds and/or if possible what might be going on.
"The dragon lizard man says the small creature owes him money... and that we should stay out of it." Mender would relay to the Kaelroc before looking back towards the tall creature. "We aren't looking for trouble... but we also don't want blood spilled all over our campsite. Is there any way we can compromise here?... How much do they owe you?" The kobold would reply in draconic as he keeps his rod pointed towards the creature holding the scimitar.
The little creature hesitantly inspects your piece of sausage before turning her nose up at it. Hearing you communicate in her own tongue, she quizzically rears back on her hind legs and stands to look at you. "Welll helllo..." she whispers in a silky tone of voice. "The pllleasure iss alll mine! I was jussst finishing a little ssstrollll when I came across you, a goblllin in a tree! Who woullld have thought. Why are you up there, allll alllone?"
"Well, my little friend - me in a tree is a bit of a long story. The short answer is, I am waiting for Mimzy, another friend who is making a visit to her mother's home. So, I am in a tree for my own safety and comfort... and to enjoy the smells and sounds of the swamp.
Now, you mentioned you were taking a stroll. I do not believe I have seen a creature such as yourself before. How could I have missed your kind in all my years in the swamp?
Say, have you seen anything strange in the area -- I mean, beside meeting a goblin in a tree?"
With a stealth of 5, you are about half way up the staircase when, fumbling in the darkness, your garments snag on the metal banister and - tchikk - tear at the seam! You hear the voices in the next room cease... followed by footsteps in your direction. Heart thudding, do you attempt to hide or reveal yourself openly to whomever is approaching?
~~
Kaelroc and Mender...
Between Mender's attempt to bargain and Kaelroc sizing the dragonborn up, roll both a persuasion and intimidation check respectively and use whichever is higher (no guidance for the kobold here).
~~
Mugwort...
The creature squeaks, whiskers twitching. "I am cccertain you have, green one, though we usuallly choosssse to disssguise ourselves as plants when bigfolk pass usss by."Tilting her head, she adds: "Besssides you? Why not come down hhhere and chattt, and I willll tellll you?"
A moment of tense silence passes as the dragonborn eyes each of you, sword still raised. The figure behind the cart, who you can now tell is a young human garbed garbed in green cotton clothing, attempts to make a run for it, but is slammed back against the cart by his pursuer's great clawed hand. "Thirty-one gold pieces, eight silver and four copper. His lot picked up a crate of ankheg limbs several months ago, but never followed up with payment. What are you suggesting?" the creature growls.
~~
Mimzy...
As the last word leaves your lips the footsteps round the corner into the stairwell. You find yourself face-to-face with a very alarmed looking dwarven figure, wearing a tailed red cap and clutching a stone - a makeshift weapon - in his meaty little hands.
Seeing you, he allows the stone to clatter to the floor and sighs in relief. "Ah, Mimzy ma'am -" he bubbles in a thick West-Country accent. "Nice to be seeing yous. I thought maybe you were, er, an intruder."
Mimzy gave the redcap a sly grin, "well I'm not an intruder as you can plainly see Nubby! So, where's mother? I take it that she's off some prowling about terrorizing one village or another. I've just come to drop something off for Griselda and then I'll be on my way and let you get back to playing with stones or whatever else it is you're up to. I'll be needing two 'nets' from the storage cabinet so please be a dear and fetch them for me, leave them by the front door so I can pick them up on my way out."
The Fairy paused and thought for a moment, "Also be a dear and pack up a picnic basket for my friends and myself... and Nubby... be sure to include a bottle of ale... the good stuff in the basket as well as some cheese, fruit, and sweetmeats. And put the basket with the 'nets' at the front door as well. Help yourself to a bottle as well and you can just tell mother, that I took two." Mimzy added with a giggle. "Now be off with you, snap to it. I don't have all night! I'll just drop off Griselda's mirror and meet you downstair in just a bit."
Mimzy doesn't trust him so she'll make sure not to turn her back on him and will wait for him to head downstairs to do what she instructed him to do, and then if he heads downstairs Mimzy will continue with her mission dropping the hand mirror off where she found it. Secondary is checking to see what might have been causing the sounds. Of course, she half expects Nubby to not to want her to go further and perhaps offer to take charge of the mirror, which if he does, she will tell him its's cursed and if he doesn't mind two more stones dropping to the floor, she would be agreeable! ;)
Mender would look to Kaelroc and reply in common. "Let's just see I'd we can end this without bloodshed... but keep your guard up." The kobold would look to the dragonborn and calmly respond in draconic "Well let's see if we can get you your payment then..."
After taking a deep breath, he would then turn to the human and give him a hard poke with the end of his rod. "Is that true... did you steal from him? And if so.. where is his money?.. And don't lie to me.. Because right now my friend and I are the only think standing between you and his scimitar."
The creature squeaks, whiskers twitching. "I am cccertain you have, green one, though we usuallly choosssse to disssguise ourselves as plants when bigfolk pass usss by." Tilting her head, she adds: "Besssides you? Why not come down hhhere and chattt, and I willll tellll you?"
Mugwort looks about [ Perception Roll: Dirty 20 ] and then stares at the small creature before answering [ Insight Roll: 12 ]
"Are you asking me to accompany you on your stroll? Or trying to get more than a nibble of my rations... or my legs?" He laughs at his own humor. "My friend is soon returning so I can not wander far."
Kaelroc doesn't let more than a few feet get between him and Mender as they approach. As Mender is working over the human for information. Kaelroc leans towards the Dragonborn and gives a clear sniff at him.
With an insight of 5, Mender is unable to gauge this situation well... everything is moving too fast. The dragonborn scowls menacingly at Kaelroc, clearly offended by his statement - he is not quite the goliath's equal in height but is close to it and also boasts bulging muscles. Mender leans in to poke the prostate human with his rod, who frantically turns to face the kobold. He is an old man with a seasoned, prominently wrinkled face and an untamed mop of greying hair. Two piercing blue eyes betray a flicker of youthful vitality, however, and seem to silently cry out to you for aid. "Bu - oh!" he mutters in a flustered tone, "Nothing of the sort! We are a little behind on the payment, that is all - I swear. I have no money on me! Not a penny!"
This admission clearly does not sit well with the grudge-holder, who subsequently growls "Not on my watch, you piece of dirt. I promised to return with something - and if coin is off the table, I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD!" and grips the hilt of his scimitar tighter. Despite your great efforts, there seems to be little hope of a peaceful resolution here. I need you both to roll initiative.
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Mimzy...
Nubby squints. "Yer mother is off running an important errand, ma'am - oiy would say terrorizin', but that'd be boilin' a whole cauldron o' trouble!" He removes his cap to reveal a shiny balding patch and fidgets with the garment while you lay out your requests (counting on his fingers, though promptly running out as each hand only possesses three). Despite your suspicions, the dwarf is glad to oblige. Flashing a glance behind him and looking back at you, he recounts the list. "Two nets. An old hamper oiy can cert'nly do, but... er, oh! The fruit's gone 'n' spoiled, so non o' that. And thankyew kindee, oiy will surely take a bottle fer myself!" He starts off down the stairs huffing, pauses, and adds "By th' way, m'lady, try not to rifle through yer mam's things, she's already steaming mad about that missin' mirror you found!" before disappearing down into the dining area.
~~
Mugwort...
With an insight of 12, you detect a hint of... malice? ... in the little creature's voice, as though its attempt to lure you down is not entirely innocent in nature. "Of courssse not. Jussst come down from the brranch - I cannot sssee or hear you welll from down here!"
Mugwort looks down at the curious creature. He sits up on the limb and makes several hand movements and speaks a word of power Speak with Animals and whispers down to the little animal below. "Greetings swamp friend. What are you doing out on a night like this?" He will toss down a bit of sausage from a ration. "I am happy to meet you."
Mimzy not detoured peeks through the door's silver knocker - a coiled mass of snakes in order to see through its 'gaps' to the stone staircase beyond... and casts Misty Step to attempt to teleport inside.
If that fails then she will shrug and take the hand mirror out of her Bag of Holding to leave it there for her mother to find.
Mender and Kaelroc...
The assailant's heavy footsteps come to a halt as his fearsome, scaled head tilts toward you. Chuckling, he raises his enormous weapon to Mender's eye level and issues a guttural growl of warning. "Not another step, runt. This puny Ral'kian owes me money... you needn't get yourself or your big buddy involved." he threatens, allowing the extended handle of the scimitar to slip downwards in his grip.
What do you do?
~~
Mugwort...
The little creature hesitantly inspects your piece of sausage before turning her nose up at it. Hearing you communicate in her own tongue, she quizzically rears back on her hind legs and stands to look at you. "Welll helllo..." she whispers in a silky tone of voice. "The pllleasure iss alll mine! I was jussst finishing a little ssstrollll when I came across you, a goblllin in a tree! Who woullld have thought. Why are you up there, allll alllone?"
~~
Mimzy...
You click your fingers and, in a puff of smoke, feel your feet touch cold stone. Misty step has succeeded. Peeking down the staircase, you see that all of the bedroom's candles have been snuffed... very unusual. From upstairs, a muffled voice can be heard. How do you choose to continue?
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Stealth: 5
As quietly as she is able Mimzy heads upstairs towards the sounds of the muffled voice to seek to determine who or what is making the sounds and/or if possible what might be going on.
"The dragon lizard man says the small creature owes him money... and that we should stay out of it." Mender would relay to the Kaelroc before looking back towards the tall creature. "We aren't looking for trouble... but we also don't want blood spilled all over our campsite. Is there any way we can compromise here?... How much do they owe you?" The kobold would reply in draconic as he keeps his rod pointed towards the creature holding the scimitar.
Karlroc begins to rise, rise, and rise to his full height. Coldly staring down with his grey eyes at the figure who is holding a weapon.
He strides to stand next to Mender
In common. Are you certain you want to do this? A low, deep sentence carrying towards the two figures.
"Well, my little friend - me in a tree is a bit of a long story. The short answer is, I am waiting for Mimzy, another friend who is making a visit to her mother's home. So, I am in a tree for my own safety and comfort... and to enjoy the smells and sounds of the swamp.
Now, you mentioned you were taking a stroll. I do not believe I have seen a creature such as yourself before. How could I have missed your kind in all my years in the swamp?
Say, have you seen anything strange in the area -- I mean, beside meeting a goblin in a tree?"
Mimzy...
With a stealth of 5, you are about half way up the staircase when, fumbling in the darkness, your garments snag on the metal banister and - tchikk - tear at the seam! You hear the voices in the next room cease... followed by footsteps in your direction.
Heart thudding, do you attempt to hide or reveal yourself openly to whomever is approaching?
~~
Kaelroc and Mender...
Between Mender's attempt to bargain and Kaelroc sizing the dragonborn up, roll both a persuasion and intimidation check respectively and use whichever is higher (no guidance for the kobold here).
~~
Mugwort...
The creature squeaks, whiskers twitching. "I am cccertain you have, green one, though we usuallly choosssse to disssguise ourselves as plants when bigfolk pass usss by." Tilting her head, she adds: "Besssides you? Why not come down hhhere and chattt, and I willll tellll you?"
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Mimzy calls out, "mother, mother, where are you? I found your missing hand mirror and just wanted to return it!"
Heart thudding,Mimzy makes no attempt to hide and reveals herselff openly to whomever is approaching!"Please?"
Persuasion! 18
Intimidation: 9
Mender and Kaelroc...
A moment of tense silence passes as the dragonborn eyes each of you, sword still raised. The figure behind the cart, who you can now tell is a young human garbed garbed in green cotton clothing, attempts to make a run for it, but is slammed back against the cart by his pursuer's great clawed hand. "Thirty-one gold pieces, eight silver and four copper. His lot picked up a crate of ankheg limbs several months ago, but never followed up with payment. What are you suggesting?" the creature growls.
~~
Mimzy...
As the last word leaves your lips the footsteps round the corner into the stairwell. You find yourself face-to-face with a very alarmed looking dwarven figure, wearing a tailed red cap and clutching a stone - a makeshift weapon - in his meaty little hands.
Seeing you, he allows the stone to clatter to the floor and sighs in relief. "Ah, Mimzy ma'am -" he bubbles in a thick West-Country accent. "Nice to be seeing yous. I thought maybe you were, er, an intruder."
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Kaelroc eyes the Dragonborn cooly. I am going to make your spine into my newest whip laced with your tail if you keep that sword raised at me.
Speaking loudly to Mender. I don't like his height. I especially don't like how he is trying to get payment from that tiny human.
A brief pause...
... well my tiny little friend... you down for a scrap?
Mimzy gave the redcap a sly grin, "well I'm not an intruder as you can plainly see Nubby! So, where's mother? I take it that she's off some prowling about terrorizing one village or another. I've just come to drop something off for Griselda and then I'll be on my way and let you get back to playing with stones or whatever else it is you're up to. I'll be needing two 'nets' from the storage cabinet so please be a dear and fetch them for me, leave them by the front door so I can pick them up on my way out."
The Fairy paused and thought for a moment, "Also be a dear and pack up a picnic basket for my friends and myself... and Nubby... be sure to include a bottle of ale... the good stuff in the basket as well as some cheese, fruit, and sweetmeats. And put the basket with the 'nets' at the front door as well. Help yourself to a bottle as well and you can just tell mother, that I took two." Mimzy added with a giggle. "Now be off with you, snap to it. I don't have all night! I'll just drop off Griselda's mirror and meet you downstair in just a bit."
Mimzy doesn't trust him so she'll make sure not to turn her back on him and will wait for him to head downstairs to do what she instructed him to do, and then if he heads downstairs Mimzy will continue with her mission dropping the hand mirror off where she found it. Secondary is checking to see what might have been causing the sounds. Of course, she half expects Nubby to not to want her to go further and perhaps offer to take charge of the mirror, which if he does, she will tell him its's cursed and if he doesn't mind two more stones dropping to the floor, she would be agreeable! ;)
Mender would look to Kaelroc and reply in common. "Let's just see I'd we can end this without bloodshed... but keep your guard up." The kobold would look to the dragonborn and calmly respond in draconic "Well let's see if we can get you your payment then..."
After taking a deep breath, he would then turn to the human and give him a hard poke with the end of his rod. "Is that true... did you steal from him? And if so.. where is his money?.. And don't lie to me.. Because right now my friend and I are the only think standing between you and his scimitar."
Mugwort looks about [ Perception Roll: Dirty 20 ] and then stares at the small creature before answering [ Insight Roll: 12 ]
"Are you asking me to accompany you on your stroll? Or trying to get more than a nibble of my rations... or my legs?" He laughs at his own humor. "My friend is soon returning so I can not wander far."
Kaelroc doesn't let more than a few feet get between him and Mender as they approach. As Mender is working over the human for information. Kaelroc leans towards the Dragonborn and gives a clear sniff at him.
Mender would take his free hand and clutch his shell as he asked for guidance in determining who was telling the truth...
insight 16 +2
Kaelroc and Mender...
With an insight of 5, Mender is unable to gauge this situation well... everything is moving too fast. The dragonborn scowls menacingly at Kaelroc, clearly offended by his statement - he is not quite the goliath's equal in height but is close to it and also boasts bulging muscles. Mender leans in to poke the prostate human with his rod, who frantically turns to face the kobold. He is an old man with a seasoned, prominently wrinkled face and an untamed mop of greying hair. Two piercing blue eyes betray a flicker of youthful vitality, however, and seem to silently cry out to you for aid. "Bu - oh!" he mutters in a flustered tone, "Nothing of the sort! We are a little behind on the payment, that is all - I swear. I have no money on me! Not a penny!"
This admission clearly does not sit well with the grudge-holder, who subsequently growls "Not on my watch, you piece of dirt. I promised to return with something - and if coin is off the table, I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD!" and grips the hilt of his scimitar tighter. Despite your great efforts, there seems to be little hope of a peaceful resolution here. I need you both to roll initiative.
~~
Mimzy...
Nubby squints. "Yer mother is off running an important errand, ma'am - oiy would say terrorizin', but that'd be boilin' a whole cauldron o' trouble!" He removes his cap to reveal a shiny balding patch and fidgets with the garment while you lay out your requests (counting on his fingers, though promptly running out as each hand only possesses three). Despite your suspicions, the dwarf is glad to oblige. Flashing a glance behind him and looking back at you, he recounts the list. "Two nets. An old hamper oiy can cert'nly do, but... er, oh! The fruit's gone 'n' spoiled, so non o' that. And thankyew kindee, oiy will surely take a bottle fer myself!" He starts off down the stairs huffing, pauses, and adds "By th' way, m'lady, try not to rifle through yer mam's things, she's already steaming mad about that missin' mirror you found!" before disappearing down into the dining area.
~~
Mugwort...
With an insight of 12, you detect a hint of... malice? ... in the little creature's voice, as though its attempt to lure you down is not entirely innocent in nature. "Of courssse not. Jussst come down from the brranch - I cannot sssee or hear you welll from down here!"
Hi there! I'm a Christian musician based in Canada :)
Initiative: 8
Mend..stay close.