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15 spot under the bed for a dropped dagger or some other metal weapon

8 Move silent to get in the room 25 Hide next to what i assume is the top or bottom of stairs on the other side of the wall from the butcher

Just because you are a samurai doesn't mean that every single thing you do, like Listening, is honorable... :D Also I remember you saying something about misplacing your honor somewhere and having to reclaim it??

WHat are ya listin' for ya idgit!? snarls Seamus In there with weapons or out here without! Bust that door in you hunk'a'junk!!!!

23 Search check for anything of value in the crates and barrels

Pull yourself together elf... growls a voice from the shadows. Black approaches and puts an awkward "comfort" hand on his shoulder as well, with a little too much force. In a half-empathetic/half-disgusted manner, "People die every day, elf. Sobbin' over the poor bastards wont bring 'em back 'n...

"Unlock me Seamus, no unlock ME, bring up the rear Seamus..." Seamus mumbles as he slides the hidden door back into place, still clutching his wooden shiv, "This working together thing is going to be a pain in me arse!"

Seamus, after freeing the raptoran, strides over to the barrel that was smashed by the warforged and grabs one of the sharper splinters of wood. With his weapon in hand he slides into the shadows on the other side of the door. 17 Hide check

"I suppose you'll be needin' my 'elp then too is it?"​ Seamus growls as he tends to the birdman. 26 Lockpick

Directed toward Kirgen, sorry, got the characters mixed up. Should read "feathered monstrocity...poop on me" ;D

"Get on over here ya metal monstrosity....and try your best not to step on me." 27 Lockpick

Black reaches down to the sole of his boot and pulls out a small, metal pin. He goes at the lock on the chains. 23 Lockpick

"How about we make sure everyone can charge out before we go doing something stupid!" pipes up Black, rattling the chains on his feet which are still firmly attached to the ground.

"Sounds about right," Black growls "Last thing I remember, I had a drop too much 'o the cure and decided to snooze it off in the alley out back." He rubs his head again."You get the same story from feathers and the tin soldier over there? Although I'd say you'd need a mountain to knock that...

He pats the back of his head lightly where the ointment has been applied. He throws his jet-black hood up over it, almost to shield it from any further prodding from the elf.