[LPF] The Old Alchemist

toasterferret · Mar 11, 2011

"VAGABONDS?!" Anna shouts, with the fury of a storm. She takes a moment to collect herself, and after the seconds long reprieve, much of the fire has left her eyes. She continues...

"I'll have you know that we are on official business. Now I would very much like to speak with whomever is in charge. My business is very important and I will make it well worth your while to not be a hindrance to me."

She puts her hands on her hips and stares up at the figure, awaiting it's reply.

OOC:

Taking 10 on my diplomacy check for a total of 20 (21 if trait bonus applies)

Songdragon · Mar 11, 2011

Therella looks up the crossbow resting comfortably in both hands ready to use. She looks about without turning her head for the closest cover...

HolyMan · Mar 12, 2011

"Although I wouldn't be adverse to you staying a few hours beautiful. My employer would frown on the interruption to his work."

He bends down to pick up something by his feet. And returning to a standing position he plops a small sack on top the battlement before him. "You say you are official business?" he inquires dipping a hand in the sack than pulling out a fist full of feed. "We have no time for your foolishness it is feeding time around here and we have work to do."

"So again BE GONE," he shouts casting the feed into the air so it falls down and around the group.

It just lays there as he dips his hand in the sack again.

[sblock=OOC] Wow took ten and missed by one (Unfriendly DC 20 + 2 for CHA) Will give everyone a chance to do something while he was talking. [/sblock]

Cyansylph · Mar 12, 2011

"Look, Krad, the nice man is trying to feed you."
quips Le Jubb as he brushes the feed off of his shoulders and begins picking some of it off of the array of vials and straps covring his chest. He takes off his backpack, and beginscleaning it up a bit as well.

Songdragon · Mar 12, 2011

As the feed falls the woman's eyes narrow and she watches for some sort of creature or creatures that would be attracted to it and might pose a threat to her and the the group.

toasterferret · Mar 13, 2011

OOC:

Damn! I was banking on him having <14 cha...

Anna's eyes narrow as she glares up at the man. She quickly glances at the rest of the group before continuing, keeping an eye out for any sign of trouble.

"I say again, your employer is expecting me."

Anna steps over to Le Jubb, and careful not to disturb any of his vials, grabs him by the collar and pulls him forward a step.

"i hired these overpriced bodyguards, took an altogether too long carriage ride into the middle of nowhere, just to drag my thrice damned infernal house alchemist here to meet your master, and I will NOT be turned away like common chattel!"

letting go of Le Jubb's collar and muttering "sorry about that" under her breath she continues shouting up to the guardsman

"At the very least do me the service of allowing me inside to await your masters convenience!"

Animal · Mar 13, 2011

Krad lets the sorceress to do the talking, although the squint in his eyes shows that he is not quite content with her methods. "Why lie and disgrace yourself, when we can simply tell the truth? The name of our employer and the letter we carry should warrant our entrance." He croaks to her in surprise.
At Le Jubb's remark he only casts a single glare at the tiefling, a heavy glare prompting that this tengu is prone to hold a grudge at even lightest insults.

toasterferret · Mar 13, 2011

Anna shoots Krad a glance and whispers under her breath...

"For one I am NOT in the business of explaining myself to common guards, and secondly, it is very apparent that something is amiss here, hence why i do not wish to disclose any more information than what is needed, nor our true purpose."

Cyansylph · Mar 14, 2011

Regaining his composure after being pulled away, Le Jubb returns to his pack, still lying on the ground. His back is to the tower and the guards as he kneels down to finish brushing it off. As he does so, he carefully withdraws 2 flasks of acid from the pouches on his waist and slips them into the wasitline of his pants, tucked beneath his armor.

Finally satisfied with getting most of the feed off his bag, he slides it back on, fixes its straps across his chest, and joins the others facing the tower awaiting the guard's answer.

OOC:

Sleight of hand to conceal 2 flasks of acid on person. Let me know if i need to roll now, or only if searched, etc.

HolyMan · Mar 14, 2011

As the group watches some of the chickens begin to move over towards them. Soon there are over two dozen of the white feathered birds clucking and eating at the seeds. (It must look truly funny for those watching from above.)

The small birds are everywhere as the man on the battlement calls down again. "You say you have business with my master?" he sneers the last words almost as if in contempt for the man he calls master.

"Yes you might possibly have, but then again so did all of them." he says pointing towards the statues the group past on their way to the tower as he lifts a whistle up to his lips with the other.

*twill* *twill* *tweet*

He blows three times the last one very sharp. And suddenly the area the group stands in erupts in a spray of feathers.

OOC: Roll INIT and let me know items in hand.