The company settles in after dinner for some drinking and companionship or takes time to practice or explore the little town. Being a weeknight, the Tavern crowd begins to thin out by 8 or so. By now it is dark out and only Ernst Middlebrook and a couple of stout fellows in chainmail, his guards perhaps, are still at the Inn. One of them, seemingly deep in his cups announces loudly that he must visit the jakes. He stumbles to the back door of the Inn and outside.
OOC: All make a hearing check. Zorn make a spot check as well. Please read only the sblock appropriate for your roll and post character actions if any along with your roll.
[sblock=Hearing check of 10 or less]You find yourself distracted this evening.[/sblock]
[sblock=Hearing check of 11 to15]You find yourself listening to the conversations and stories (or sounds of the city if you are alone) and just relaxing.[/sblock]
[sblock=Hearing check of 16 to 20]The dogs down the street seem awfully agitated suddenly. [/sblock]
[sblock=Hearing check of 21 to 25]That was a strange noise, what was it? Something outside didn't sound quite right, hard to be sure what it was with the dogs down the street raising a ruckus. Ah at least they've stopped barking.[/sblock]
[sblock=Hearing check of 26 to 30]The barking of a dog down the street stops with odd suddenness. Is that drunken man at arms whistling? You hear a metallic sound outside as well. Clanking or clattering of some sort. It is hard to tell if the noise is out front or out back.[/sblock]
[sblock=Hearing check30+]A barking dog suddenly ceases to bark somewhere in the night. Was that a yelp of pain at the end? The man at arms seems to be whistling a poor attempt at a bird call. Then a more disturbing sound reaches your ears. Is that the sound of armed men approaching?[/sblock]
[sblock=Zorn rolls less than 15 on spot]It is a nice night. Saltmarsh is a pretty grubby little frontier town, but it seems to be on the verge of becoming something more.[/sblock]
[sblock=Zorn rolls 16 to 25 on spot]After a pleasant enough walk around Saltmarsh, Zorn is nearly the Inn just after dark. The streets are mostly deserted here abouts, but he does catch a glimpse of a few people moving on the next street over. Saltmarsh doesn't seem to have much of a night life on weeknights.[/sblock]
[sblock=Zorn rolls 26+ on spot]As he nears the Inn just after dark he notes a band of armed men in a tight group heading for the door. More figures seem to be approaching the back. They don't move like men just out for a drink.[/sblock]
