Glasssssssstaff. He made the promisssse to me. Glasssssssstaff and many men. They have captivessss in a holding area near the old cryptsssss, which are guarded by ssssskeletonssssss
Brand finishes the bread and then washes it down with some water from his waterskin and casts Guidance on himself for persuasion
4
"How do they get past the skeletons? The dead don't suffer the living to pass. Where are the crypts? Will you help us against Glassssssssaf and his men and you will get even more fresh fresh fresh to rot just right. Liars make tasty delicacies once they realize their lies have caught up to them or so I have heard."
"ssssskeletonssssss animated by Glasssssssstaff. They obey him. They do not attack any wearing the ssssscarlet cloakssssss of the men here. I do not have a cloak. They would attack me.
The cryptsssss are through there and to the right"
As the words settle in your mind, the Nothic points with a large talon to the far end of the room
"can't eat the spoilsssss if I die. Will tidy up all the messsss you leave." It has a hungry look in its eye.
"Don't know what in that room but many come and go and come and go. Sssssometimes sssshouting, sssssometimes revelry. Never any killing " it's shoulders appear to droop slightly.
Several worn tables and chairs are scattered around this large room. Wooden benches are drawn up against walls decorated with draperies of brown and red, and several ale kegs are propped up and tapped.
Four tough-looking human warriors wearing scarlet cloaks are gathered around one of the tables. A stack of coins and trinkets is heaped upon the tabletop between them.
The chairs scrape back and they stand, albeit slightly unsteadily. "Who the **** are you lot?”
Lucius walks in like a shadow with a devious grin on his face.
"Well apparently a food delivery service today, unfortunately looks like you're todays special for old eyeball out there. OR you can give us those cloaks and tell us what your master Glastaf is doing here before going off on your merry way. So what will it be... dinner for eyeball, or leaving here alive? perhaps you can hold onto your winnings if the information you provide is off any use."
Ol steps out from behind Lucius and deftly swings the club in a way only a warrior with years of experience can. He whispers to Lucius. ‘I kind of want that cash aswell.’
"Don't forget they will die once you are finished speaking, better to feed the Nothic early, might gain some help vs the Bandit leader. The punishment for banditry is death anyway."
Brand sees that the bandits have been playing a game known as knucklebones. The wealth in the room is all on the table, having been bet in the game. He sees a mixture of copper, silver, electrum, gold and a gold earring inset with a small ruby.
Two of the bandits eye Ollanius warily and seem to be trying to back into the corner of the room.
The bandit that spoke already, slurring his words, yells.
"Glasstaff can do what the **** he wants and so can I. What I'll be doing is not going on my merry way. I'll gut you and take my winnings thank you very ******* much. Good thing you're here, my cloak was starting to look a little pale. Could use some more red in it"
He draws his shortsword on the second attempt and looks between you all to see who is going to move first
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In your minds you hear
"Urgh! Gragh! Not that. Fresh. Only fresh rots just right. If you promissssse fresssssh and don't lie like the otherssss, we can deal"
"Is there anyone else here in these ruins? If there are bad people you may get fresh. But we need to know who is here in these ruins other than you."
Brand, trying to get the Nothic to think only with it's stomach, pulls out a piece of salted beef and starts nibbling on it as he speaks.
"Salted beef has it's own nice flavour, would be good boiled until tender and then sliced between some bread with sliced pickles and mustard"
Brand remarks as he munches on the piece of salted beef.
Glasssssssstaff. He made the promisssse to me. Glasssssssstaff and many men. They have captivessss in a holding area near the old cryptsssss, which are guarded by ssssskeletonssssss
Brand finishes the bread and then washes it down with some water from his waterskin and casts Guidance on himself for persuasion
4
"How do they get past the skeletons? The dead don't suffer the living to pass. Where are the crypts? Will you help us against Glassssssssaf and his men and you will get even more fresh fresh fresh to rot just right. Liars make tasty delicacies once they realize their lies have caught up to them or so I have heard."
Persuasion check 20
"ssssskeletonssssss animated by Glasssssssstaff. They obey him. They do not attack any wearing the ssssscarlet cloakssssss of the men here. I do not have a cloak. They would attack me.
The cryptsssss are through there and to the right"
As the words settle in your mind, the Nothic points with a large talon to the far end of the room
“Brand. You have it talking. Find out what’s in the rooms on it’s side of the bridge.”
"What's in the room behind you?"
"Are you going to come with us and help us get you your fresh fresh?"
"can't eat the spoilsssss if I die. Will tidy up all the messsss you leave." It has a hungry look in its eye.
"Don't know what in that room but many come and go and come and go. Sssssometimes sssshouting, sssssometimes revelry. Never any killing " it's shoulders appear to droop slightly.
"That's a shame, I would have like to have seen you bleed out a bandit. Before we get you your food, I want to check the room behind you. Can I Pass?"
Without waiting for a reply. Brand walks across the bridge toward the door behind the Nothic.
‘Val, Lucius, come n’
Ol follows across the bridge and to the entrance of the room warily eyeing the nothic, and tries the door.
The door is unlocked.
Several worn tables and chairs are scattered around this large room. Wooden benches are drawn up against walls decorated with draperies of brown and red, and several ale kegs are propped up and tapped.
Four tough-looking human warriors wearing scarlet cloaks are gathered around one of the tables. A stack of coins and trinkets is heaped upon the tabletop between them.
The chairs scrape back and they stand, albeit slightly unsteadily. "Who the **** are you lot?”
Lucius walks in like a shadow with a devious grin on his face.
"Well apparently a food delivery service today, unfortunately looks like you're todays special for old eyeball out there. OR you can give us those cloaks and tell us what your master Glastaf is doing here before going off on your merry way. So what will it be... dinner for eyeball, or leaving here alive? perhaps you can hold onto your winnings if the information you provide is off any use."
Intimidation check 18
Ol steps out from behind Lucius and deftly swings the club in a way only a warrior with years of experience can. He whispers to Lucius. ‘I kind of want that cash aswell.’
Intimidation Check
20
Val thumps her quarterstaff into the ground with what she hopes is a menacing look
Intimidation Check
6
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While his allies converse, Brand looks around the room for any hidden goodies, traps, enemies anything useful.
Perception check 20
Survival check 18
Brand whispers so only his companions can hear.
"Don't forget they will die once you are finished speaking, better to feed the Nothic early, might gain some help vs the Bandit leader. The punishment for banditry is death anyway."
Initiative check
14
Brand sees that the bandits have been playing a game known as knucklebones. The wealth in the room is all on the table, having been bet in the game. He sees a mixture of copper, silver, electrum, gold and a gold earring inset with a small ruby.
Two of the bandits eye Ollanius warily and seem to be trying to back into the corner of the room.
The bandit that spoke already, slurring his words, yells.
"Glasstaff can do what the **** he wants and so can I. What I'll be doing is not going on my merry way. I'll gut you and take my winnings thank you very ******* much. Good thing you're here, my cloak was starting to look a little pale. Could use some more red in it"
He draws his shortsword on the second attempt and looks between you all to see who is going to move first