Arkon is a bit confused as to why, but draws his greatsword nonetheless.

The redhead sighs and moves for cover, probably behind Arkon.

Sarris listens to all that is going on as he slowly pulls his bow and nocks an arrow. 

"Let us not act in haste.  I am certain all may be resolved without blood shed by either party."

Perception: 9     Persuasion: 6     

((wait, why...

@dm can gorin use his his new canon already if it's gonna be a fight?))

Gorin isn't sure what is going on, first it seemed we were gonna have a peaceful solution with no arms drawn, and now his companions have suddenly all drawn weapons. 

He does wonder who do group is, as he tries to remember if he read about them

History: 12

"I find that an insult to be even compared to those filth. They were the thieves who stole from us. We're simply getting back what they took from us. Is that not justice in this city?"

Compared to the cultists you fought in the bathhouse and below, they had a unifying style. The only similarity between this group and the cultists would be the color of clothing. But even with the different clothes, neither Zim nor Gorin can recognize who they follow.

Arkon tilts his head. "What was stolen from you?"

Insight: 21

"The thieves took from our treasury, we've come to reclaim it and to give due punishment for this offense. It is not some weapon nor artifact, it is our coin that was taken."

The man says bluntly. The way he speaks about it, portrays that the coin matters little to the offense of stealing from them. He doesn't try to hide his intent nor his purpose.

Zim lowers his weapon and begins, "Well, we are tired."

"The cult of Bane <cough> (and the other two gods) had a nasty spellcaster, damn near didn't make it."

"We wish you good luck, trying to retrieve your lost items. The place down there is half under water. It's a mess."

"Just one thing, since this is an active investigation, and we are official types, with badges and the such. Could we bother you to provide any clues or additional information that you might find while down there. Anything helpful so that we can properly deal with not just those down there but the rest of the Bane worshipers, properly."

"We only seek to reclaim what was stolen and to find those responsible for the theft. Whatever else down there is not our concern."

And with that, the group heads into the bathhouse, searching the bodies there at first before going into the other rooms.

"How insolent of them to not freely assist us." The young redhead says quietly as the dragon force has left, her words laced with sarcasm. "I doubt they will return up here without having done much of our work for us though but we'll see about that tomorrow. Now, any chance we can go on to the Elfsong tavern now?" She asks the others, ready to move on now.

Arkon goes to grab the armor he hid outside earlier and returns to the others. "Ready."

Sarris shakes his head.  "Nope.  Not going to un-nock until we are back at the tavern.  I am getting tired of getting jumped around every corner."

Zim turns around to watch the figures, armed with dragon claw blades, descend into the secret underground entrance to the Bane temple. He faces the rest of the party and says, "First round's on me!"

"Let's go, a rest is needed for sure."

The walk back to the inn is uneventful, with just the innkeep raising a brow before taking out the key for the room.

"Had the room cleaned but we've stopped serving dinner a while ago. We can bring up a staff meal instead if you'd like."

The innkeep offers.

(Currently around 3 in the morning.)

Gorin doesn't have an appetite and will go to bed rightaway.

((He is nourished for 24h I believe thanks to the goodberry?))

"I'll take 4...Thank you." Arkon responds at the mention of a meal, lumbering into the room and taking a much needed seat somewhere where he won't break anything.

Once back at the Elfsong tavern the young red-haired patriar would order whatever the kitchen could bring her out of a good bottle of wine, some cheese, crackers and grapes, along with hot water for a bath before her beauty sleep, ready to pay for it all from her brimming purse of golden coin. She would then thank the others for a job well done so far and bid them all good night, suggesting they would all meet up at midday tomorrow.

Arkon eats his meals in uncharacteristically thoughtful silence and falls asleep where he sits.

The staff brings up the meals and draw some water for the party. The morning comes quietly as the staff just readies itself for the day.

(Apply a long rest and is there any shopping the the team would like to do?)