You quietly-ish check out the storeroom you had glossed over before, paying closer attention to its contents. This area, while at the north end of a large natural cavern, has been finished with dressed stone block walls and a flagstone floor. Several barrels are stored against the walls here, along with a number of empty crates, straw for packing, hammers, pry bars, and nails.
Hymir notices among the straw a pile of 30 beaver pelts (2gp each) that must've been hunted or stolen, most likely stolen. (adding to party loot)
Az Emberi, upon entering the room, sees as plain as day the outline of a door on the left.
Absinthe, actively searching around a bit, sees another door shape in the Northeast alcove. (You guys have found 2 secret doors in this room, I will mark them on the map!)
"**** my luck, i've seen how this goes- let's follow the dog." Fjolnir slips the coin back in his pouch and falls back in formation following Az Emberi's discovery.
Sure enough, you see the outline of another door at the bottom of the stairs. You gently open it to peer inside.
The walls of this bedchamber are covered with drapes of scarlet cloth. The furnishings include a small writing desk with matching chair, a comfortable-looking bed, and a wooden chest at the foot of the bed. Sitting at the desk is a short, dark-bearded human male in robes, studying a tome. He wears a princely mantle of ermine. A beautiful glass staff leans against his chair, within easy reach. He doesn't notice you yet.
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-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Absinthe continues to nimbly bimbly sneak into the room, whilst reading the shackles I creep up behind the man scoop him up out of his chair while slapping a hand over his mouth.
Grapple: 7
"Quick, someone help me shackle this man!" I quietly exclaim to the group.
I throw my hands up , approach and ready my rapier. Re sheath my rapier, get right up in his face. Put my hands on both sides of his face before passionately open mouth kissing him for what seems like an eternity.
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Grapple opposition check: 14
Shackle opposition check: 4
Kiss opposition check: 18
The wizard gets swooped up in Absinthe's arms with a surprised yelp, at the same time that a ray of sickness blasts into his side and a bonfire springs up just inside the door on the opposite side of the room. He's squirming too much to get the shackles on him, but Dirk plants a big wet one on the confused mage. As soon as Dirk backs away, the wizard vomits. "What the ****!? You've got me, whoever you are, I surrender!"
Absinthe continues to keep the wizard grappled, semi cradling him like a child and pulling his wrists between his own legs. Not painful, but I can pinch his nutts with his own arms if he gets and ideas.
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"To bad we didn't get a chance to save that goblin, he may have been helpful."
Stealth: 5
Perception: 22
"...helpful as an improvised weapon?"
Stealth 7
You quietly-ish check out the storeroom you had glossed over before, paying closer attention to its contents. This area, while at the north end of a large natural cavern, has been finished with dressed stone block walls and a flagstone floor. Several barrels are stored against the walls here, along with a number of empty crates, straw for packing, hammers, pry bars, and nails.
Hymir notices among the straw a pile of 30 beaver pelts (2gp each) that must've been hunted or stolen, most likely stolen. (adding to party loot)
Az Emberi, upon entering the room, sees as plain as day the outline of a door on the left.
Absinthe, actively searching around a bit, sees another door shape in the Northeast alcove. (You guys have found 2 secret doors in this room, I will mark them on the map!)
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
"over here" I attempt to open my secret door slowly/quietly
"I found one as well. We should probably check them one at a time."
It doesn't matter, I want to scour this place for riches. We are searching everything.
Rainbow....... Mooo....
Fjolnir investigates some of the casks and crates for anything noteworthy: 11
"Which way to we go? East or West...? I think... Heads or tails... [Even or odd]" Fjolnir flips a piece of Silver: 17
Az Emberi peeks through the doorway and sees a staircase that curves downward and ends at a wall.
Fjolnir doesn't find anything else of note in the crates.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
"**** my luck, i've seen how this goes- let's follow the dog." Fjolnir slips the coin back in his pouch and falls back in formation following Az Emberi's discovery.
"I suggest we follow the stairs we can come back to search the other door."
Sure enough, you see the outline of another door at the bottom of the stairs. You gently open it to peer inside.
The walls of this bedchamber are covered with drapes of scarlet cloth. The furnishings include a small writing desk with matching chair, a comfortable-looking bed, and a wooden chest at the foot of the bed. Sitting at the desk is a short, dark-bearded human male in robes, studying a tome. He wears a princely mantle of ermine. A beautiful glass staff leans against his chair, within easy reach. He doesn't notice you yet.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Absinthe continues to nimbly bimbly sneak into the room, whilst reading the shackles I creep up behind the man scoop him up out of his chair while slapping a hand over his mouth.
Grapple: 7
"Quick, someone help me shackle this man!" I quietly exclaim to the group.
Grapple Adv: 14
The second I see Absinthe move towards him with no signal on what hes doing I cast ray of sickness on him non lethal damage
I use my crit 20 roll so I'm rolling 4d8s and he has to make a 13 con Saving throw
23
Remember he is a wizzard keep him alive
Chronomancy!!!
Fjolnir wordlessly runs over to aid in trying to shackle him.
13
I throw my hands up , approach and ready my rapier. Re sheath my rapier, get right up in his face. Put my hands on both sides of his face before passionately open mouth kissing him for what seems like an eternity.
Rainbow....... Mooo....
I cast bonfire on the opposite door to prevent escape and to impeded backup.
"We need him alive. Non lethal."
Grapple opposition check: 14
Shackle opposition check: 4
Kiss opposition check: 18
The wizard gets swooped up in Absinthe's arms with a surprised yelp, at the same time that a ray of sickness blasts into his side and a bonfire springs up just inside the door on the opposite side of the room. He's squirming too much to get the shackles on him, but Dirk plants a big wet one on the confused mage. As soon as Dirk backs away, the wizard vomits. "What the ****!? You've got me, whoever you are, I surrender!"
Combat is over... before it really began.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
"Was it the bard? It was the bard, wunnit?" Fjolnir resumes shackling the wizard with Absinthe's shackle set.
"So talk, or he gets real friendly... Spill what of your gut you havent already. Why are the redbrands working with Cragmaw?"
The wizard is now shackled and grappled by the big man.
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Absinthe continues to keep the wizard grappled, semi cradling him like a child and pulling his wrists between his own legs. Not painful, but I can pinch his nutts with his own arms if he gets and ideas.