Seeing the little used back doors, Varinth will make his way to the mouth of the alley and knock on the door of the house to the left (if it is a place of business he will enter and advise the proprietor of the situation)
Incantis, one of the men has an anchor and a mermaid, possibly a former sailor? No tattoo in common with the others, and nothing that seems to relate to the gang they are currently, or formerly, members of.
Zhudala is hovering and tracing the man's slow progress through the backstreets of Waterdeep; he attracts some attention, but this is not the safest city in the world and in the back alleys people know better than to get involved. He's headed north.
Varinth, you knock. And wait. And wait. There's a sound from the other side of the door, and then it opens a crack.
Vaz! What are ye doing? This isn’t the time te introduce yerself to the neighbors! They were going te burn this alley and all the buildings down. There’s no secret entrance but there ARE plenty o’ bodies. If only we had let one go. That Gatter was in charge...he’d a gone straight to their base.Hearing the deep male voice. Oh lords and ladies what a night o’ drinking that was eh lads? Let’s let these lot sleep it off and hope for a good rain since that’s the BEST THING FOR THIS SITUATION.
Scupper keeps the illusion up and clambers down to put corpses in various states of passed out drunks sitting in between crates.
Feck me this looks like shite. We should jest wait for the watch.
Covered in blood with a ripped shirt and what he believes might be a broken nose, Varinth puts on his best posh accent.
Terribbly sorry to...
Oh lords and ladies what a night o’ drinking that was eh lads? Let’s let these lot sleep it off and hope for a good rain since that’s the BEST THING FOR THIS SITUATION.
as he is being pulled away by Scupper Vaz adds
Wash yer walls! We may have spilt somefin!
Being more of a Follower, Vaz will do what the party thinks should be the next move.
Aye! **** off yerself! We can’t very well interrogate this ballbag in the alley here just. He’s likely te start with the screaming about his dead mates. Is he even’ a leader or was he jest another recruit? Vaz let’s get ye dusted up, mate. Anyone got that spell what cleans the shite off ye? Or blood in this case? Should we carry the doorstop or trow ‘im in a cart or somethin?
((Sorry guys!! My switch arrived & I've been playing pokemon for 3 days straight...))
Incantis looks around at the rest of the party. "We're...we're all worse for wears. That could have gone better. Scupp, truly sorry we didn't heed your chagrin regarding our lack of planning."He pauses to consider. "Look, we're all beat to hell and we've got these bodies to deal with. But, my mark is moving slowly, and the bird's still on his tail. Let's get this one to safety," he nods at the unconscious man, "dump these three somewhere the watch will find them, and recoup. Or do you all think it's a higher priority to intercept him before he brings word of this fight to the rest of the Burners?"
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Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Scupper is going to see if theres a pack animal or even a large pig that he could intimidate someone into selling for a few coins.
"Right lads. Here's the plan. Strip that bastard of anything that doesn't look like a drunk maybe put a nice robe on him. He's getting married today and we've been embarrassing the hell out o' him on a wild tavern ride through town. Pour some wine on him too. One o' these lot may have a flask squirrelled away. If he wakes, I'll keep him quiet and make him drink. Otherwise, let's throw 'im on an animal and walk right out in the open. We need te get 'im to our side o' the town. The docks can probably even rent us some boat space for living space. Plenty o' shite boats make more hiding disreputables then fishing. Snap too lads. By the gods, Vaz. We should probably get a temporary animal for you too...til ye get your own back."
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Strix starts looking for wine on the bodies and in the barrels - you know, street wine! - also giving the flammables a sniff to see if they'd pass for alcohol.
Scupper, there are certainly people passing by on carts or horses from time to time; you could flag one of them down. You don't find anyone nearby who is selling a horse or large pig.
As you watch, you see a carriage being driven by a young half-elf, empty but would accommodate the party. You also see a man driving a pair of oxen pulling a wagon full of wooden planks. He seems to be whipping the oxen a little more than is strictly necessary. You also see an elderly couple driving an empty cart; the driver either can't see very well or doesn't care much about the lives of pedestrians, but there are a few near misses in just the short time you are watching. You can intervene and attempt to work your magic on any of these.
Strix, you don't find any alcohol on the dead bodies, but you suspect (with that roll) that one of your comrades might be able to assist. The oil would not pass for drink, no.
Feck it. Scupper runs to the half elf in the carriage. He'll try to half step on the running board.
Oi! Yer services are needed. Coin a plenty. Me mates have been having a bit of a party and one has passed out. Give us a ride! Do NOT piss me off on this. That lad has been a handful and I ain't carrying 'm now.
Varinth, are you allowing this? If not, make an... um... can you resist the Heimlich maneuver? I guess you could try to dodge out of the way. Give me an Acrobatics check.
I... ah... what? Yes! Yessir. Sorry sir! The half elf shies away from Scupper and is completely flustered; again, it's not that he actually recognises the halfling, more the general sense that bad things could happen if you get the wrong side of him.
The carriage halts in the middle of the street. The half-elf waits in silent terror to be told what to do next.
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Seeing the little used back doors, Varinth will make his way to the mouth of the alley and knock on the door of the house to the left (if it is a place of business he will enter and advise the proprietor of the situation)
Incantis, one of the men has an anchor and a mermaid, possibly a former sailor? No tattoo in common with the others, and nothing that seems to relate to the gang they are currently, or formerly, members of.
Zhudala is hovering and tracing the man's slow progress through the backstreets of Waterdeep; he attracts some attention, but this is not the safest city in the world and in the back alleys people know better than to get involved. He's headed north.
Varinth, you knock. And wait. And wait. There's a sound from the other side of the door, and then it opens a crack.
Yes? says a deep male voice.
Vaz! What are ye doing? This isn’t the time te introduce yerself to the neighbors! They were going te burn this alley and all the buildings down. There’s no secret entrance but there ARE plenty o’ bodies. If only we had let one go. That Gatter was in charge...he’d a gone straight to their base. Hearing the deep male voice. Oh lords and ladies what a night o’ drinking that was eh lads? Let’s let these lot sleep it off and hope for a good rain since that’s the BEST THING FOR THIS SITUATION.
Scupper keeps the illusion up and clambers down to put corpses in various states of passed out drunks sitting in between crates.
Feck me this looks like shite. We should jest wait for the watch.
Covered in blood with a ripped shirt and what he believes might be a broken nose, Varinth puts on his best posh accent.
Terribbly sorry to...
Oh lords and ladies what a night o’ drinking that was eh lads? Let’s let these lot sleep it off and hope for a good rain since that’s the BEST THING FOR THIS SITUATION.
as he is being pulled away by Scupper Vaz adds
Wash yer walls! We may have spilt somefin!
Being more of a Follower, Vaz will do what the party thinks should be the next move.
Strix gives Dekhan a thankful nod, then shrugs at Scupper
"Am think better talk plan through before. Not after."
Strix, Shifter Shadow Monk in Lost Mines of Phandelver ¦ Sihegiall Human Soulknife Rogue in In Search of Molly McGuffin
A voice comes deep and clear from beyond the crack in the door.
**** off.
And the door closes once again.
Varinth, you are still standing in the street, somewhat bloodspattered. The rest of you are in the alley with one unconscious and three dead men.
What would you like to do next?
Aye! **** off yerself! We can’t very well interrogate this ballbag in the alley here just. He’s likely te start with the screaming about his dead mates. Is he even’ a leader or was he jest another recruit? Vaz let’s get ye dusted up, mate. Anyone got that spell what cleans the shite off ye? Or blood in this case? Should we carry the doorstop or trow ‘im in a cart or somethin?
Let me know how you want to proceed. If you'd like me to set out a few options, I'm happy to do so, but I don't want to railroad your thinking. :)
Vaz takes another swig as Scupper pulls him back into the alley
I'm a lttle worse for waresh SIrs, how about you guts chase the baddies and I'll wait here for the watch?
((Sorry guys!! My switch arrived & I've been playing pokemon for 3 days straight...))
Incantis looks around at the rest of the party. "We're...we're all worse for wears. That could have gone better. Scupp, truly sorry we didn't heed your chagrin regarding our lack of planning." He pauses to consider. "Look, we're all beat to hell and we've got these bodies to deal with. But, my mark is moving slowly, and the bird's still on his tail. Let's get this one to safety," he nods at the unconscious man, "dump these three somewhere the watch will find them, and recoup. Or do you all think it's a higher priority to intercept him before he brings word of this fight to the rest of the Burners?"
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Scupper is going to see if theres a pack animal or even a large pig that he could intimidate someone into selling for a few coins.
"Right lads. Here's the plan. Strip that bastard of anything that doesn't look like a drunk maybe put a nice robe on him. He's getting married today and we've been embarrassing the hell out o' him on a wild tavern ride through town. Pour some wine on him too. One o' these lot may have a flask squirrelled away. If he wakes, I'll keep him quiet and make him drink. Otherwise, let's throw 'im on an animal and walk right out in the open. We need te get 'im to our side o' the town. The docks can probably even rent us some boat space for living space. Plenty o' shite boats make more hiding disreputables then fishing. Snap too lads. By the gods, Vaz. We should probably get a temporary animal for you too...til ye get your own back."
Strix starts looking for wine on the bodies and in the barrels - you know, street wine! - also giving the flammables a sniff to see if they'd pass for alcohol.
investigation : 17
Strix, Shifter Shadow Monk in Lost Mines of Phandelver ¦ Sihegiall Human Soulknife Rogue in In Search of Molly McGuffin
Scupper, there are certainly people passing by on carts or horses from time to time; you could flag one of them down. You don't find anyone nearby who is selling a horse or large pig.
As you watch, you see a carriage being driven by a young half-elf, empty but would accommodate the party. You also see a man driving a pair of oxen pulling a wagon full of wooden planks. He seems to be whipping the oxen a little more than is strictly necessary. You also see an elderly couple driving an empty cart; the driver either can't see very well or doesn't care much about the lives of pedestrians, but there are a few near misses in just the short time you are watching. You can intervene and attempt to work your magic on any of these.
Strix, you don't find any alcohol on the dead bodies, but you suspect (with that roll) that one of your comrades might be able to assist. The oil would not pass for drink, no.
Cottoning onto what Strix is looking for Varinth panics and downs the rest of the wine in his skin.
[ability]Constitution[/ability] : 11
Feck it. Scupper runs to the half elf in the carriage. He'll try to half step on the running board.
Oi! Yer services are needed. Coin a plenty. Me mates have been having a bit of a party and one has passed out. Give us a ride! Do NOT piss me off on this. That lad has been a handful and I ain't carrying 'm now.
Varinth, you burp slightly. Otherwise, the overall level of alcohol in your body has not changed significantly.
Scupper, make an Intimidation check.
Strix tries to Heimlich some wine out of Varinth
Athletic 18
Strix, Shifter Shadow Monk in Lost Mines of Phandelver ¦ Sihegiall Human Soulknife Rogue in In Search of Molly McGuffin
Varinth, are you allowing this? If not, make an... um... can you resist the Heimlich maneuver? I guess you could try to dodge out of the way. Give me an Acrobatics check.
Scupper intimidation 10
I... ah... what? Yes! Yessir. Sorry sir! The half elf shies away from Scupper and is completely flustered; again, it's not that he actually recognises the halfling, more the general sense that bad things could happen if you get the wrong side of him.
The carriage halts in the middle of the street. The half-elf waits in silent terror to be told what to do next.