"I cannot fault your... enthusiasm," he says as he smiles through cracked lips. You all can easily tell he may be trying to hide it, but the feroicty of the attack caught him a bit by surprise, and he is far more hurt than he intended.
Leoros' coughing has begun to lessen, and, at this point, no members of the Watch are in sight.
If the guards aren't here and we're at least not fighting anymore, I don't know if we're buddies or anything...how about we leave and talk terms. Let the guards find the bodies in the morning.
"Alas, this is my carriage, and I do not like the odds of getting far away ere the Watch arrives. it is unlikely they would not be able to follow tracks away from here. As a...buddy...I would caution the questions would be much more severe should they have to hunt you down."
Glory walks up and pulls Grimehouse’s body towards the ally. “I’m not sure what you are all try to accomplish with all of this meaningless banter but At least help me conceal these bodies before we move on. No need to have an alarm raised while we are close.” He continues to work.
"Ahem," a throat loudly clears from approximately 20 feet down the alley. As you turn, you see three men dressed in the distinctive uniform of the City Watch. Two of them bear pikes, currently held upright, while the speaker holds a broadsword in one hand, and a horn in the other. He looks from face to face, attempting to take in all he can of each of you - as well as the carriage driver and Leoros - at glance.
"Would one of you citizens mind explaining what is going on?
"Yes, and thank you for coming. The carriage belongs to this man(Darruk points) he had business withering the Leros fellow (pointing) these buttheads(pointing to the dead) interfered. Now as it turns I'm looking for work he has a job, I'm on my way to meet him for drinks and talk terms..come along this is going on and they just wont leave. That guy flung a firebolt at me(pulls at his singed beard). A melee ensued and I think he signaled for help. ******* highway men, brazen enough to attack in town, but I think everyone is ok enough. Nothing a few drinks and a rest wont fix."
"Almost everyone," the leader says, nodding at those on the ground, but he nevertheless lets the point of his sword drop. "You understand, though, that, with dead in the street, my superiors are going to need to talk with you." With a curt "fetch the Sergeant, and the investigators" one of the pair with a pike dashes off down the street. "They should return in a minute or two." Noting that Leoros' coughing has abated to rapid through clearing noises, he squints and continues "just to be sure on what happened with you all."
A short while later, the familiar figure of Sergeant Grimsdatch shows up, with the rest of his pike-wielding cohort, as well as a woman outfitted in less military garb. He looks you over and rubs the bridge of his nose. "You all again. It seems where you go, violence follows. Would you care to tell me how you came to be in the middle of a second fracas tonight?"
No to hit, but go ahead and roll Damage.
(And nice description)
Blue Eyes claps at Saraba's attacks. "That was an amazing punch and I haven't seen knees like that thrown since my rookie days."
(OOC: I'd like to nominate Saraba for inspiration, if you do that sort of thing).
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
I absolutely do at table, but that has slipped my mind in PbP. You are right though - Saraba, take inspiration
Thanks for the Inspiration!
Damage Rolls
4
7
5
6
((Wow, the Superman Punch was max damage for my character. Couldn't of planned that better.))
"I cannot fault your... enthusiasm," he says as he smiles through cracked lips. You all can easily tell he may be trying to hide it, but the feroicty of the attack caught him a bit by surprise, and he is far more hurt than he intended.
Leoros' coughing has begun to lessen, and, at this point, no members of the Watch are in sight.
If the guards aren't here and we're at least not fighting anymore, I don't know if we're buddies or anything...how about we leave and talk terms. Let the guards find the bodies in the morning.
"Alas, this is my carriage, and I do not like the odds of getting far away ere the Watch arrives. it is unlikely they would not be able to follow tracks away from here. As a...buddy...I would caution the questions would be much more severe should they have to hunt you down."
Fair enough, I'll wait. Don't have anywhere else to be
Blue Eyes shrugs. "I'll wait as well."
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
I advise against us waiting. We should all just leave.
Glory walks up and pulls Grimehouse’s body towards the ally. “I’m not sure what you are all try to accomplish with all of this meaningless banter but At least help me conceal these bodies before we move on. No need to have an alarm raised while we are close.” He continues to work.
Lot's of stuff ...
"Ahem," a throat loudly clears from approximately 20 feet down the alley. As you turn, you see three men dressed in the distinctive uniform of the City Watch. Two of them bear pikes, currently held upright, while the speaker holds a broadsword in one hand, and a horn in the other. He looks from face to face, attempting to take in all he can of each of you - as well as the carriage driver and Leoros - at glance.
"Would one of you citizens mind explaining what is going on?
Darruk sets his axe at his feet.
"Yes, and thank you for coming. The carriage belongs to this man(Darruk points) he had business withering the Leros fellow (pointing) these buttheads(pointing to the dead) interfered. Now as it turns I'm looking for work he has a job, I'm on my way to meet him for drinks and talk terms..come along this is going on and they just wont leave. That guy flung a firebolt at me(pulls at his singed beard). A melee ensued and I think he signaled for help. ******* highway men, brazen enough to attack in town, but I think everyone is ok enough. Nothing a few drinks and a rest wont fix."
(Darruk, make a persuasion check please)
Persuasion 13
"Almost everyone," the leader says, nodding at those on the ground, but he nevertheless lets the point of his sword drop. "You understand, though, that, with dead in the street, my superiors are going to need to talk with you." With a curt "fetch the Sergeant, and the investigators" one of the pair with a pike dashes off down the street. "They should return in a minute or two." Noting that Leoros' coughing has abated to rapid through clearing noises, he squints and continues "just to be sure on what happened with you all."
Understandable given the circumstances
A short while later, the familiar figure of Sergeant Grimsdatch shows up, with the rest of his pike-wielding cohort, as well as a woman outfitted in less military garb. He looks you over and rubs the bridge of his nose. "You all again. It seems where you go, violence follows. Would you care to tell me how you came to be in the middle of a second fracas tonight?"
Yeah...(Darruk repeats verbatim what he told the guards).