Leo notices that Larg winces when Jhee-Kharr mentions Weevils name and starts frantically clearing tables and taking them outside to the cleaning trough near the stables.
While we’re here friends let’s pause for a drink shall we . It’s been a tiring journey and I for one could do with giving my feet a rest for a change “ . Ackley smiles at the barkeep and passes over enough coin for a round of drinks , with extra for the house to fund a round for t the hemselves in an attempt to prove we mean no harm . Perception 20
Larg goes back to work while the beers are passed around. The local band starts up and the night progresses. Ackley senses that Larg is hiding something and recalls that he looks remarkably similar to the description you were shown of The Weevil, but you can’t confirm anything at this time. Arzastra says she found him outside penniless and starving. He claimed his adventuring party were ambushed by trolls and he was lucky to escape but lost everything while doing so.
Ackley nods in Largs direction and nudges zephyr with his elbow before getting up with his drink and wandering over . Spilling the contents of the drink to his feet and casting shape water to freeze the drink beneath the dwarf.
The beer freezes up the dwarfs legs allowing Zephyr to scoop the little bugger up. Leowin slips the rope out of Zephyrs pack and they tie him up. Several of the other patrons start to intervene but are shushed by Arzastra who asks. “Before I let the lads here get ahead of themselves why the blazes are you tying up me newest employee?”
“ your generosity to this dwarf , as kind hearted as it was I believe has been misplaced . He matches the description of the weevil and he is wanted. We’ve restrained him not just for our own agenda but the protection of yourself and your patrons. Forgive us for causing a ruckus.”
Zephyr carries Worvil (the weevil) down into the cellar where Arzastra locks the door. “Ye can collect him in the morning and take him to wherever the bounty is.”
An hour or so passes when you hear the alarm being raised by the keep guards.
“An army approaches from the west! All who can wield arms are to meet at the ramparts!” The guard shouts the last before grabbing his crossbow and running for the walls
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Good day barkeep. Have you ever heard of a dwarf that goes by the name Weevil?
“Weevil? Never ‘eard of her. Wot they done?” Arzastra stops pouring a pint and squints at you “Why you after them too? There money involved?”
20
Leo looks around insight 26
Leo notices that Larg winces when Jhee-Kharr mentions Weevils name and starts frantically clearing tables and taking them outside to the cleaning trough near the stables.
Leo keeps any eye out in case he’s leading them into an ambush perception 15
Leo spots no ambush
I can’t help but feel you know more than you’re letting on
Insight 10
Larg is nervous and evasive but you can’t tell whether it’s deliberate or whether he isn’t comfortable around dangerous individuals
While we’re here friends let’s pause for a drink shall we . It’s been a tiring journey and I for one could do with giving my feet a rest for a change “ . Ackley smiles at the barkeep and passes over enough coin for a round of drinks , with extra for the house to fund a round for t the hemselves in an attempt to prove we mean no harm .
Perception 20
insight 27
persuasion 20
Larg goes back to work while the beers are passed around. The local band starts up and the night progresses. Ackley senses that Larg is hiding something and recalls that he looks remarkably similar to the description you were shown of The Weevil, but you can’t confirm anything at this time. Arzastra says she found him outside penniless and starving. He claimed his adventuring party were ambushed by trolls and he was lucky to escape but lost everything while doing so.
Ackley nods in Largs direction and nudges zephyr with his elbow before getting up with his drink and wandering over . Spilling the contents of the drink to his feet and casting shape water to freeze the drink beneath the dwarf.
Zephyr lunges to grapple the little dwarf.
Attack: 22 Damage: 0
10
The beer freezes up the dwarfs legs allowing Zephyr to scoop the little bugger up. Leowin slips the rope out of Zephyrs pack and they tie him up. Several of the other patrons start to intervene but are shushed by Arzastra who asks. “Before I let the lads here get ahead of themselves why the blazes are you tying up me newest employee?”
“ your generosity to this dwarf , as kind hearted as it was I believe has been misplaced . He matches the description of the weevil and he is wanted. We’ve restrained him not just for our own agenda but the protection of yourself and your patrons. Forgive us for causing a ruckus.”
2
“Hmmmmm fair enough. But no more shenanigans or you’re out.”
Zephyr carries Worvil (the weevil) down into the cellar where Arzastra locks the door. “Ye can collect him in the morning and take him to wherever the bounty is.”
An hour or so passes when you hear the alarm being raised by the keep guards.
Leo runs outside and tried to grab a guard running past.
Whats the alarm for my good friend?
“An army approaches from the west! All who can wield arms are to meet at the ramparts!” The guard shouts the last before grabbing his crossbow and running for the walls