Mardon peers out, looking and listening for a moment for any others signs of resistance. “Claim it and take it home?” He says to the others without turning to look at them.
He is still wary for the tower guards, his posture tense. “Unless this ain’t over.”
Staying to the shadows as much as possible, Rubin joins the others in claiming the cart. If no one shows themselves he will keep watch as one of the others moves to drive the wagon away.
Mardon will volunteer to drive the cart, catching Rubin's intent. "No time to play knives, parchment stone for it. I'll drive. Keep sharp eyes." Mardon will proceed to do so, climbing in to drive the wagon away, prepared for unexpected surprises. He says nothing to jinx their success. He keeps his thoughts to himself.
Rubin will be in the darkest area he can find, but within line-of-sight and range of the door to the tower. If anyone comes out he will start shooting to keep them penned down.
Staying to the shadows as much as possible, Rubin joins the others in claiming the cart. If no one shows themselves he will keep watch as one of the others moves to drive the wagon away.
(What is the lighting like around here?)
There are several streetlamps lined across the street with flyers taped up to them.
" Isn't this a bit suspicious??? In my opinion, the guards would have added more protection to the crate if the weapons were as precious as that man said, they would have added more defenses, not the meager guards we all shot down in a few seconds. And you're the pea brain, Dumb head. " He says in his usual scratchy voice, and he spits Grafyr.
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"Well then why doesn't the smartest one of us go and see if there is a second wagon coming from a different direction?" Rubin asks the sassy bird. Meanwhile he glances to his companion on the wagon. "Want to check the box to see if we have been tricked?" Rubin stays back, keeping an eye out for any further guards or some sign that this is a trap.
Mardon peers out, looking and listening for a moment for any others signs of resistance. “Claim it and take it home?” He says to the others without turning to look at them.
He is still wary for the tower guards, his posture tense. “Unless this ain’t over.”
Grafyr sends Pelaios - his wicked looking crow (Imp) - to check out the area first while he walks down to get the cart.
Pelaios perception 7
Paladin - warforged - orange
There are no dangers as far as you can see. ( Orders were to retrieve the crate and bring it to the yawning portal.)
Staying to the shadows as much as possible, Rubin joins the others in claiming the cart. If no one shows themselves he will keep watch as one of the others moves to drive the wagon away.
(What is the lighting like around here?)
Mardon will volunteer to drive the cart, catching Rubin's intent. "No time to play knives, parchment stone for it. I'll drive. Keep sharp eyes." Mardon will proceed to do so, climbing in to drive the wagon away, prepared for unexpected surprises. He says nothing to jinx their success. He keeps his thoughts to himself.
Rubin will be in the darkest area he can find, but within line-of-sight and range of the door to the tower. If anyone comes out he will start shooting to keep them penned down.
Grafyr will send Pelaios out ahead, watching rooftops while Grafyr walks along the roadside, a bit of a gap to the cart
Paladin - warforged - orange
Pealios ( weird, there is a character named peliaos in my other game.) will squeak as he looks at the cart and the crate.
There are several streetlamps lined across the street with flyers taped up to them.
It’s a generic Tiefling name lol.
Paladin - warforged - orange
(Are we waiting on something here?)
Peliaos lands on the crate and jumps up and down in annoyance. ( Can imps speak, I'm not sure.)
imp
Languages Common, Infernal
So, yes it appears they can speak.
Peliaos starts shouting " God, you people are stupid, aren't you??"
Mardon tips back his hat, frowning. "Tell me me your bird isn't giving me sass."
“My bird is sassy. It should know to mind its manners by now though.” Grafyr glares at it. “Is there something wrong, pea-brain?”
Paladin - warforged - orange
"Why are we stupid?" Rubin asks with a frown.
" Isn't this a bit suspicious??? In my opinion, the guards would have added more protection to the crate if the weapons were as precious as that man said, they would have added more defenses, not the meager guards we all shot down in a few seconds. And you're the pea brain, Dumb head. " He says in his usual scratchy voice, and he spits Grafyr.
"Well then why doesn't the smartest one of us go and see if there is a second wagon coming from a different direction?" Rubin asks the sassy bird. Meanwhile he glances to his companion on the wagon. "Want to check the box to see if we have been tricked?" Rubin stays back, keeping an eye out for any further guards or some sign that this is a trap.
Rubin perception: 18
The streets are deserted.