Insight: 22

Meera;

"I'm not Chultan, but I can tell when I'm being lied to. What are you not saying?"

Misha heard what Meera had said, and figured something off was going on. Chewing on a mouth of lobster, she shot a look up at Lerek a gave him a withering squint of distrust.

She reached up with her right arm and wrapped it around his neck and pulled him in hard close to her mouth, so she could talk right into his earhole.

"Tell us truth, ya?" She said, softly. "Professor friend Meera don't like being lied to, and Misha no like when strangers lie to friends. Especially while eating. One more chence, I geev. Suggest take eet, am een good mood at moment." She squeezed her arm, her muscles popping out rigid and defined, to emphasize her point.

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Indimidation: 16

Lerek's smirk disappears. He stammers, "Uh... apologies, though I did not lie, except by omission. While my employers don't always see fit to arm me with details that they deem unnecessary, I am a gatherer and curator of information, and have my ways of obtaining such. I know that Orolunga is a ziggurat, and I know that all of our agents that have been dispatched to find it have not come back alive. I also happen to know that the plateau of Mbala was the last group's destination. If you have a map I'd be happy to point it out to you. To obtain the reward, you don't have to travel to the locations mind you, we just need a map to them... Orolunga is rumored to be a dangerous place of ancient magics the power of which outmatch that of even the most powerful wizards known. Seems reckless to want to find it, some things should remain hidden once lost if you ask me. But... they don't and what can I say?"

"And who exactly are your employers?"

He hesitates, looking at you appraisingly, then his eyes shift to Misha and he sighs. "The Lord's Alliance." 

OOC: I'm not sure if The Lord's Alliance is common enough in Balder's Gate for Meera to know about it, so here's a check just in case.

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Misha casually glances at Meera with a look that inquires if it is time to release the headlock.

"You can release him now Misha, he's proven willing to talk and understands what will happen if he speaks falsely or withholds information."

"As you weesh." Misha complies, unwrapping her arm from around Lerek's neck, and gently pushes him away from the table with her palm on his cheek. She resumes eating as if nothing happened.

Sherri kept chewing on her vegetables and the pieces of meat she got from the crustacean as she listened to the other take charge of the conversation, trying not to smirk when she saw Misha get the guy into a headlock. Yeah, best not to lie buddy... Her eyes narrow at the mention of the Lord's Alliance, however, the name ringing a bell in the back of her mind. Mom and dad must have dealt with those guys before right?

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OOC: Damn not having Message

Meera looks around the table and non-verbally indicates that when they're finished eating and interrogating Lerek, they should head up to the ladies' room so that she can speak with them in peace.

Roll to pick up on hint.

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Ooh! More strange food! Nom nom..

“Who is the Lords’ Alliance?” Dornos asks around a mouthful of food.

A moon moth appears on Sherri's shoulder and flexes her wings, crawling up behind Sherri's ear and fluttering gently. 

[ooc: Sherri and Meera can read the contents of this spoiler]

Meera responds to Dornos' question. "The Lords Alliance is an organization in Faerun. They're an alliance composed of the major city-states who work to fight against threats to the realm. They aren't going to be a threat to us." Then she waves Lerek away. "That's all. You can go about your business now." Once he's departed, Meera will lead the rest of the party upstairs. "Come to our room. I have something that I would like to discuss in private." Once everyone is upstairs, she'll lock the door behind her and begin speaking. "The Lord's Alliance is interested in Nangalore and Orolunga because those locations house ancient, powerful magics. Currently, we have no leads on this Death Curse, but perhaps one of those locations holds the Death Curse or at least knowledge of it. Musharib, would you guide us to those locations once we've reclaimed Hrakhmar?"

Aphos remains downstairs, thoroughly engrossed in his drinks and food.

Dornos nods in thanks to Meera, and looks to Musharib expectantly for his answer.

Misha follows Meera, after straining to fork another piece of lobster in her mouth, and places the utensil on the table, hurrying after.