Richard looks among his companions,

"Right, so shell we head to the roofs? Also, I'm not sure if we travel as is, or as Flaming Fist."

"On the one hand, going as Fist might provoke hostilities with some we run into along the highway, but it might also deter some from trying anything."

"Going as just a collection of free citizens, might not increase the hostilities, but if they want to stop us using their paths, they have less to discourage them from doing so."

“I suspect that incognito may be the better choice.” Borys looks around for opinions of dissent

"Does it have to be roofs?", Durthek grumbles.

”I agree, we don’t want to identify ourselves as fists, let’s go as we are now.  I am ready, lead on.”  Kulogall prepares himself to leave.

“We take to the roofs, then. We will go as we are, but be prepared to announce ourselves, should we be confronted. Richard, you are familiar with this.. highway? You take point with me, then. Lead the way. The rest of you, form up behind us. Let us proceed at once.” Astra squares her shoulders, and hefts her shield, prepared to move.

Thamior sticks to the back of the group, but won't be the exact last one incase they are attacked from behind.

Durthek grumbles a bit about dwarves being expected to skip across rooftops like flipping elves, but he secures his shield and hammer, and follows the others.

As Richard leads the mercenary unit up to the assassin’s highway, Astra draws her handaxe from its sheath at her side. Recalling a mission for the order which had taken her into some steep, rocky terrain, she remembers her guide advising her to keep it handy.

“If you have knife or axe, keep it at hand. Anything that might bite in, to arrest a fall, lest a pitched roof pitch you off.”

Richard nods to Astra and leads the group out of the tavern and towards the nearest access point to the highway.

"Let the adventure begin."

Richard grins at his companions.

Borys stays in the middle, hoping it’s the safest place to be. He pulls out a thick blades dagger at the behest of Astra.

Kulogall stays in the middle of the marching order as well.  He is ready to use his spell power if needed but seeks the protection of the group and feels more comfortable in the middle.  He starts to whistle as they are walking along, headed to the beginning of the roofline highway, humming a tune.  He leans over to Redric and says "Why do you have a tattoo of a spider web on your elbow?  Do you hate giant spiders?  Me too!"  And he keeps walking along..

Redric grunts, looking at his elbow and studying it for a moment. "Yer vision alright, Kulo? Air a bit thin up there? I..."

As Kulogall continues on, he shrugs and looks at his elbow again. The veined tattoos do form an odd pattern on that particular portion of skin, though Redric wouldn't have called it a spider's web. On to the roofs!

The group forms up and moves to the roofs. It's easy for one such as Richard to find the planks and navigate the "highway". 

Perception check DC 16 Read if succeeded. 

Perception: 11

Durthek grumbles about being made to scamper across rooftops, keeping his focus on where he's putting his feet.

Kulogall scans the rooftops as we move along.  He will follow Richard and Astra's lead.  

Perception :  14

Borys perc 14 

Astra Perception: 19

“Hold, Richard.”

Having caught sight of their shadows, Astra steps out of her place in the marching order, to address those who would follow them.

”I am Blaze Astra Andasca. The Flaming Fists have no quarrel with the guild this eve. What is the going toll for use of this fine elevated highway? I can post a modest fee for its use, up front.”

Kulogall looks up to where she is talking, says “I like a toll of ‘free’.  We do not wish any harm, but we need to be able to pass.  It is a beautiful evening!  Let’s keep it that way.”

 At the sign of any attacker or anyone approaching rapidly in a hostile manner he prepares an action to use gust to blow them off the walkway on the rooftops.

Richard calls out to the tail.

"Hey, come on guy, we don't want any trouble, we're just passing through, we'll be out of your way in no time."

"But, if you were thinking of perhaps trying to stop us, well be warned, I'm bless with luck by the great lady herself."

Richard smile with a confidence that whatever happens, he will come out of it ahead.