Pyrius spawns in, projecting slightly. Roll stealth lol.

Stealth: 17

Pyrius, Quil, you see a door on the other side of the barn with a heavy bolt keeping it closed.

Everyone else is at the bottom of the ladder, not knowing if it’s safe up top.

Iraneus, in a brash manner, shouts "Everything ok up there? Can we come up?", starting to make his way to the ladder. "Smells like hay!"

"Smells?" Kevinus asks, "I like smells. Can I smell it too?" With that, he pushes past Ireneus and steps into the room sniffing to and fro, as if trying to find something to eat.

Athletics: 20 (13+7)

Investigation: 10 (8+2)

Kevinus pushes past Iraneus, eager to see what’s above. After wildly swinging the trapdoor open, you step into a barn with an old man staring at you, startled. The only food you can see is hay and 3 cows actively eating it.

The old man notices Quil, Pyrius, and Kevinus standing in the middle of his barn. He doesn't seem to notice the uncovered trapdoor you stand next to, however. ”What are you doing in my barn, thieves?”

Iraneus make a DEX save lol

Dex save: 8 (rolled on character sheet)

Iraneus is shoved off the ladder by a scampering Kevinus. 

This is what the falling rule is for! Iraneus you are in a 4x4 foot circular vertical corridor with a ladder and are about to start falling around 40 ft. Do you want to do anything before you fall lol

Iraneus attempts to grab a ladder rung as he starts to fall, hoping to catch himself before he hits to ground. "Curse you, Kevinus! Stupid halfling." He shouts.

Roll athletic or acrobatics I guess.

Above Iraneus in the barn, the rest of you stare blankly at the old man, who repeats himself, this time more angrily. 

“I said, WHAT ARE YOU THIEVES DOING IN MY BARN?”

OOC: Roll: 6

…

Iraneus falls off the ladder, failing to grab anything to catch themselves. You plummet 40 feet… and land feet first in a pile of hay. You look up and see a sign:

Just in case
RIP Greg

Still take 1d6 damage though

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Roll athletic or acrobatics I guess.

Above Iraneus in the barn, the rest of you stare blankly at the old man, who repeats himself, this time more angrily. 

“I said, WHAT ARE YOU THIEVES DOING IN MY BARN?”

Kevinus looks up from his search, "Uh, I smelt some hay and I'm hungry?" He timidly shuffles around. "Do you happen to have any to spare? Please?" With that, he goes back to his search, as if totally justified in raiding a stranger's barn.

"Ya know, if you got some grubs that I could share, I might lend you my services..." Kevinus says after a long pause.

“Stop toying with me, short man, don’t try and underestimate me.”

"Okay, okay. Chill dude," Kevinus says "I didn't mean to come off as rude or a glutton..."

Iraneus attempts to start climbing the ladder again, grumbling about halflings. "Hey, what's going on up there? Wait for me!" He shouts.

Iraneus climbs up the ladder and opens the trapdoor… which slams into the old man’s face. “I’ve had enough of you thieves! Go back to where you came from!”

"Hey hey hey, that's not nice. If you don't want to us pillage your house, overrun your pantries, and loot your stores of grubs, you'll have to be respectful in the presence of your betters. How about 'would you kindly go back to that beeping place where you beeping came from back to your beeping family and beeping band of rascals and never come beeping back to this beepiing place!' That sounds a lot better, right?"