Drusk gives Pascal a reassuring pat on the shoulder, for giving a speech that Drusk would not be able to say as eloquently. (He makes sure to use the clean hand, not the one covered in Yorga-guts.)

OoC - I totally missed post #124 now i understand why everyone is giving Meloon a hard time

"Um," Meloon looks honestly perplexed at why anyone has a problem with his actions. "I did not mean to do it." His bravado droops, and he blinks.

Jalester, fresh from his conversation with Durnan, steps in. "Hello, yes, well," he puts an arm around Meloon's shoulder. "Let's go Meloon, we should head back to the Palace." Then to Pascal, and the others, "The magisters will be here in a moment, if you wouldn't mind staying put until they've had a chance to assess just what has happened. They will have my report, so there should just be one or two questions. Thank you, very much, you've done the City a great service tonight. Durnan, if you would see to the disposal of this, once the magisters are done," he taps the troll with his foot.

Durnan nods, then turns to gather his employees, to direct them. 

"Good, then, I expect I'll be seeing you all at some point, thank you again" and Jalester makes to leave with Meloon.

Obaya, the cleric, is taking care of the wounded.

Volo is standing there, bouncing a little like he has something to say.

Ilena snaps to a few minutes after Volo has wandered off. She looks around and sees that most of the patrons have survived and she feels much better. She wanders over to where Pascal is and leans out from behind him to get a look at what is going on, keeping the large lizardman between herself and the grisly scene.

OOC: Meloooon, you can’t step on someone’s throat, that kills people!

Pascal looks a little sad, but gets over it. He pats a claw on Ilena’s head, “Don’t worry, Madame, you’re fine now. No more danger ‘round here.”

Ilena stares sadly down at Yagra's broken body and asks no one in particular.

"That man killed her? Do you think he will get away with it?"

OOC > Geez. Maybe the DM was just trying to avoid having to role-play a whole "What does Yagra say about this" thread for three IRL days... maybe... :)

Quote from Mingofaust >>

OOC > Geez. Maybe the DM was just trying to avoid having to role-play a whole "What does Yagra say about this" thread for three IRL days... maybe... :)

 Pascal stands robotically: “Nope. That man is clearly innocent. We should forget about this whole process. Food, food, French language.”

Jorin looks down at Ilena saying, "I do not think he actually killed her, but rather disrespected her broken body with his careless foot after the troll had done what trolls do."  He extends a hand to her, "I am Jorin, of the Bodt.  You are as swift as a mountain hawk -- I see those darts are your talons." he says with a smile.

Quote from abunny >>

Ilena stares sadly down at Yagra's broken body and asks no one in particular.

"That man killed her? Do you think he will get away with it?"

 “Hard to say. Could’ve been an accident, but he was acting suspicious. Best to just let the investigation handle itself.”

"Yes, leave it to the city investigators. But it is good that this is publicly known, in case he ever steps out of line again... Hmm, should have used a different turn of phrase."

Ilena's voice quavers a little bit, but she take's Jorin's hand in greeting

"I'm... Ilena... Casquinha, of the Order of the Even-Handed. It's a pleasure to meet you, though it would have been nice to do so under different circumstances."

She looks around, pale and confused but it's hard to tell if it's from shock or bloodloss or a combination of the two. She lowers herself carefully into the nearest chair breathing hard and a bit irregularly. 

"Of course, you are right. The watch... will know what to do."

She pulls out her journal and starts writing and sketching a bit more slowly, then remembers that Volo had looked as though he had something to say and goes to find him.

"Master Geddarm, what do you make of all of this?"

Hildigrim joins Jorin, Drusk and Pascal near Yagra's broken body. "What a mess," he comments. "Are you three OK?" His gaze lingers on Pascal, who looks a little worse for wear.

Pascal shrugs, “Eh, been through worse. Nothing that a fine meal and a little bit o’ fine drink won’t fix. Come on, let’s eat.” Pascal sits down and signals over to a waitress, “Pardon me, madam, what y’all got to eat? Y’all got a menu? I could go for something hearty and a bit o’ strong drink.”

Jorin rests a hand on the pommel of an axe, then gestures with the other to the table where Pascal is sitting and says to Ilena, "Come, join us.  Good drink and company of the pack will calm your nerves.  Tell me of your even hands."

The five of you move a little out of the way to a table, pull up chairs, and settle in. Bonnie, one of the servers, comes by to take your orders, thanking you again for helping, and reminding you that you now drink free at the Yawning Portal. She also takes your food orders. Food comes to 3 dragons, all told.

OOC > Feel free to converse.

Jalester leaves with handsome Meloon and his magical axe. Shortly, a brace of City Watch show up, accompanied by two magisters wearing their black robes. The watchmen begin to take statements from patrons, and though he tries to slip away, Thug3 gets nabbed and hauled off. They also cart off the unconscious Head Thug. The magisters speak to Durnan, and to the cleric, Obaya. Then they come talk to you.

OOC > Feel free to indicate what you tell them, I'll interrupt if it triggers anything important.

The magisters examine the bodies of Yagra and the troll, while staff collect the dead stirges and present them. Eventually, Yagra's body is collected and removed, while the stirges are tossed down the well. Finally, four or five of the City Watch get together and laboriously lift the dead troll up, and tip it into the well, too. "Out of sight, out of mind," you hear one of the magisters say.

As you chat, the young (looking) cleric, Obaya, comes by to check on you. She takes care of your wounds, so Pascal and Ilena are full up on hp again.

OOC > The next thing that happens is this...

Then, when it seems all is finally done, you've been eating and getting to know Ilena, Volo comes over and clears his throat.

"Um, excuse me, Mistress Casquinha, Master Goodbody, and um, friends." He strokes his mustache nervously. "I, uh, I wonder if you might consider doing me a favor. It is just, that, well, I seem to have lost a friend of mine, and I fear for his safety. The Watch won't help, busy with the troubles, you know... and I hope you could help. You seem like good sorts, and capable!" He pauses a moment, then, "I can, um, I can pay."

Drusk pays 1 of the dragons.

He listens to the well, if there is any cursing from the deep. If any of those adventurers that went down had survived, they will not be pleased to have dead stirges and a mangled crispy troll raining on their heads. Perception: 15 + 1 Guidance

Drusk thanks Obaya for her service, and asks which deity she serves.

Drusk

He listens at the well as the monsters are tossed down it, but hears nothing to indicate there's anything alive down there. It just goes down into darkness.

Obaya is only happy to be able to help. "I am honored to be a priest of the Coinmaiden, Waukeen," she bows. 

Jorin is very forthcoming about the battle with the troll when talking to the watch.  Much like when he regaled Jalester with tales of the lich lair, he ends up half drawing an axe while talking about a particular vicious strike, before realizing he was about to so in front of the watch.  He apologizes and then simply answers questions as they are asked.

Once the food and drink arrive, its business as usual for Jorin, tasting every bite very deliberately and making comments about the flavors and deliciousness. 

Ilena thanks Obaya for healing her and offers to buy her a drink.

When the magisters pull her aside to speak to her she tells them everything in as much detail as she can recall speaking very quickly seeming a bit nervous at being interviewed for the first time by officers of the law. (OOC: lots of new experiences for little Ilena today) 

To the magisters "Well first of all I'm an acolyte and studied with the Order of the Even-handed of Tyr, old Grimjaw himself. I've been studying in a monastery for as long as I can remember. Master Tyra always used to tell me..." She tells them her whole story from the very beginning if they let her ending with her coming to the Yawning Portal to meet Volo and nearly being skewered to death by the stirge. She coughs a few times into her cloth kerchief and tries to fold it so that the blood she keeps coughing up does not show.

sleight of hand : 4

When the magisters are done speaking with her, she'll return to her seat with her new friends and tell them whatever they want to know, reclining in her seat and holding herself steady with a foot pressed against the bottom of the table.. "Well Master... uh... Jorin was it? The Order of the Even-handed are a small sect of devotees of Tyr. They took me in when I was young and I have been cloistered in a monastery for most of my days. Only recently have they sent me on this pilgrimage; Waterdeep is the heart of our order."

"What about you Master Jorin, what can you tell me of the Bodt?" She asks everyone a little bit about themselves, but, being rather tired and more than a little light headed, doesn't ask them about tales of justice, nor is taking notes in her journal. 

When the food arrives she eats slowly, and pays for the remainder with her nondescript gold coins with a handful of silvers as a tip (or a full gold piece if the person serving them is Molly to make up for the meager tip she gave her before).