Carric makes no move to lower his blade. "If you would like to restrain him be my guest. If there's one thing the war taught me, it's the value of lethal coercion."
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The startled train worker stammer as their shock wears off, "W-well w-we don't r-really have a brig...b-but we will be sure to tell the captain." As the train worker head out of the car, the train lurches forward as it gains speed once more. "O-oh that's strange...T-the elemental must be a bit...lively today."
”Does anyone have some rope or more ...” Cutting off as the train lurches again. “I think someone should check on that.” Lotara follows the crewmen out and starts toward the front of the train.
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Canavar starts to hand Lotara the his rope as she walks away. "Um. Rope. I guess she is checking on the train? She must be real smart."He ties up the subdued warforged and keeps holding onto the armless warforged. He then opens the box from Drix and looks inside.
Inside the box is a decapitated head. As Canavar opens the box, he can see one eyeball roll around for a good while before looking at him. Then the head speaks, "Hey, did you kill the guy that took me? If so, good! Damned scout won't let me spread the lord's will. Taking all I got to keep this dead scrap up to talk. So do me a favor and put me in a fresh warforged. C'mon, I'm just a nice docent for a good home, so please?"
Drix nods to Carric and stows his sword, "You're responsible for this then. If he kills someone or otherwise, that's on you." Hearing the box talking behind him, the bounty hunter turns to Canavar. He walks over next to his companion to stare down at the contents. Speechless they both slowly look up at each other and after a moment Drix slowly closes the box in Canavar's hand. "Right...don't open or listen to that thing. Stow it in your bag."
Drix rocks on his feet as the train lurches again. "I think the monk is right though. We should check on the engine. My gut says whoever else is after this might be willing to pick it out of the scrap of a train wreck."
The bounty hunter starts to follow Lotara towards the front waving Canavar to follow. "I'm going to assume you'll play nice and follow too since we have your arms and cargo."He says looking past Canavar.
Canavar shuts the box ordered, the confusion still evident on his face. "But..wha..?"He gestures towards the armless warforged. "Can I just pop his head off, too? So much easier.."Canavar escorts the captive while following Drix and Lotara. "I'm gonna try when we get some time to think. Everything is happening so fast."
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"Just cause of the cargo, and don't put it in any warforge. The little shit is insane but knows about the lord of the blades." The captive follows willingly.
(Double checking to see if Fae and Carric follow or stay back.)
Faereth will be focusing on aiding the train staff. The bounty hunters have their own agenda, so long as it doesn't break the train or harm the other passengers, it's up to them what they do. If the crew are not in need of anything, she'll follow the others back through the carriage to keep an eye on them.
"Tell me, what is common protocol for this?" She asks, looking to drag the tied up warforged somewhere. "I am not a well versed lightning rail traveller."
(I'm assuming the box is the one from the previous checking with detect magic?)
(Train workers are going to the front car as well. And just to see how long the warforged is out, he is out for 5 hours)
The train keeps on gaining speed, as the workers themselves start to hurry. "A-alright, that's too fast. If we keep gaining speed then we'll hit the turn too hard and crash." As the party passes by the passenger cars, they see most of them are holding onto their seats as the train accelerates. They try to talk to the workers but they're too focused on getting to the front of the train. The party finally enters the diner car, vacant as the tables and chairs jump about. "Albert! Francesca! Where's Robert and the rest of them? The train is going too fast. We're going to derail if we keep going!" The workers yell as they make their way into the next car.
Faereth will hurry along with them, using her natural agility to attempt to swerve past people and keep up. "If this derails, many people could be harmed. Tell me, how do we slow it down?" She asks, hoping that if they make it to the front cart they can save everyone.
"The captain just needs to tell it to slow down. Other than that, nothing really, only Orien heirs can influence the elementals." One of them explains as the other enters the next car. "Ah, uh, sir, please head back to your room. There's a slight situation but it will be dealt with. We just need to get to the lead car, so please head back." There's no reply as party heads into the next car, to see a similar warforged guard standing before the corridor to the next car. Around the kitchen, there's clear signs of a previous struggle as the food was spilled, utensils scattered about, and the knife stuck into the table. The guard pushes away the attendant. "My Master's orders are to let none but our own through."
"We have no time for this, stand down!"Faereth tells the warforged. "You are putting your captain and all these people at risk!" She is ready to draw her blade again should this one also attack her or her companions.
Canavar trails behind the others while dragging the armless warforged. When he sees the stand-off with the guard he stops. "You better listen to them. That one really is fast and will crack your head quick. And this one...hello, I'm Canavar...can just tell you to do stuff, and you might have to do it." He looks around. "Oh yeah, and the one that ca make scary tentacles come out the ground...I don't like that one. Anyways, you better get out of the way."
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Playing on the chaos going on around them and knowing the guard's attention is split trying to stop the monk and the rest of the party Drix makes a gamble. "You're still guarding up here? Your friend found some weird box in the back and when he opened it he seized up! You should go help him!"
Deception: 16 (Maybe adv. cause of others doing stuff? 4)
Carric makes no move to lower his blade. "If you would like to restrain him be my guest. If there's one thing the war taught me, it's the value of lethal coercion."
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
The startled train worker stammer as their shock wears off, "W-well w-we don't r-really have a brig...b-but we will be sure to tell the captain." As the train worker head out of the car, the train lurches forward as it gains speed once more. "O-oh that's strange...T-the elemental must be a bit...lively today."
Lotara
”Does anyone have some rope or more ...” Cutting off as the train lurches again. “I think someone should check on that.” Lotara follows the crewmen out and starts toward the front of the train.
Canavar starts to hand Lotara the his rope as she walks away. "Um. Rope. I guess she is checking on the train? She must be real smart." He ties up the subdued warforged and keeps holding onto the armless warforged. He then opens the box from Drix and looks inside.
Survival: 14 to tie him up.
Inside the box is a decapitated head. As Canavar opens the box, he can see one eyeball roll around for a good while before looking at him. Then the head speaks, "Hey, did you kill the guy that took me? If so, good! Damned scout won't let me spread the lord's will. Taking all I got to keep this dead scrap up to talk. So do me a favor and put me in a fresh warforged. C'mon, I'm just a nice docent for a good home, so please?"
(If you wish to follow Lotara, please say so.)
Drix nods to Carric and stows his sword, "You're responsible for this then. If he kills someone or otherwise, that's on you." Hearing the box talking behind him, the bounty hunter turns to Canavar. He walks over next to his companion to stare down at the contents. Speechless they both slowly look up at each other and after a moment Drix slowly closes the box in Canavar's hand. "Right...don't open or listen to that thing. Stow it in your bag."
Drix rocks on his feet as the train lurches again. "I think the monk is right though. We should check on the engine. My gut says whoever else is after this might be willing to pick it out of the scrap of a train wreck."
The bounty hunter starts to follow Lotara towards the front waving Canavar to follow. "I'm going to assume you'll play nice and follow too since we have your arms and cargo." He says looking past Canavar.
Carric holds his hand up to the weak point and nods. "Seems like a fair deal. If someone tries him up that'll make things even easier."
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Canavar shuts the box ordered, the confusion still evident on his face. "But..wha..?" He gestures towards the armless warforged. "Can I just pop his head off, too? So much easier.." Canavar escorts the captive while following Drix and Lotara. "I'm gonna try when we get some time to think. Everything is happening so fast."
(Canavar did tie up the still warforge.)
"Just cause of the cargo, and don't put it in any warforge. The little shit is insane but knows about the lord of the blades." The captive follows willingly.
(Double checking to see if Fae and Carric follow or stay back.)
Faereth will be focusing on aiding the train staff. The bounty hunters have their own agenda, so long as it doesn't break the train or harm the other passengers, it's up to them what they do. If the crew are not in need of anything, she'll follow the others back through the carriage to keep an eye on them.
"Tell me, what is common protocol for this?" She asks, looking to drag the tied up warforged somewhere. "I am not a well versed lightning rail traveller."
(I'm assuming the box is the one from the previous checking with detect magic?)
Carric stays with the tied up warforged, waiting for it to wake up so he can ask some questions.
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
(Train workers are going to the front car as well. And just to see how long the warforged is out, he is out for 5 hours)
The train keeps on gaining speed, as the workers themselves start to hurry. "A-alright, that's too fast. If we keep gaining speed then we'll hit the turn too hard and crash." As the party passes by the passenger cars, they see most of them are holding onto their seats as the train accelerates. They try to talk to the workers but they're too focused on getting to the front of the train. The party finally enters the diner car, vacant as the tables and chairs jump about. "Albert! Francesca! Where's Robert and the rest of them? The train is going too fast. We're going to derail if we keep going!" The workers yell as they make their way into the next car.
Faereth will hurry along with them, using her natural agility to attempt to swerve past people and keep up. "If this derails, many people could be harmed. Tell me, how do we slow it down?" She asks, hoping that if they make it to the front cart they can save everyone.
"The captain just needs to tell it to slow down. Other than that, nothing really, only Orien heirs can influence the elementals." One of them explains as the other enters the next car. "Ah, uh, sir, please head back to your room. There's a slight situation but it will be dealt with. We just need to get to the lead car, so please head back." There's no reply as party heads into the next car, to see a similar warforged guard standing before the corridor to the next car. Around the kitchen, there's clear signs of a previous struggle as the food was spilled, utensils scattered about, and the knife stuck into the table. The guard pushes away the attendant. "My Master's orders are to let none but our own through."
Lotara
Without breaking stride Lotara attempts to use her staff and the kitchens counter to vault over the warforged guard.
@ Lotara
(Acrobatics at disadvantage due to being in a car vs Guard's Athletics) DC = 12
"We have no time for this, stand down!" Faereth tells the warforged. "You are putting your captain and all these people at risk!" She is ready to draw her blade again should this one also attack her or her companions.
Canavar trails behind the others while dragging the armless warforged. When he sees the stand-off with the guard he stops. "You better listen to them. That one really is fast and will crack your head quick. And this one...hello, I'm Canavar...can just tell you to do stuff, and you might have to do it." He looks around. "Oh yeah, and the one that ca make scary tentacles come out the ground...I don't like that one. Anyways, you better get out of the way."
Lotara
Acrobatics : 9
Clearing the warforged blocking the path Lotara continues on to check the cars ahead.
Playing on the chaos going on around them and knowing the guard's attention is split trying to stop the monk and the rest of the party Drix makes a gamble. "You're still guarding up here? Your friend found some weird box in the back and when he opened it he seized up! You should go help him!"
Deception: 16 (Maybe adv. cause of others doing stuff? 4)