Troll dex save (not that it matters) 5 another dex save 12

Misha races towards the creature and sinks her sword into the troll. The monster roars before seeing the flames form in Jen's hands. the troll quickly covers its face as the flames wrap around the creature causing its skin to bubble and peel. The creature staggers backwards as flames and smoke roll off of the creature. As the troll stumbles backwards Flowers swings hard and just misses the troll as the smoke burns his eyes. Another divine strike slams into the floor next to the creature as well as smoke fills the room. A instant later Marla focuses hard on the pulsating orb of flames in her hand before sending it streaking through the smoky room. The ball of flame slams into the open mouth of the screaming troll sending flames bursting from its mouth, nostrils and eyes. 

The troll then staggers backwards even farther before falling to the ground  on its back a few feet from the well as the smell of burning flesh begins to sting your nostrils. Just then, The small kobold leaps from the rope above the well and lands hard on the smoldering troll.. sinking his weapons deep into its chest. This time the kobold has no problem staying on the motionless lump of charred troll flesh. 

As the smoke settles and reveals the extent of the damage to the now nearly empty common room.. Yarga dusts herself off and leaves in search of some fresh air while Durnan motions for Flowers to help him heave the corpses back into the well. When the last of the Stirge are smashed, you all hear some clapping coming from the balcony above. "Most impressive! Marvelous! Stupendous!" The old well dressed man would shout before making his way downstairs to the common area and motioning to each of you to sit down at one of the clean and intact tables. "“You be adventurers, am I right? I could use your help. Let’s find a table to talk, shall we?” He would ask as he pulls out a chair. 

Alexa raises a single finger,  indicating for the well-dressed man to wait a moment as she calls out, "Is anyone hurt?"

"Yes."

"Hef a nice day!" Misha calls down the well as Flowers and Durnan chuck the troll down it. She laughs, and shakes her head, like it's some inside joke. She cleans her sword, and after a moment her armor, shield, and sword retract once more, revealing her standard clothing. She takes a moment to dust herself off, put back on her greatcoat, and go up to Jill. I mean, Jen.

"Seems like you were that striges' favorite, ah?" she joked with her, making sure she was ok. She looked up towards the balcony. That man wanted to talk to those that had fought against the troll.

Alexa turns to Jen and lays a hand on the woman's shoulder, golden light surrounding her hands. The blue chambers in her necklace glow a little brighter as well as Alexa focuses on the wound.

Jen heals 13 damage.

"It appears that I was, although I would rather not be. Now I believe that this gentleman is inviting us to sit with him, shall we oblige?"

"Sure! I hef some time left on my lunch break. Probably just wants to thank us, ya?"

After healing Jen, Alexa immediately moves off, checking to see if anyone else needs care before finally taking a seat at the table. "What do you need help with?"

Flowers makes sure there are enough seats for all the ladies and then if there is room, he will sit down as well. 

"Well met stranger.....who might you be and what is it you need help with?"

Marla brushes off her dress, and picks up her cloak from where it had fallen onto the floor. One last look round, before she wanders over with Shade on her shoulder, taking one of the chairs. Shade glares at the man, before shuffling round to keep watch behind Marla.

Jorah, having sunk his blades into the troll, despite it's already dead state, pays no mind to the fact that someone else killed the monster and puffs out his chest, giving a small roar that sounds more like a shriek, "Yezzz it dead! Iz killed it!" After giving himself a small cheer, he struggles to take a tooth from the troll as a trophy to show his tribe later, before his attention is caught by the rest of the group speaking with a strangely dressed beard man.

Scampering up behind Alexa, he peers from around her body up at the man and cocks his head, staring at him intently. Jorah doesn't take a seat, rather, gripping the side of Alexa's chair and watching the others around her to make sure no one tries anything funny.

Shade turns her head, making sure Jorah sees her looking at him. ‘Caawwww!’ she calls, before turning back to keep her eye on the main door.

Misha hovers for a moment then sits down, looking over everyone, wanting to introduce herself, but waiting for the right time. She does, however, do so to the man who called out to them.

"Hello!" she says, smiling. "I am Misha!"

As the group approaches the table the man continues to persuade you all to sit. "Yes! oh that was amazing, surely you all know eachother already ti have developed that kind of teamwork!" the man would say before sitting down at the table. Once seated he adjusts his floppy hat, and tightens his scarf. “Volothamp Geddarm, chronicler, wizard, and celebrity, at your service. I trust you’ve noted the violence in our fair city these past tendays. I haven’t seen so much blood since my last visit to Baldur’s Gate! But now I fear I have misplaced a friend amid this odious malevolence.

ooc: any tusks, teeth, or claws can be removed from the troll if you wish before it is tossed into the pit. Durnan would thank Flowers for helping with the removal of the corpse before giving Jorah a small nod of approval to signify that his deeds during the fight has made up for his attempted murder

“My friend’s name is Floon Blagmaar. He’s got more beauty than brains, and I worry he took a bad way home a couple nights ago and was kidnapped — or worse. If you agree to track him down with all due haste, I can offer you ten dragons apiece now, and I can give you each ten times that when you find Floon. May I prevail upon you in my hour of need?” The old man would plead as he places six piles of gold coins on the table in front of him.

Misha waited for Volo to finish, then turned to everyone. "Actually, weeth zee exception of Marla and Jen, I do not know any of you."

Alexa inclines her head to Misha. "My name is Alexa, it's nice to meet you, Misha," she says with a smile. "I'm from the Hospice of St. Laupsenn, I believe the church of Ilmater has actually used some of your work before for our initiates."

"Yes! it sounds like introductions are in order all around! It would be best if you all knew eachothernif you were to take on this more important task!" Volo would say as he sits back and allows the adventures at the table to talk among themselves and think about his offer.

"Very well then. My name is Jen Moon. I have already introduced myself to Misha and Alexa and I am new to this city. It seems that there's never a dull moment in Waterdeep if trolls are appearing in the taverns."

Misha turns to Alexa. "Fantasteek!" she laughs. "Thank you for your beesness! I hope you are sateesfied weeth our products." she mentioned genuinely. "Always a pleasure to help such a worthy cause."

Jorah looks between Misha and Alexa, noting her tone towards the dangerous smelling and funny speaking lady. She had hair like dragon, so she couldn't be too bad...Jorah thought to like her...for now. Moving around the chair to stand proudly before Misha, his head just barely peeking over the table as he puffed up his chest, he nodded to Misha and the others, "Iz am Jorah The Dragon! Oldest of the new kin from my tribe, killer of giant lizards and hellhounds!" As he boasted, Alexa would know, that the giant lizards and hell hounds, Jorah spoke of, were actually just some snakes and one very dirty dog. Still, Jorah and his tribe were in deep awe by the deed, and clearly proud at how powerful, he was.

To the rest of the party, Jorah still seemed suspicious off, but held no hostility towards them...well, maybe the large cat man...that tail of his was strange, moving back and forth like that...Jorah made a mental note to grab it later.