The half-orc obeys the elf, removing his hand from the hidden spot... and tries to throw something to the floor! 

(Roll initiative!!. If you beat him you can make an attack roll! 8 )

Initiative 10

Lyreis sees the half-orc pull something out and is already dropping the scimitar before he can complete his action, looking to incapacitate him rather than kill him outright. "Predictable" he mutters under his breath.

Attack 1 11 for 9

Attack 2 19 for 11

OOC If it is possible to deal non lethal damage in this situation then he will try to do so.

( Let's wait for Molly to roll her initiative and see what she does ) 

(Oops I forgot about Molly, sorry Molly!)

Initiative: 4

In a quick move the elf uses one end of his weapon to hit the half-orc in the elbow, wich makes him raise his arm, and he spins the doubled-blade sword to hit him at the wrist with the other end. The half-orcs groans in pain as he feels his hand and arm going dumb and he let drop a small ceramic ball wich rolls in the floor towards Molly. 

"Ok, Ok I am sorry." says the half-orc raising his hands and leaning against the wall between the fireplace and the kitchen door. "Who the hell are you people? If you want the drugs they are inside" he says looking at the hidden hole in the fire-place " Have you no manners at all? This is no way to make bussiness!" 

"Who said this was business? This is something else, why don't you take a seat?  I would hate for you to have to suffer more than necessary, I'm sure you agree that being open and honest now seems the most sensible and pragmatic choice?" Lyreis moves around placing himself behind the half orc looking for an exit, if he finds one he will carefully open it and quietly invite the others inside.

The elf sees another door in the kitchen when he walks to put himself behind the half- orc who is a little bit shaken but recognize the fact that the elf could had severed his arm. 

" And what do you want?" he says "I've asked you many times now..." 

Outside the others hears some commotion and someone letting out an exclamation of pain. Not a scream, but like if someone had stepped his toe against the bed or something. 

"I'm going to get the others, stay with him." Lyreis says to Moltaris, and then goes to the other door opening it for the others to enter before quickly rejoining the pair in the mainroom. "Would you like to ask the questions?" he offers to Moltaris

Both Hurosk and Mathilda see how the door opens, to reveal their ally. The elf doesn't see anyone outside but he knows his friends are there, so he makes a motion with his hand to invite them to enter and goes back to the main room with Molly and the half-orc, leaving the door open. 

     Hurosk quickly draws his bow ready to fire on what has just opened the door. Seeing the elf poke his head out, he relaxes his draw and drops the point of the arrow to the ground. The ranger stows his bow across his back and draws a scimitar as he steps inside the house and into the room where the dealer is. "So, obviously we are not here for any of your product. However, we would definitely like to know where you are getting your supply...?" He runs a thumb down the edge of his sword, ensuring its sharpness.

( roll intimidation with advantage thanks to the meanecing presence of your friends, the attack of Lyreis and the previous roll of Molly ) 

(Well this should be fun. Unfortunately, no proficiency granted in the Eberron half-orc: 14)

The half-orc swallows trying not to look too much to the weapons they all have draw. 

" I... I can't tell you... he.. he will kill me... " 

Molly glares at the half-orc while kneeling down to pick up the ceramic ball. Straightening up to her full, but diminutive height, she retorts coldly.

"Not if we kill him first."

"But... he got thugs with him. Guards that protects him all the time... I knew I should have kept working at the docks..  " 

( Roll persuasion please. ) 

Mathilda stays outside, but steps around the corner so she can peer through the opened door. She keeps watching her surroundings in case anyone else shows up, at least that's what she tells herself. As she crouches in the shadows, it is quite obvious, however, that she worries about her presence in the room. A short, young girl with a little dagger is not quite as intimidating as these experienced warriors are... if she were in the half-orc's shoes, she would definitely tell them what they want to know. Maybe the scary looking one really will kill him? She swallows hard.

(Moving forward! ) 

The half-orc looks to the armed adventurers that has busted into his place and seems to crumble. 

" You are going to kill me anyway, don't you? Listen... I just needed the money... and I am afraid of him...  but I will leave the city ok? You will never see me again I swear it! He is in a house four miles south. Reach the Arch Groove and you will find an old shepperd track. Follow it towards the lake and you'll find his house. But be wary. He has guards, and I would say that he is some kind of magic-user. Voren scares the shit out of me, that's the truth. He is the one who gives me the drug. I collect it and give him the money when I go for more. Please please... don't kill me." 

He looks desperate to Molly and the others inside the house.

Finding it difficult to ignore the desperate eyes of the half-orc, Mathilda reluctantly moves inside and whispers to the others: "What should we do next? Can we let him go?" She looks back at their captive, trying to read his expression. "If he leaves town, he shouldn't cause any trouble for us, right?"


( 14 Insight roll, to see if the half-orc is telling the truth )