Baeshra actually leaves the webbing in place until they decide what to do with the dwarf. Turning at the giant's question about the sleeping foes, "Dead foes won't come back in the night, usually, but if you have somewhere to take them instead, I've no objections to bringing more prisoners along with us. Give our murderer some company." He moves over to the sleeping foes to relieve them of their weapons and gestures for someone to come help him tie them up.
Umbriel says to the Weevil, "Indeed, you lived up to your end of our bargain of survival. Let us talk amongst ourselves for a moment, while we decide what to do."
Aside, to the group, Umbriel says "I don't know that we would have survived if he hadn't fought alongside us. I'm not saying we just let him go, but how much do we know about his crimes? I don't think Harshnag over there would eat him, anyway. He can't go back to Xantharl's keep, they recognize him now. If he were to escape along the way to Mirabar, we wouldn't be liable, and he's bound to have more groups after him. Although, 5000 gold is a lot of money..."
To Harshnag, Umbriel says "Thank you, friend, your appearance was most opportune. As for our sleeping friends over there, I suggest we tie them up and leave them by the road, someone will come along eventually."
The Weevil occasionally tests the webbing while the party discusses. He turns to Lyngheid: "Your friends are leaving you caught up in this nasty web. Come with me, darling. I can assure you that I won't leave you captured in a giant spider web while I dick around with whatever it is I'm doing."
"In fact, you won't remember it as you were unconscious, but right after you got knocked out, I jumped over you and fended off the worst of your attackers. That's when I was actually landing some hits. Not like when you saw me at the tail end of the fight..." he trails off with a slight look of embarrassment.
Harshnag nods at the suggestion to tie up the sleeping goblins and hobgoblins. But shakes his head at Baeshra's question. "No, we can't be slowed down by prisoners. I've got an idea about this recent surge in Giant activity. I'm going to need your help, if you're willing. And where we're going, we don't need prisoners."
Droop wanders around for a couple of minutes, retrieving his arrows. Then he goes over to Pale, and licks his lips. He reaches for his dagger, only to find it's not there, and starts making his way back to The Weevil and Lyngheid. He responds to Ireniana's question: "Kill them we should! Evil goblins and nasty hobgoblins. They tried to kill us."
Baeshra moves over to the Weevil, "It seems we have no room for prisoners? We could just kill you like these other murderers here, or we could say we have done so but you would have to tell no one who you were. Which would you prefer?" He sounds genuinely curious as opposed to threatening.
Lyngheid smiled at Whistler and continued ignoring The Weevil.
" A little. But lets see what can be done about that."
While the others spoke and tied she prayed.
Prayer of healing: 21 hp to Whistler, Umbriel, Droop, Ireniana, Nyx, Owlbear.
Droop perks up a little with the healing and looks in much better shape. "Thank you, Lynn, much better!"
The Weevil gasps "My gods Lass, I'd clutch my heart if I could move me arms. It's like yer driving a stake right through it! How can ye ignore me, is it because I'm bald? You like a little more hair on your dwarves do yah?"
Baeshra moves over to the Weevil, "It seems we have no room for prisoners? We could just kill you like these other murderers here, or we could say we have done so but you would have to tell no one who you were. Which would you prefer?" He sounds genuinely curious as opposed to threatening.
The Weevil moves his head back into the webbing, trying to stay away from Baeshra. "I'd prefer you all tah let me go, like the gray one over there said he would, that's what I'd prefer. I'm not going to tell anyone anything, per my usual, don't worry."
He gets an idea. "Maybe one of you magic folks could cast a disguise on me." Then he grins and looks at Lyngheid "Put a little hair on my head. What color would you like, lass? Brown? Red, perhaps? I used ta be a redhead, that I did."
Whistler gives the cheeky trademarked Kenku grin as he spins around to face The Weevil and cracks his knuckles.
"Dwarf see Giant?" Whistler mimics as he nods to the dead Frost Giant, "Whistler speciality. Leave Whistler friend alone."
Owlbear trundles over giving a not-so-careful head bunt against Lyngheid before giving The Weevil a sniff. "Owlbear hungry too," the overly protective Kenku mimics.
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Whistler - Lost Mines of Phandelver [Lvl 8 Barbarian] | Cinta Yuliani Lestari- My Island Home [Lvl 3 Fighter] | Shalana - Allansia Wildlands [Lvl 4 Monk] | Roger Durant- Storm King's Thunder [Lvl 8 Monster Hunter] |Rotthran - The Waterdeep Heist [Lvl 5 Thief]
Umbriel nods. "I think the bigger picture is what we need to focus on here. There is a scheme that could threaten everything we hold dear here, and one dwarf (no offense, Weevil) is not going to matter if Duke Zalto and whatever he's planning comes to fruition. Any benefit we would get from turning him in is easily equivalent to having developed a partnership with Harshnag here. I personally vote for the Weevil 'escaping' sometime during the night, and the rest of us focusing on preventing Duke Zalto from accomplishing his scheme, whatever it is."
Umbriel tries to ignore Droop's intentions toward Pale.
Lyngheid looked over at the Weevil, " Nah, the amount of hairs about right....though it'd be differently distributed. But basically your a bastard, and if I was looking...which I ain't it'd be someone with less dead people in their past, a better odour and a few lessfurnishings in the basement and a couple more on the second floor."
Whistler gives the cheeky trademarked Kenku grin as he spins around to face The Weevil and cracks his knuckles.
"Dwarf see Giant?" Whistler mimics as he nods to the dead Frost Giant, "Whistler speciality. Leave Whistler friend alone."
Owlbear trundles over giving a not-so-careful head bunt against Lyngheid before giving The Weevil a sniff. "Owlbear hungry too," the overly protective Kenku mimics.
Lyngheid looked over at the Weevil, " Nah, the amount of hairs about right....though it'd be differently distributed. But basically your a bastard, and if I was looking...which I ain't it'd be someone with less dead people in their past, a better odour and a few lessfurnishings in the basement and a couple more on the second floor."
"Ah, we could have been something, Lass! 'Twould have been glorious!"
He looks at the rest of the group "Oy! What's the deal, here?"
Droop starts to pull at the web around Lyngheid: 13, but ends up getting caught in the webbing! He cries "Stuck! Help!"
"I say, it is a hard one. Five thousand gold, I would say that would do me until the end of my days but... I would be lying. Girls got to wander and wandering through a giants lair sounds like a good story and one that will get a chunk more coin."
She looks up at the frost giant. "What way do you intend for us to travel anyway? We had been heading towards Citadel Mirabar"
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Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
"I say, it is a hard one. Five thousand gold, I would say that would do me until the end of my days but... I would be lying. Girls got to wander and wandering through a giants lair sounds like a good story and one that will get a chunk more coin."
She looks up at the frost giant. "What way do you intend for us to travel anyway? We had been heading towards Citadel Mirabar"
The Weevil smirks at your threats before looking to the rest of the group.
"What do you say? Let me go, supply me with a couple of handaxes, I'll lay low for a bit before skedaddling far away from here. If it be money you want, I'll point you toward a small cache that I hid about a day from here with 20 platinum and a potion or two."
Ireniana sighs as she takes the handaxes from her backpack. She's about to hand them to The Weevil but stops. "How can we be sure that this cache is real?"
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I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
"So we are giving up 5000 gold, when we are travelling in the right direction to collect the bounty because we let him protect himself instead of being instantly killed? Can you imagine if that group had decended on the town to collect his bounty, which will still be on his head if we let him go. How many soldiers and villagers would have been killed?
And we are letting him go so he can go back to do what? Back to villany? Back to murder? Yes he did help but so did everyone and its because of the group, not one man, that we are still alive right now."
Whistler stands back on the Ogre corpse and mimics a Dino-Baeshra roar.
"Lyngheid hurt?" asks The Little Kenku That Did, coming down from the adrenaline.
Whistler - Lost Mines of Phandelver [Lvl 8 Barbarian] | Cinta Yuliani Lestari - My Island Home [Lvl 3 Fighter] | Shalana - Allansia Wildlands [Lvl 4 Monk] | Roger Durant - Storm King's Thunder [Lvl 8 Monster Hunter] | Rotthran - The Waterdeep Heist [Lvl 5 Thief]
Baeshra actually leaves the webbing in place until they decide what to do with the dwarf. Turning at the giant's question about the sleeping foes, "Dead foes won't come back in the night, usually, but if you have somewhere to take them instead, I've no objections to bringing more prisoners along with us. Give our murderer some company." He moves over to the sleeping foes to relieve them of their weapons and gestures for someone to come help him tie them up.
Umbriel says to the Weevil, "Indeed, you lived up to your end of our bargain of survival. Let us talk amongst ourselves for a moment, while we decide what to do."
Aside, to the group, Umbriel says "I don't know that we would have survived if he hadn't fought alongside us. I'm not saying we just let him go, but how much do we know about his crimes? I don't think Harshnag over there would eat him, anyway. He can't go back to Xantharl's keep, they recognize him now. If he were to escape along the way to Mirabar, we wouldn't be liable, and he's bound to have more groups after him. Although, 5000 gold is a lot of money..."
To Harshnag, Umbriel says "Thank you, friend, your appearance was most opportune. As for our sleeping friends over there, I suggest we tie them up and leave them by the road, someone will come along eventually."
The Weevil occasionally tests the webbing while the party discusses. He turns to Lyngheid: "Your friends are leaving you caught up in this nasty web. Come with me, darling. I can assure you that I won't leave you captured in a giant spider web while I dick around with whatever it is I'm doing."
"In fact, you won't remember it as you were unconscious, but right after you got knocked out, I jumped over you and fended off the worst of your attackers. That's when I was actually landing some hits. Not like when you saw me at the tail end of the fight..." he trails off with a slight look of embarrassment.
Harshnag nods at the suggestion to tie up the sleeping goblins and hobgoblins. But shakes his head at Baeshra's question. "No, we can't be slowed down by prisoners. I've got an idea about this recent surge in Giant activity. I'm going to need your help, if you're willing. And where we're going, we don't need prisoners."
Droop wanders around for a couple of minutes, retrieving his arrows. Then he goes over to Pale, and licks his lips. He reaches for his dagger, only to find it's not there, and starts making his way back to The Weevil and Lyngheid. He responds to Ireniana's question: "Kill them we should! Evil goblins and nasty hobgoblins. They tried to kill us."
Lyngheid smiled at Whistler and continued ignoring The Weevil.
" A little. But lets see what can be done about that."
While the others spoke and tied she prayed.
Prayer of healing: 27 hp to Whistler, Umbriel, Droop, Ireniana, Nyx, Owlbear.
Ireniana nods at Harshnag. "I can't speak for my companions, but I'll help you. What's this idea of yours about the recent giant activity?"
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
Baeshra moves over to the Weevil, "It seems we have no room for prisoners? We could just kill you like these other murderers here, or we could say we have done so but you would have to tell no one who you were. Which would you prefer?" He sounds genuinely curious as opposed to threatening.
Harshnag starts to speak, then nods at the dwarves, "Let's get your dwarven friends free of those webs, then we can all sit and have a chat."
Droop perks up a little with the healing and looks in much better shape. "Thank you, Lynn, much better!"
The Weevil gasps "My gods Lass, I'd clutch my heart if I could move me arms. It's like yer driving a stake right through it! How can ye ignore me, is it because I'm bald? You like a little more hair on your dwarves do yah?"
The Weevil moves his head back into the webbing, trying to stay away from Baeshra. "I'd prefer you all tah let me go, like the gray one over there said he would, that's what I'd prefer. I'm not going to tell anyone anything, per my usual, don't worry."
He gets an idea. "Maybe one of you magic folks could cast a disguise on me." Then he grins and looks at Lyngheid "Put a little hair on my head. What color would you like, lass? Brown? Red, perhaps? I used ta be a redhead, that I did."
Whistler gives the cheeky trademarked Kenku grin as he spins around to face The Weevil and cracks his knuckles.
"Dwarf see Giant?" Whistler mimics as he nods to the dead Frost Giant, "Whistler speciality. Leave Whistler friend alone."
Owlbear trundles over giving a not-so-careful head bunt against Lyngheid before giving The Weevil a sniff. "Owlbear hungry too," the overly protective Kenku mimics.
Whistler - Lost Mines of Phandelver [Lvl 8 Barbarian] | Cinta Yuliani Lestari - My Island Home [Lvl 3 Fighter] | Shalana - Allansia Wildlands [Lvl 4 Monk] | Roger Durant - Storm King's Thunder [Lvl 8 Monster Hunter] | Rotthran - The Waterdeep Heist [Lvl 5 Thief]
Umbriel nods. "I think the bigger picture is what we need to focus on here. There is a scheme that could threaten everything we hold dear here, and one dwarf (no offense, Weevil) is not going to matter if Duke Zalto and whatever he's planning comes to fruition. Any benefit we would get from turning him in is easily equivalent to having developed a partnership with Harshnag here. I personally vote for the Weevil 'escaping' sometime during the night, and the rest of us focusing on preventing Duke Zalto from accomplishing his scheme, whatever it is."
Umbriel tries to ignore Droop's intentions toward Pale.
Lyngheid looked over at the Weevil, " Nah, the amount of hairs about right....though it'd be differently distributed. But basically your a bastard, and if I was looking...which I ain't it'd be someone with less dead people in their past, a better odour and a few lessfurnishings in the basement and a couple more on the second floor."
Make an Intimidation check!
"Ah, we could have been something, Lass! 'Twould have been glorious!"
He looks at the rest of the group "Oy! What's the deal, here?"
Droop starts to pull at the web around Lyngheid: 13, but ends up getting caught in the webbing! He cries "Stuck! Help!"
"I say, it is a hard one. Five thousand gold, I would say that would do me until the end of my days but... I would be lying. Girls got to wander and wandering through a giants lair sounds like a good story and one that will get a chunk more coin."
She looks up at the frost giant. "What way do you intend for us to travel anyway? We had been heading towards Citadel Mirabar"
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Intimidation Check: 6
Whistler - Lost Mines of Phandelver [Lvl 8 Barbarian] | Cinta Yuliani Lestari - My Island Home [Lvl 3 Fighter] | Shalana - Allansia Wildlands [Lvl 4 Monk] | Roger Durant - Storm King's Thunder [Lvl 8 Monster Hunter] | Rotthran - The Waterdeep Heist [Lvl 5 Thief]
"North, young lady. Mirabar is on the way."
The Weevil smirks at your threats before looking to the rest of the group.
"What do you say? Let me go, supply me with a couple of handaxes, I'll lay low for a bit before skedaddling far away from here. If it be money you want, I'll point you toward a small cache that I hid about a day from here with 20 platinum and a potion or two."
Baeshra shrugs, "I am ok with that trade. But have no handaxes."
"I am also fine with that, but the most I could give you is a dagger." Umbriel says.
Lyngheid is utterly furious but fumes silently.
Ireniana sighs as she takes the handaxes from her backpack. She's about to hand them to The Weevil but stops. "How can we be sure that this cache is real?"
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
"So we are giving up 5000 gold, when we are travelling in the right direction to collect the bounty because we let him protect himself instead of being instantly killed? Can you imagine if that group had decended on the town to collect his bounty, which will still be on his head if we let him go. How many soldiers and villagers would have been killed?
And we are letting him go so he can go back to do what? Back to villany? Back to murder? Yes he did help but so did everyone and its because of the group, not one man, that we are still alive right now."
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder