(Well you aren’t technically part of it, you’re just participating in something they are hosting.

The guard seems satisfied, and walks off

Shadow suggests the group find a tavern and start probing for information.

There is a tavern nearby that the Wizard twins are waiting near, and you assume the other 2 of their team are inside. It is called the “Mead Bucket” and looks fairly reputable and full.

Shadow goes in, orders some mead, and starts talking up the villagers. Trying to get a sense of rumors or what's on people's minds. Trying to sniff out any tasks the group can do. That sort of thing.

The Wild follows Shadow into the tavern, smiling to himself as the patrons see this large wolf walk thru the door. A few more steps in and he drops his wild shape and seems to flow back into his large goliath form. He goes straight to the bar and orders two of the largest drinks they have. 

Iorzire follows, and tries to find someone sitting alone.  He planned to drag information out of someone through intimidation, maybe.

(OOC: Sorry for not posting!  I have no excuse, I’m just kind of bad at this)

The citizens seem to be simple, mostly miners and a few farmers. No one interesting is in the tavern other than you and the other team. Suddenly, a magical darkness envelopes all of the building. When it fades, people are screaming. You look around, and find Brock, the half orc on the other team, with an arrow through his back. The other team, a human fighter and the mage twins, stare at you and draw their weapons. “Why would you... what?” The fighter yells.

"It seems the game is upon us" the Wild snears with a feral grin. He will look around trying to see where the arrow might have come from, anyone in here have a bow or crossbow visible?

Perception 18

Shadow and the human fighter do, but the arrow seems to have come from shadow’s direction (although you don’t think he shot it)

Did Brock die? Can Shadow use his reaction to capture his soul?

Roth

"This attack was not us....but from somewhere..."

Roth will run past shadow, casting light on his shield as he does and checking to see anyone or any spot where the arrow came from...

12  Perception

Brock is dead, capture away. There is no place that the arrow could have come from that you see. 
“Nice excuse” Emra says. “But we all know you shot him. Why? We where friends!”

It might not help the situation that Shadow’s hand reflexively stretched out and a trinket in the appearance of a small green sword appeared there, tiny enough to entirely fit in the palm of his hand. Shadow quickly stows it on his person.

Shadow draws his weapons. Honestly it was his Plan A to take these people out anyway. It had to happen sooner or later in a contest like he thinks they’re in.

“I don’t think doing... that will help our situation!”  Iorzire says as Shadow captures Brock’s soul.  He then backs against the nearest wall, just making sure nobody is behind him as he readies his greataxe.

Roll fo initiative. >:D

So far: 

Fentor

Andrew

Elric

Shadow

Human fighter

Emra

Initiative 19

Int. 22

Roth initiative   19

18

Fentor your up first