Knok is able to find several crates to climb in order to get a good look of the booth. As he scans the wares, those behind can see that the tall elf has taken notice of the small goblin and looks at him with a bit of a peculiar expression.
Paren looks at the contents of the box with disappointment before turning to his companions. "Not what I hoped. Just a box of junk. Seems odd to have a all that protection for junk."
Investigation: 19
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Paren shuffles the items within the crate a bit trying to see if there's anything of note. He's left a bit disappointed at the quality of the wares given the amount of work that went into getting the crate opened.
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"Hmm, what's in there, then?" Finan says, moving a little closer to cast a glance inside the crate. They had gone through a lot of trouble, he just can't believe it was all for nothing. If anything he would want to try sneaking past the guard again, but there was some strong magic at work there.
FInan and Paren move to inspect the crate with a bit more interest than they had a moment ago. The noise of the festival is in full swing so it's difficult to hear what they're saying if you're not in the alley with them. The streets are full with festival goers making it difficult to see what's going on in the darker alley.
Jonathan, Quentin, Eira, and Tanni stand in the street among the crowd as the look to the booth with the old pottery. Do they move to the booth, move to the alley, or wait patiently for the response from the others?
"O-o-oh no. This could be bad. This could be very, very, very bad." Quentin's glowing eyes go wide as he starts stuttering to the others. "Not to stereotype, but everything in the booth is touched with necromancy. While it's a perfectly respectable field of research, that many objects touched with it in one location is incredibly worrisome. People are also buying the goods. I'm seeing flashes of the same magicks in pockets here and there. Where did they get so many...." He trails off a moment and snaps his head towards the alley. "...dangerous artifacts..." Quentin walks at a brisk pace towards those in the alley. "Be careful! If that box is more of the same in the booth we could have a very big problem on our hands! Knok! We need to find Krusk!"
Turning around at the sound of Quentin calling his name, Knok looks away from the shopkeeper's wares. "Knok will go! Knok knows his way around the city, and you can keep you eye on the booth, the stuff, and the people!" Knok waits just long enough for confirmation from Quentin, or if anyone else wishes to accompany him, before setting off.
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Knok Gnome-friend|Goblin Fighter (Eldritch Knight) 3 | The Joys of Balance
As Tanni looks over the booth, the mocking patrons pay her little mind and she's bumped and pushed in their disregard. She sees that the wares are old but her focus is on the rowdy group standing near here.
Knok (and any that choose to follow him) is able to navigate the streets without issue and make it to the footsteps of the Shrine. The acolytes here are serving fresh bread bowls filled with a rich soup to those in need. Knok scans the area for a familiar face but they seem to have finished their shift.
"N-necromancy?! O-oh my... t-this is very, uh, b-bad indeed. W-what are we g-going to do? W-we can't just, uh, d-destroy all these i-items... S-should we r-report it to the g-guards??"
Jonathan's hand subconsciously holds onto his buckler. "Necromancy, that is the death magic, right?" He looks around, as if he would be hopeful to notice anything even with his immense lack of magical potential.
Reaching the steps of the shrine, Knok strides up them as fast as his short legs can carry him. not even looking back to see if anyone followed him through the streets of Holden Heights. Shouting, "Krusk! Krusk! Knok needs Krusk!," he throws the doors open and steps inside.
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Knok Gnome-friend|Goblin Fighter (Eldritch Knight) 3 | The Joys of Balance
When Knok enters the Shrine shouting, an acolyte moves to him. It's an older dwarf dressed in the more traditional robes of the Shrine. "Calm brother. What is it that you need?," he says in a very reserved tone.
Jonathan, Eira, and Tanni keep a watchful eye on the booth. They see the group mocking the wares move off laughing into the the crowd. A few potential customers approach to look at the table but don't seem interested and move on. The elf that had been admiring the wares steps forward and is intently looking at the goods. He picks up a small goblet made from carved wood. He turns it over checking it with great interest. He tosses the man working the booth a single coin and then moves off into the crowd.
Composing himself, as much as the excitable goblin can, Knok stands up as straight as possible and addresses the dwarf, trying to impress the sense of urgency in his words. "Krusk helped Knok before. He knows what's wrong. A bad god touched Knok, touched an arr-key-all-oh-jist who tried to kill Zynphura, and someone is selling the arr-key-all-oh-jist's things in the square, and Knok's friend Quentin says they are filled with neck-roh-man-see!"
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Knok Gnome-friend|Goblin Fighter (Eldritch Knight) 3 | The Joys of Balance
Nothing stands out to Jonathan that he hasn't noticed already.
The busy street has swelled in the number of visitors to the town square as the events of the day are in full swing. The loud clanging of hammers to anvil ring across the town square as competitions are underway on the platform.
The sound of song fills the town square as a group of bards begin to play and sing in the hopes of making a few coin from the visitors.
Knok is able to find several crates to climb in order to get a good look of the booth. As he scans the wares, those behind can see that the tall elf has taken notice of the small goblin and looks at him with a bit of a peculiar expression.
Paren looks at the contents of the box with disappointment before turning to his companions. "Not what I hoped. Just a box of junk. Seems odd to have a all that protection for junk."
Investigation: 19
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Paren shuffles the items within the crate a bit trying to see if there's anything of note. He's left a bit disappointed at the quality of the wares given the amount of work that went into getting the crate opened.
"Hmm, what's in there, then?" Finan says, moving a little closer to cast a glance inside the crate. They had gone through a lot of trouble, he just can't believe it was all for nothing. If anything he would want to try sneaking past the guard again, but there was some strong magic at work there.
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[skill]Investigation[/roll]: 16
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FInan and Paren move to inspect the crate with a bit more interest than they had a moment ago. The noise of the festival is in full swing so it's difficult to hear what they're saying if you're not in the alley with them. The streets are full with festival goers making it difficult to see what's going on in the darker alley.
Jonathan, Quentin, Eira, and Tanni stand in the street among the crowd as the look to the booth with the old pottery. Do they move to the booth, move to the alley, or wait patiently for the response from the others?
Tanni walks closer to the booth, trying to spot something interesting about the wares.
Investigation check: 16
"O-o-oh no. This could be bad. This could be very, very, very bad." Quentin's glowing eyes go wide as he starts stuttering to the others. "Not to stereotype, but everything in the booth is touched with necromancy. While it's a perfectly respectable field of research, that many objects touched with it in one location is incredibly worrisome. People are also buying the goods. I'm seeing flashes of the same magicks in pockets here and there. Where did they get so many...." He trails off a moment and snaps his head towards the alley. "...dangerous artifacts..." Quentin walks at a brisk pace towards those in the alley. "Be careful! If that box is more of the same in the booth we could have a very big problem on our hands! Knok! We need to find Krusk!"
Turning around at the sound of Quentin calling his name, Knok looks away from the shopkeeper's wares. "Knok will go! Knok knows his way around the city, and you can keep you eye on the booth, the stuff, and the people!" Knok waits just long enough for confirmation from Quentin, or if anyone else wishes to accompany him, before setting off.
Knok Gnome-friend | Goblin Fighter (Eldritch Knight) 3 | The Joys of Balance
As Tanni looks over the booth, the mocking patrons pay her little mind and she's bumped and pushed in their disregard. She sees that the wares are old but her focus is on the rowdy group standing near here.
Knok (and any that choose to follow him) is able to navigate the streets without issue and make it to the footsteps of the Shrine. The acolytes here are serving fresh bread bowls filled with a rich soup to those in need. Knok scans the area for a familiar face but they seem to have finished their shift.
"N-necromancy?! O-oh my... t-this is very, uh, b-bad indeed. W-what are we g-going to do? W-we can't just, uh, d-destroy all these i-items... S-should we r-report it to the g-guards??"
Jonathan's hand subconsciously holds onto his buckler. "Necromancy, that is the death magic, right?" He looks around, as if he would be hopeful to notice anything even with his immense lack of magical potential.
Does Knok enter the Shrine? Does anyone go with him?
Reaching the steps of the shrine, Knok strides up them as fast as his short legs can carry him. not even looking back to see if anyone followed him through the streets of Holden Heights. Shouting, "Krusk! Krusk! Knok needs Krusk!," he throws the doors open and steps inside.
Knok Gnome-friend | Goblin Fighter (Eldritch Knight) 3 | The Joys of Balance
For reference, Jonathan is staying at the stall for now (with hopefully a couple of others) to keep an eye out on the area.
When Knok enters the Shrine shouting, an acolyte moves to him. It's an older dwarf dressed in the more traditional robes of the Shrine. "Calm brother. What is it that you need?," he says in a very reserved tone.
Jonathan, Eira, and Tanni keep a watchful eye on the booth. They see the group mocking the wares move off laughing into the the crowd. A few potential customers approach to look at the table but don't seem interested and move on. The elf that had been admiring the wares steps forward and is intently looking at the goods. He picks up a small goblet made from carved wood. He turns it over checking it with great interest. He tosses the man working the booth a single coin and then moves off into the crowd.
Composing himself, as much as the excitable goblin can, Knok stands up as straight as possible and addresses the dwarf, trying to impress the sense of urgency in his words. "Krusk helped Knok before. He knows what's wrong. A bad god touched Knok, touched an arr-key-all-oh-jist who tried to kill Zynphura, and someone is selling the arr-key-all-oh-jist's things in the square, and Knok's friend Quentin says they are filled with neck-roh-man-see!"
Knok Gnome-friend | Goblin Fighter (Eldritch Knight) 3 | The Joys of Balance
Nothing stands out to Jonathan that he hasn't noticed already.
The busy street has swelled in the number of visitors to the town square as the events of the day are in full swing. The loud clanging of hammers to anvil ring across the town square as competitions are underway on the platform.
The sound of song fills the town square as a group of bards begin to play and sing in the hopes of making a few coin from the visitors.