"Bah!  Beginner's Bad Luck as they say.  Let's have another go!"

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Rindarius opts to play things straight for at least one more hand.

• First set of rolls: 5, 12, 14
• Second set of rolls (because of playing card proficiency):  20, 19, 4

Regardless of how the second round of cards works out for Rin, he keeps the mood light and in a casual, off-handed manner mentions Floon. "I was half expecting to see Floon Blagmaar in here tonight. You fellows happen to know ol' Floon? Seen him around lately? He's an acquaintance of mine and, well, he promised me an evening of rollin' the dice and drinkin' some ale." (Deception: 22)

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Rindarius opts to play things straight for at least one more hand.

• First set of rolls: 5, 12, 14
• Second set of rolls (because of playing card proficiency):  20, 19, 4

Regardless of how the second round of cards works out for Rin, he keeps the mood light and in a casual, off-handed manner mentions Floon. "I was half expecting to see Floon Blagmaar in here tonight. You fellows happen to know ol' Floon? Seen him around lately? He's an acquaintance of mine and, well, he promised me an evening of rollin' the dice and drinkin' some ale." (Deception: 22)

 before answering any questions, the players lay down their cards -  I'm taking this addiotinal step because of the nat20, so you'll get to compete with these guys rolls with disadvantage

9 9 8 
17 12 14 

woah, you are really on a roll -  rest of the people at the table messes around with the apparent leader of the table, they laugh and one of them take the cards away - I think I rather drink what's left of my money, this guy is killing us.

You know what, let me buy you a drink, and  then we talk. - Orders a drink and strangely the barkeeper does take a round to the table - Floon you say? I've never heard that name before, but I do remember an odd fellow playing cards a couple of nights ago, we were going to invite him over but he left with his friend. What's odd about that is that a group of weird looking guys left the tavern right after them.

"Well, look at this! Thanks for the drink," says Rindarius sincerely.

"An odd fellow, you say? A handsome lad? With finer-than-usual clothes, maybe? If so, that may have been Floon." 

Rindarius takes a deep drink of his ale and adds, "Weird-lookin' folks aren't hard to find around here, it seems. The other day, I saw a fellow whose head was marked with several tattoos of eyes...that's a bit odd, eh? To each his own, I suppose." 

"Why didn't the bartender bring my drink..." Phrael glanced between the table and the bar from over the rim of his ale. 

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"Well, look at this! Thanks for the drink," says Rindarius sincerely.

"An odd fellow, you say? A handsome lad? With finer-than-usual clothes, maybe? If so, that may have been Floon." 

Rindarius takes a deep drink of his ale and adds, "Weird-lookin' folks aren't hard to find around here, it seems. The other day, I saw a fellow whose head was marked with several tattoos of eyes...that's a bit odd, eh? To each his own, I suppose." 

it's all because the conflict between Xanathar's and Zentharim, these guys had snake tattoos, you don't need to be a genius to know they mean trouble. We usually don't go where we aren't called, it was clear that they one of those two guys (or both of them) was a target...I never got to invite them because those guys were clearly staring at them, it was a shame that they didn't notice, but that kind of stuff is common here, people that come to the skewered dragon should already know that - said the guy who seemed to be the leader of the group.

One that had more drinks than the rest spontaneously said - Your friend was hanging out with Renaer Neverember, I'm sure... the son of Waterdeep’s previous Open Lord, Dagult Neverember. “Chip off the old block, that one!” sneers one patron. “Just another spoiled, rich noble who likes to rub our noses in it!” says another. - Silently one of the regulars that was drinking alone, reaches the table and says - I hate Zentharim scum *hic ...they have a hideout near, make them pay for this - as he shows a hand with only two fingers - they’re known to frequent a warehouse on Candle Lane. Look for the snake symbol on the door. - places the arm revealed with two fingers on Kebron's shoulder and says - you look like a strong one, give 'em hell and the next round will be on me"  

Rindarius makes eye contact with Kebron to see if the name Renaer Neverember sounds familiar to the dwarf. After seeing the two-fingered hand, Rin becomes temporarily lost in thought as he imagines just how such a deformity or injury might occur. Everything he imagines makes him inwardly cringe for a moment. 

After taking a large gulp of ale, Rin comments, "Zhentarim, eh?" with a look of mild but feigned confusion on his face. "I hate to think of what might happen to ol' Floon if he were to become involved in a situation with unsavory people. Not sure he'd have the wits to find his way out of that mess."

Rin takes another drink, looks at Kebron again, and says to the dwarf, "Well, laddy, cards haven't been your friend this evening. Maybe we let these boys play on without us while you and I talk about givin' hell to some Zhentarim. After all, how nasty can they be if they hold up on a street named Candle Lane?" 

Completing his ritual of purification, Flux raises a blue brow at Phreal, then back to his drink. "It is probably for the best. Look. Rin and Kebron seemed about done over there." He mentions, gesturing over to the duo if Phreal hadn't already noticed himself. "Shall we meet them half-way? I do not wish to stay in this place longer than necessary." 

(I feel like I missed an opportunity to be more active in the Skewered dragon D: )

”Seems that way, yes. Though I’m not sure we should approach just yet. They seem to be managing just fine on their own.If they’ve found another trail, my troll piss is all gone, so I’m ready to be off.” Phrael placed the tankard on an empty table as he waited for Rindarius or Kebron to come over and share what they found once they find an opportunity to do so.

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(I feel like I missed an opportunity to be more active in the Skewered dragon D: )

”Seems that way, yes. Though I’m not sure we should approach just yet. They seem to be managing just fine on their own.If they’ve found another trail, my troll piss is all gone, so I’m ready to be off.” Phrael placed the tankard on an empty table as he waited for Rindarius or Kebron to come over and share what they found once they find an opportunity to do so.

 Is there anything that you would like to attempt, ask,etc. ?

(I was gonna walk up to the table but it's moving along fine) 

Flux grimaces, but accepts the proposition with little more than and a nod before taking a sip of what essentially amounted to water in his cup. There is a brief pause. And then, Flux looks up to Phreal and says, "I do not think that cat was an Imp. Maybe it was a Quasit? Or even a fairy? Hm.... We really need to check up on our last patron once this job is done." 

Rin stands up and bows his head slightly. "Gentlemen, you're fine hosts. Thanks for the game, the drink, and the bit of information."

Rin makes his way toward Phrael and Flux, hoping that Kebron follows suit. "I not only gained a bit of silver from those fellows but a bit of information as well. Seems like Floon may have taken a stroll to a Zhentarim hangout on Candle Lane. And I don't think he went alone. He had a few escorts if you know what I mean."

"Hm. That about lines up with what..." Flux trails off into primordial and takes a closer look around to see if any patrons seemed abnormally curious, or if one stood to leave abruptly. "... That does line up. But that also makes this a much more dangerous job... We need to move quickly." Flux doesn't stop to explain. He just downs the rest of his drink, and leaves behind an extra dragon before taking the lead outside.

Once the group were well on their way, he says early on along the way, "It may be too late to say this, but it should go without saying that this is when things may get dangerous, Ser Rin. None... I shall not fault you if you should wish to part ways to avoid entangling yourself with the Zentarim." 

"Ahhh, quite gracious of you, Flux," responds Rin with a nod and a grin. "But a good entanglement, every now and then, keeps a fellow alert and makes him feel alive." 

Phrael wasn’t far behind Flux as the group left the Skewered Dragon, making their way toward Candle Lane. The ranger was sure to keep an eye out for any Zhentarim. Their gang markings sure to give them away. “I’m sure we could talk ol’ Volo into giving our new friend, Rindarius here, the remaining half of Quinn’s share of the take. The man did pay for four of us after all....”

Perception: 11

Kebron was visibly perturbed as he walked with the group.  "These bloody Zhentarim better be more entertain, then that tavern was."  Whole blasted day been disappointin so far."

With that said, I assume that you decide to head over Candle Lane. First thing you notice is that the  buildings on either side of Candle Lane are so tall and so tightly packed together that light touches the street only at highsun.

Gloom envelops a narrow alley as dark as a dungeon — and as odorous as one, too. Nearly all the streetlamps have been smashed. The only light that pierces the darkness is a faint flickering from down the lane, like a distant candle.

Flux mutters something that sounded like gentle waves coasting over a beachfront. "Looks as if we have arrived... Keep your wits about you, my friends." As he spoke the words, Flux pulls free his shield from its hiding place on his back. "Kindle the flame so none may hide in darkness." His shield goes a white-blue, piercing at least some of the gloom in whatever direction he faces it.

"Let's move." He begins the march down, but keeps an eye out for any warehouse with any symbol of the snake. As he goes, he traces a symbols in the air at his side, and mutters another a prayer for Guidance.