Tyranny of Dragons

“Exactly, now we just gotta figure out how to break out. Maybe a moving tent...”

Leosin mutters to himself, "Curse that Nesim. This is just the sort of thing he'd do." A series of coughs cuts him off. When they subside, he says to the rest of you, "As much as I appreciate your efforts, and kudos on such a well laid out plan, I can't leave yet. There's still too much I need to figure out."

As he's speaking, you realize that he isn't trying to get up even to a kneeling or sitting position. Judging by the broken skin and all of the bruising, you'd be surprised if he'd be able to stand under his own weight.

“Really? What’cha need to find out? Maybe we can help each other.”

Are there any guards around? If not, Rex will try to break his cuffs. STR: 13. REX WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME, YOU HAVE THE STATS TO BE COOL.

Still trying to be as quiet as possible, Novot rests her hand on Leosin's back and mutters a quick prayer to Torm. Her tattoo glows slightly, briefly. [Healing Word restores 4 HP to the prisoner.] "Feel better, friend? Ready to run, if it comes to that?"

Did Arliden get out with that Dex check?

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Did Arliden get out with that Dex check?

Novot wrinkles her nose. "Are you saying," she hisses, "that you don't want to be rescued?!"

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Did Arliden get out with that Dex check?

 
[Sorry for not responding to the original post. Arliden was not able to Dex out of the shackles.]

Leosin coughs a bit more before responding. The healing doesn't seem to do much for him. To Novot he says, "Thank you...? I'm sorry. I didn't catch your name."

[After getting Novot's name (presumably)] "I have been tracking the Cult of the Dragon for quite some time, now. There actions of late have been odd, even for them. There is something dark going on, and I think it needs to be stopped sooner rather than later. I needed to find this camp, and, now that I'm here, I need to find out what's going on in that cave. The key to what's going on is in there, I'm sure of it. Another day or two, and I'm sure that Wyrmspeaker will let something slip while he's trying to get answers from me."

"Rezmir. Do you know her?"

“Oh good, the black one. Not like the wyrmspeaker representing black dragons would be excessively brutal for any reason. Terrak. Terrak. Terrak...” Rex slowly hits his head on the pole repeatedly, “I know her name. Never met any before actually, members followed a strict hierarchy or whatever. Should be a fun experience.”

Ok so Arliden still in chains says, "Um, Leosin you don't really look like you can take much more punishment without being dead. And you're not going to help anyone if you die. I mean if you learn the best info ever but you don't live to tell anyone about it you'll pretty much die being useless. Think about it for just a minute; we can take care of the cave later, right now we need to take care of getting out of here."

"I'm too close to figuring this all out to leave. I know the answers I need are in that cave."

He seems very determined to stay put until he finds answers, but he doesn't look like he'd be able to physically resist in any way if you chose to rescue him by force.

"Just to make sure I understand correctly," Novot whispers at Leosin, clearly annoyed. "The only ways of getting you out alive are either - one - to fight off an entire camp full of cultists and get ourselves trapped in a cave that probably has no escape hatch or - two - have him," she nods her head toward Fjordix, "bash you on the back of the head so we can sneak-carry you out of here?"

She raises an eyebrow. "Did I get that right? (Sorry if I'm being dense - it must be my orc half.)"

OOC: Fjordix feels objectified by Novot lol jk

"I mean if the man doesn't want to go I don't think we make him. His life is his to live....or throw away. However, and he looks at Leosin, you at least need to tell us what you know for the sake of the town. We can relay it back and you can go die in a cave since that seems to be what you want to do.

"And I don't want to seem like a nag Novot but do you think you could get some of the rest of us out of these chains. Conversation always seems to be more fluid when not tied up." 

and he flashed her is best smile.

“I mean, I could just breathe on it. Acid tends to work on just about everything.”

Novot screws her mouth up at Leosin for a split second, then nods. "Right. Sorry about that." Then she goes around, helping with strength and Guidance.

Just as Novot moves over to help Arliden with the chains, you hear a sound from the opening to the tent. A guard steps in and casually looks around at everyone. A brief, tense moment passes, and he huffs and walks back out of the tent. As the tent flap closes behind him, you can see that the sun has almost completely set.

After the guard leaves, Leosin says, "Forgive me. I know I am coming across as ungrateful. It's just that I have been tracking this cult for quite some time now." An odd mixture of laughter and coughing escapes him. "I have, quite literally, given my blood, sweat, and tears to this endeavor, tracking their movements and trying to determine when the raids will occur. I managed to deduce that they would attack Greenest and found my way there just ahead of the cultists. Barely an hour after I arrived, I saw the first of the kobolds. In the midst of the chaos, I managed to fall in with the raiders during their retreat from the town. Rezmir spotted me when the sun came up. I can sense that she is close to letting enough information slip during our...'interrogation' sessions...to figure out how to stop whatever it is that the cult is planning. You are right, though. If I die before I can share what I've discovered, the knowledge will do no good."

“Great, so what’ve you got for us? Limited time and all that.”

Leosin opens his mouth as if to respond, but he closes it again before saying anything. He lifts his head and looks at Rex for the first time. 

"Clever. Very clever. I must admit, you had me fooled for a bit. Turn about is fair play, I suppose. Well done. Having the cleric attempt to heal me was a nice touch. Looks like your plan was better laid out than I'd thought. I'll be sure to congratulate Rezmir when next we speak." He coughs a bit then mutters to himself, "And to think I gave up Nesim with hardly any prompting."