Killilli’s Dragon Heist

Kerri holds a finger up to her mouth to silence them and goes to knock on the door.

A frail, nervous voice responds. “Yeeeesss?” She creeks. “Losser, is that you?”

"Mame?" Kerri asks, confused and concerned. "We helped you with the scarecrow issue... are you alright?"

((Different voice from before?))

Aimee starts making a slow circuit of the house looking for other ways in and out.

(Same voice.) Aimee, make an investigation check.

”Oh, it’s you kids again.” Mae’s voice seems tinged with apathy and a little dissapointment. 

“I’m glad you had fun, that’s what the maze is for. Now, run along I’m sure your parents will be worried.”

Investigation: 9

Aimee calls as she walks,

"It was fun! But nope! Mom gave me away and they kicked me out because of an arson misunderstanding! I'm also super old!"

"I don't remember mine, really. Think my mum might have smelled of lavender, but I've been on my own until recently."

"Oh! My mom smelled like baked bread and horse poop! Not always both but sometimes and sometimes only one! And Lyss you have always had me! Kinda, mostly when I could get away!"

Mae’s voice raises a few octaves. “My my, that’s terrible. No child should be left to fend for themselves. Loneliness, it does strange things to you. Aww shucks, you should come inside, it’s late.” The locks clank before the door edges open, a frail halfling woman hunched over greets you, ushering you in.

Aimee gives the old lady an insight check sad for Aimee and Lyss is she really?

Insight: 7

 Aimee heads over to go in!

Kerri grabs Amiee by the back of the jacket/shirt/whatever. "A lovely thought," Kerri says, "but we already have arrangements thank you."

Insight: 18

Aimee can’t really get a grasp on old people, let alone old halflings. They always seem to want peace and quiet, you have no idea why she would just open her door to strangers.

Kerri on the other hand, see’s this frail old woman for who she is. She seems particularly gaunt for a halfling, as if she hasn’t been eating or looking after herself well. In her eyes, you recognise the look of many widows who have come to the temple looking for Mystra’s intervention, a look of hopelessness. She looks at Aimee and Lyss, a tear in her eye as she wrings her hands. She seems sympathetic, and a little guilty.

”Very well youngsters. I’m glad to see youths enjoying my maze again. My Marty would have loved that.” 

Aimee looks at Kerri,

"What plans? With what's his name that had the peppers? Oh, you think they have more cookies?"

Mae slowly closes the door, “Very well little ones, stay safe and stick together. Enjoy the times you have together, before you know it life just passes you by.”

You are left standing on the doorstep, where to now?  Ack to Waterdeep or anything you want to do still out in the sticks?

Kerri stands by the door, cursing herself for not speaking up sooner. She passes two fingers on the sides of the door, whispering a prayer to Mystra to help the women. "Let's go back to the inn," she says to the girls. "We'll bring her some food tomorrow. Sound good?"

"Yep!"

As they walk away she says to the other two,

"She totally did it, didn't she? Probably gonna do it again?"

You make your way back to the Inn, discussing your theories. You secure a comfortable room for 5 Shards (sp) each and awake well rested. You think you can make it back home for lunchtime.

"No," Kerri says softly. "No she didnt."

Aimee narrows her eyes at Kerri then smiles.

"Okay! I was wondering if we'd actually completed the quest! Probably should talk to the pepper guy tomorrow so we can tell the book guy at home something!"

"Yeah, probably should. Maybe stop by with some food for her? Aimee, you could do your thing and help clean it up? She's not gonna live off that maze if it gets overrun by scarecrows."