The halfling seemed to be mischievous and running with purpose but otherwise didn't seem in fear of his life. Though perhaps he should be as the man, even from this distance, looks royally angry and has a hand planted firm on his sword hilt. Aye thats the slimy bastard! Which way'd he go? I'm gonna gut that greaseball and leave the rest of him for the wolves!

"As a Cleric, a purveyor of divine light and providence, I can't abide by or facilitate senseless violence.  If that fellow has deeply wronged you, make your grievance known to me...er, to us," Claire calls to him.

Hard to tell from here but the man seems to be a little annoyed by a lack of answer about the halflings whereabouts. It's a private matter. I'll not go airing my dirty laundry to every passerby. Just point me in the direction of the cretin and I'll be on my way.

Rollo points off to the west. 

Aeyd watches this whole scene go down with a look of indifference on her visage, though inside she was definitely amused at this strange encounter. She would look to see if the man would believe Rollo's direction with a small upturn at the corner of her lips.

Torsus seemed to watch the whole scenario play out. His assumption based on what was going on, was that the Halfling had stolen the dagger, considering the significant difference between his attire and appearance compared to it. But Depending on the circumstances, such theft might just be reasonable, or even encouraged. He had mixed feelings on it as by delaying the man, if he had truly been wronged would only harm him, but if the halfling was in the right, then delaying this man would prove beneficial. To the others, it would look like a hundred cogs were turning in his head before he finally turned to the man and spoke simultaneously to his mind and with his mouth, using Thaumaturgy to create a third layer of his own voice (only two of which could be heard by the others)

I Agree with our cleric. I would wish to aid you should it prove he wronged you, however should you have been up to devious ends against the man then we have reason to aid him. So tell me Friend he said weaving the spell into his words Air out your dirty laundry so that we may make this entire situation right.

Following the initial encounter, which had left Narz both confused and annoyed, what came after he left to the other devices upon discovering it to appear as a simple personal spat. That said, after having made his way over to Vigo's side to get saddle and armor situated for the new day, a wary eye is occasionally turned upon the exchange. A look Vigo too shared of the new arrival. But like a good Worg, he kept any commentary to himself.

A thought then occurs to Narz. He sends a telepathic message to Spaz, giving him the mission of covertly scampering off into the brush after the halfling to make sure he had more than mischievous intentions and lurked about the area. Rillex, meanwhile, continues indolently laze about atop Vigo's head, not really giving two shits about the whole affair.

Spaz Stealth: 8.
Spaz Perception: 24.

The man falls under the affects of the spell with ease though he gives Rollo an appreciative nod. West eh? Good, ill teach that bastard a lesson about sleeping with another man's wife! He then stalks off into the woods heading west. Its not long until he is gone completely. Rillex and Spaz both give each other curious looks before looking intently at the back od the cart. You all hear a Phew! Thanks a bunch fellas! I'm starting to think he actually may have wanted to kill me! And to think all those years of friendship we shared! Guess they don't count for squat! Oh sorry how rude. The halfling dispells his invisibility and you all see that he is standing in the cart leaning over the edge looking west. He finally turns to you all and says Well thanks a bunch! I gotta get going before he realizes he's been tricked. Should be able to get a head start back to Waterdeep before he realizes what's what!

Claire crosses her arms.  "While I certain don't condone infidelity, it's not my place to pass judgement.  I do, however, value contracts quite highly, both written and verbal.  I believe you offered us a bag of gold for our involvement, no?"

Bah nonsense! I never touched his wife! He's just upset because the kid looks nothing like him, doesn't mean its mine! Sure he's got my eyes, my nose, my hair, and my feet, but it doesn't prove a thing! The halfling pauses and puts a hand on the back of his head. Ah yes...about that. I may have been a little....less than truthful. I don't actually have any coin, not on me anyway. Its all home, in Waterdeep. You're all going to Waterdeep yeah? No other reason to be on the road this time of year unless you're headed for the big city. Tell ya what, I'll tag along for the ride and when we arrive first stop will be home for that sack of gold. I'll even throw in a little extra for the hassle. Sounds fair right? Wouldn't want to anger my new, heavily armed friends after all now would I! The halfling gives a half-hearted chuckle at that and looks around to gage the room.

Torsus look at the halfling with a bit of annoyance as he tries to read into everything he says, to see if it seems like this halfling was little more than a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, .. or in lamens terms in case the DM doesn't understand... if the gold is a myth and the man intends to simply 'use' the party again, or if perhaps he was being genuine. After the halfling had ceased talking however, he would out of curiosity inquire about the dagger as he twiddled his thumbs. Mm I'll let my heavily armed friends decide if they wish to inform you of where we are going. But that is quite the fine dagger you posess, though it looks like a rose in a pile of hay -no offense- but your appearance is not one that would lend immediate believability that one such as yourself would come to possess it, outside of either theft, luck, and such.

Insight for his former comments, and insight for my question with Guidance cast each time.

Halflings speech: 21 + 4

My question: 14 + 4

The hobgoblin narrows his eyes and appears very much against the idea, if the added folding of the arms across the chest was an indication. Vigo looked equally dubious at the prospect, and mutters in goblin that gets a sidelong look and raised brow out of the Narz. Narz then looks to Torsus following his speech, and cannot help but even faintly nod in approval before adding his own words. "And I beg your forgiveness for assuming the worse of your character. But, considering your current state and previous interaction with a 'friend', I would humbly ask that you answer the Tortle's question with all due respect. In addition, you are not in fact some kind of mage?"

Rollo looks down at the interaction with crossed arms and a very annoyed look on his face.

Torus it seems he's being truthful about the lack of gold on him which by his looks are no surprise. He definitely seems the type to use people though you can tell he seems sincere about having gold for you in Waterdeep, however if thats to keep his own skin, or to entice you into some scheme is hard tonsay one way or the other, likely both. The halfling feigns offense and says What me? A thief? Never. This is a family heirloom, a gift from my Nana in Calimport in honor of my leaving for Waterdeep. Granted Nana was indeed a thief and a good one too, but the dagger has been in the family for years. And believe me despite my current appearance I've quite the coin to my name, things have just been ah...a little difficult recently is all. Cut backs lets say. As for the invisibility, twas a simple trick I've picked up over the years. I'm not wizard and have no talent for magic but the one spell I'm afraid. The halfling gives you all an appraising look before saying. Hehe you don't need to say a thing. I know someone bound for Waterdeep when I see them. Still, suppose its not my buisness, if you don't want your gold I'll simply make my way back home on my own.  The halfling hops out of the cart and dusts himself off, beginning to walk North towards Waterdeep.

Aeyd passes a glance between the party members with a quirked brow, waiting to see if they were going to follow this halfing or not. If looked at to give an opinion of their own, the wood elf merely shrugs her shoulders. “We are heading in the same direction...” She points out. 

Torsus looked at Aid as she commented after the halflings obvious 'Welllllll if you don't want X *shrug*' speech Torsus narrowed his eyes at the halfling who seemed insistent on the fact of whether the party was going to waterdeep or not. So tell me, halfling. If we were going there, how would you know. It's easy to say "I know who's going where because" but no one outside a certain area should know of our wherabouts, our wheretofors, and anything beyond it. And we could be heading this way to take any myriad of trails taking the only route we know, or perhaps we have a pit stop along the way.

Using thaumaturgy, he creates a sound of thunder to accentuate the end of his words, as he follows it up with ominous whispers.

 The halfling pauses, sensing someone taking the bait but then jumps at the sound of thunder following Torus' words before realizing what's up. Using magic to intimidate me! How rude when I've been mostly straight forward. But fine, you want to truth well it might interest you to know I told you the truth. You're on the road to Waterdeep, therefore you must being going to Waterdeep or at least passing through. You don't strike me as the type whose going to take some back road around the city, especially with a cart during winter. But what do I know, maybe you're all dumb and want tonget caught in a blizzard, not my problem. Look, most well armed people only have one destination in mind when the snows fall, and that's get the hell out of the countryside. Excuse me for assuming you're heading to the only major city nearby, if you want to go to Daggerford I suggest you turn around as you've gone the wrong way.

Rollo looks to the others. "Is it bad that his logic is mostly sound but I still kinda want to punch him? Must be something about his face."

(Insight rolled on discord of 19)

Torsus grunts but finally lets down his guard. Moving to be within range for his telepathy to work though he makes no sudden movements so the halfling would know he wasn't about to attack. Then again, Torsus has proven he's a caster so who knows. Apologies then, little one. You have to understand that you showed up out of nowhere, made a sudden demand, "Dissappeared" then made several claims, and all of this just as we're waking up. Anyone who isn't atl-east that cautious in such a scenario deserves whatever fate befalls them for their lack. The halfling may even get mental vibes that the Tortle knew from experience.

Then speaking aloud as he shuffled back to the cart Since we are heading that way anyway, I suppose it couldn't hurt to have one more. Though Claire.. Aeyd.. Watch thyselves. I know yo ucan handle yourselves in a fight, else you'd be not hailed as heroes, but it may be a different 'fight' that he seeks.

So let us be on our way after breakfast. You've brought your own, haven't you mister... uh?

Both Narz and Vigo shudder before snapping to attention, having both been thrown back into the early days of training. None of which was fun times, and yet the memories left him smiling in melancholy well after the fact. As it slowly becomes clear that the halfling would perhaps be traveling with them for a time, Narz shook his head faintly in defeat, before then focusing once more on general preparations again; including breakfast! At another mental urging Spaz is sent off to do some aerial reconnaissance to make sure noone else suddenly crashed the party before they continued on for waterdeep.

If there's time enough after breakfast, and even during the remaining trip as well, Narz talks with Rillex, and in some ways through Spaz get a better feel of the Tressym's pass and the whole armor thing he had going on. In between such moments, he might've tried to do the same with the rest of the party. But with the strange magical halfling with them at the moment, such idle curiosity is kept in check.