"Hmm. Yes well, good luck with that."

Raadox looks at Elro and indicates that he should lead on.  

Elro leads you through the town. At the town hall, he goes in for a minute, returning with a bag of gold which he drops in Raadox's hands, "I trust you'll share?"

Then he leads on. The snow-covered cabin looks peaceful and quiet from the outside. Its windows are shuttered, and a steady stream of smoke piping out of the chimney indicates a roaring fire within.

"I'll leave you to it. I'm not exactly welcome here."

"Thanks, Elro.  Is this the cabin of the trapper, Tulgi?  And where is the dead dwarf's cabin?"  Raadox ties the bag of gold onto his belt in plain sight of his new companions so they can see he's not pocketing any.  "We'll distribute this out presently, okay?" he asks the group.

OOC:  How many PCs do we have?  2 have said they didn't want a share?

"Come find me at the town hall when you're done here. I'll take you to his cabin then," he turns to leave, but before he is quite gone, "She may not want to answer your questions! Just a heads up, and good luck!"

Raadox looks around at his new companions.  "Anyone here got a silver tongue?  I'm as personable as the next fellow but maybe one of you exotic types would be better off doing the speaking?"

Ummm, Tulgi? Hello there. I'm Sartorin.  These are my friends Brevan, Raadox, and Webb. We were just wondering how you are doing? Can we help you with anything?

Persuasion 5

<ooc: monk= very low maintenance. Essentially Sartorin is working for food>

Tulgi slams the door in your face.

Raadox sighs.  He approaches the door and peers in through any cracks or letterboxes he can find.  All he's after is a glimpse of Tulgi (and for Tulgi to be within 30 ft. of him).  If he can't see Tulgi that way he will move to any windows he can spot and look through.

Assuming he can get even a tiny glimpse of the trapper, he will call out in a friendly voice, "Sorry to disturb you, we're just after one moment of your time, please?"   Whilst doing so he will be making some subtle wiggling of his fingers and muttering a word of power under his breath.

Action:  casting Charm Person.  DC 13 Wisdom saving throw or be charmed for the next hour.

Save: 9

[OK, now someone can make a check to get her to open the door. You have advantage on it.] 

Persuasion (+1):  20

OOC: the above roll is for Raadox, who is +1 for his base Charisma.

Tulgi shakes herself, and opens the door in a daze, "What was it you wanted?"

"Ah, hello.  We mostly wanted to come and make sure you're alright?"  Can you describe her?  Is she human, elf or dwarf?

Raadox will politely move into the house, kicking the snow off his boots outside before he does.  He will move up to the bed.  "Apologies for dragging you out of bed, Tulgi.  Our thanks for speaking to us.   Can I ask you if you have been anywhere unusual, or seen anything unusual in the last few days?  We promise we'll not disturb you for long."  

Raadox will look her over as he speaks to her.  He's no doctor but will provide assistance to anyone else in the group who wishes to examine her.  She looks on death's door.  I hope it's not contagious...

"Do I look OK? Honestly, I'll be fine! It's just a bit of a fever."

"did you have any contact with the dwarf who died, before he passed? if so, how recently?" 

persuasion check is needed: 20

 Webb puts on his best door to door salesman voice. "We understand that you may be alarmed by a group of strangers appearing on your doorstep but I assure you we mean no harm. Our business is of a delicate nature and would be best discussed in private. May we come in?"

Persuasion check to let us in: 21

"Very well. Come in."