“And if you don’t,” Celica will add, “I’m sure we’ll hear about it. And we won’t be happy. But make no mistake, we’ll find you again!” She smiles at Nordo pleasantly, giving him a little ‘boop’ on the nose. 

"That sounds... good," the man says to Alton. He takes a few deep breaths, managing to calm himself mostly, though he still flinches when Celica boops his nose. "I... look, Wainwright's the boss, okay. I don't know any more about him than that. Yeah, he's got a scar, and he hides it with some kind of magic, I dunno. He doesn't talk about it and doesn't like anyone else talking about it."

Alton gives Balassar a nod, “Interesting… One last thing, anything about the camp we should know about. In case we can’t get Wainwright to come to us.”

"It's... bigger than it looks. Most of it is underground. I haven't been down below the basement, but that's where the important stuff is, and the important people. It's not hidden - there's a staircase, it's just that only the important ones go down there. That's the last thing? I can go now?"

Celica crosses her arms. "Not so fast. I think you're forgetting something, Nordy. You and your pals were luring me away to do something terrible. It's only fair that I get an apology for the terror and harm I've suffered at the hands of you and your Shadowless jerks!" She huffs, glowering at the man. "So say you're sorry. And then I just might advocate for your release."

Celica, this man looks at you for a few seconds; his expression hard to read. "I am sorry," he says, a little quiver of fear detectable in his tone.

Celica smiles. "Well, I guess that'll do. I don't think we need him anymore. Killing him... I dunno, might be too much. But I'll hear you guys out if you feel different," She says, shrugging and taking a step back from Nordo. She didn't really accept the apology, but that was besides the point.

Alton nods, "He's been mostly cooperative and helpful. I think he should get a second chance." 

Balassar just applies a little more pressure "Sounds like you're being given a second chance friend. I wouldn't waste it, start a new life, maybe even get a family and lay roots down somewhere. If you turn back to this style of life we will find you."

As he finishes he just lifts the pressure on the man and stands up "Are we understood?"

"Yes!" Nordo says. "Yes, I understand. Yes, I swear it."

Do you let him go?

Balassar just scans the man as he answers and lets him go.

OOC:

Insight check: 17

Roll of unspecified nature: 7

Balassar, you get the sense that this is a habitually dishonest person. It's hard to say whether this specifically is a lie, though.

Alton smirks as he stands and crosses his arms, "Unless anyone objects, I think you're free to go Nordo. I do hope our paths don't cross again, for your sake." 

Balassar just reaches out and plucks a hair from the man "Free as can be." he just gives a smirk holding up the hair "In case we need to find you again."

Give me a final Deception check for Balassar, just to see how this lands. You do get a hair, with ease.

Regardless of the result, Nordo doesn't speak again, but flees into the night, away from the town but also not in the direction where you believe the brigands' lair to be. So you are left, the three of you together, standing in a small wooded area not far from the little town of Feltry, some time after dark.

Sally and your horses and cart are all still in the town, and you paid for rooms in the inn for the night. You may or may not have been seen fighting and then carrying a large crate through the streets.

What would you like to do next?

Balassar just watches as the man runs away "What do you all want to do now?"

OOC:
Deception check: 7

8

Nordo is gone.

"We have a crate to return to where we borrowed it." Alton yawns, "And we have rooms at the inn, so I say we get some sleep."

So, what will you do?