Owlbear and Whistler peer through the window.

"WHIS...OWL...UCKE...IANTS...UP!" They both cackle, Whistler's Kenku insanity slowly infecting Owlbear too.

"Interesting.  More giants you say?  And trolls?"

Dral pauses, in thought.  Then continues:

"More going on here?  What do you mean by that?"

Make a Persuasion  or Deception check with your response(s) as appropriate.

"It is clearly co-originated. We have not only run into two groups of fire giants, one that was enslaving trolls no less, but also hill giants and we even set eyes on what I believe was a cloud giant castle. This is not just one race of giants deciding to wander down from the North, it seems to be all of them, all at once. We are going to get to the bottom of this one way or another..." Nyx leans in, resting her elbow on the table infront of Dral,  "or this entire region could soon be overcome. Just like the old tales tell of a giant kingdom that stretched over most of the known North. And to do that we need your help. We need your help in whatever way you can assist."

OCC: I know my valient companions would be backing me up for an advantage on the roll, right :)

Persuasion (or Deception, they are the same)  10

I seriously need that skill that any roll below 10 become a 10.

Lyngheid puts an armoured hand on Nyxs shoulder.

" Stone Giants too!"

OOC: Help.

Ireniana just stands toward the back of the room, waiting patiently. 

Baeshra nods, "I admit, I don't know about this former kingdom, but I did think it very odd to see giants of fire wandering around in a swamp. That group also had a device for locating some device or another they were looking for. Some kind of anti-dragon device?" 

(Help enough to get Nyx that advantage?)

Umbriel will hesitate for a moment, and then he'll try to get a read on how trustworthy the half-orc is. 

Insight check: 2

Deciding that this is clearly an ally that deserves to know everything, Umbriel brings out his smaller, attuned version of the wand the giants were using.

"This is a wand of locating things - normally effective to almost a quarter mile, but this one has been modified. This rune here, the one that looks like a stork, gives it a range of almost ten miles when looking for large amounts of adamantine metal. The giants have multiple wands like this, and they're scouring the north looking for the pieces of their ancient weapon."

Dral takes all of this information in silently. 

Nyx's roll with advantage: 26.

Then he nods.  "Yes, it certainly seems as if something is a foot."  He pockets the letter from Darathra, and then pulls a clear flask and a stack of wooden cups out from below the desk.  "This is Silverymoon's finest!" and he fills up a cup for each of the party members, offering the first to Nyx, although it looks like he wouldn't be offended if someone else took a cup as well.

Nyx takes the cup with a wink, after shooting the rest of the party a cutting look, and takes a swig.

Do they never play cards, don't reveal your whole hand at the start. I had this orc in the bag...

"Ohh my friend, that is the best I have tasted in a while."

OCC: Kestrell is Nyx's official dice roller :)

Lyngheid is never one to pass up a free drink and grabs a cup.

Ireniana takes a cup as well. As she sips, she nods. "It's indeed Silverymoon's finest. It takes me back." 

Umbriel sees his friends going for the cups, and takes two. He heads back to the door, and hands one to Whistler. 

Whistler graciously accepts the cup but as soon as Umbriel turns his back, Whistler taps him.

"Empty," he mimics with sad eyes.

As soon as Nyx takes a sip, she disappears with a whoosh!

Spoiler for Nyx:

 Spoiler for Everyone Except Nyx

You can retcon your previous actions if you like, based on this new information.  Do the rest of you take a sip?

Whistler looks at the empty cup.

"Whistler needs to stop drinking," he sadly mimics.

As Dral explains this, Umbriel will cast Detect Magic and try to glean what kind of magic is at work here. 

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As Dral explains this, Umbriel will cast Detect Magic and try to glean what kind of magic is at work here. 

 The only magic you pick up is from the liquid in the flask and the cups.  It appears to be Conjuration based.

Umbriel shrugs, hands the cup to Whistler, and says "Well, I trust him implicitly" as he takes a drink.

Nyx stands in the room fall of Tresym, gazing around. She gives a cough to announce herself as she looks for an exit and most importantly a good place to hide.

Lyngheid still would have drunk.