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I'm I'm being honest, I don't quite understand what the issue is so I can't really offer any argument for how you should handle Lyle's deception.

Lyle glances hopefully at the healer's kit. "I don't suppose you can do anything for us? We've had a bit of a journey getting here. A secret passage that leads out of the church would be nice too. Kidding, we haven't been that lucky." Lyle pauses for a moment to take a closer look at Aiden...

Lyle looks through the church for anyone he knows, or halflings, or anyone who looks particularly likely to cause trouble with Grimnir's plans. He distributes his meager supply of sweets taken from Galena's table before all this mess started and says a few vague words of reassurance. A little...

"There are a few less of them now, ma'am. We saw to that. Is anyone in charge here, maybe a priest? We need to figure how to get all of you out of here, and I need to check everyone in here against my list of missing people." Lyle glances around, noticing how many more people there are than he...

Lyle tries his to flash his best grin. Given the night he's had, it comes off as more of a sickly grimace. "What they said, heroes and all that. We've been sent by the sheriff."

Sorry, not quite sure what that means

"That was convenient. Let's hope our luck can hold out a little while longer." Lyle grips his shortsword and a dagger, then moves forward into the smog. CoyoteCode Dice Roller stealth roll

"Any ideas? Best I can come up with is waiting til the patrol is on the opposite side of the church and trying to take out the group at the backdoor, their chanting and all that battering should cover most of the noise if we're fast enough." Lyle glances down at his own bruises and at the...

"We could sneak around the backside of this house and try to run along behind the row of houses to the temple," Lyle suggests. "I think I'd look a bit too much like a child in his father's robes if I tried wearing any of their clothing." Lyle thinks for a moment, trying to remember how closely...

Lyle shifts uncomfortably. The hedge has grown tighter since he hid here as a child, and he never hid with full grown dwarves. "That's a few too many for a fair fight. Either of you know what to make of all that? I'm good with 'finding items of value' but goddesses are a little outside my...

_: 1D20+8 = [16]+8 = 24

"Those hedges have enough space to hide in, or at least they did when I was a child. It won't be a comfortable fit in for the two of you but there should be just enough room. They don't run the whole way to the temple but it's enough for us to hopefully avoid getting killed. I'm not really in...

Lyle feets lightheaded after the blow. He reaches into his belt for his second dagger, stabbing at Zagmar with the short sword at the same time. This time it bit deep into the man. "Tell your friend I said hello." Lyle darts past Zagmar and slices his dagger at the priestess. "I don't have...

Lyle's been hit harder by stronger men, but he really can't remember when. "I was trying to help you see your friend again, and this is the thanks I get?!" Down to 3 hit points myself now

Lyle tries to use the fireworks as a distraction, running up to stab Zigmar with his short sword. "It's a shame to lose a friend, I'll do my best to reunite you!" In his eagerness to come up with a quip, Lyle misjudges the timing of his strike. Lyle glances at Zigmar hopefully. "Before you...

Lyle grabs the dagger on his belt and looks to Grimnir and Mornok. "Think you can hit them as hard as Grimnir hit that wall?"

_: 1D20+4 = [17]+4 = 21 Lyle sighs. "Well, we made it further than I expected."

Lyle grins encouragingly at the dwarves. "See? It's not so hard, it's all about walking with purpose. Walk with purpose and have a full stomach, that's my trick."

"It's gibberish to me, maybe one of you can make it out." Lyle hands the note Grimnir and takes a brief look for the best route to the temple. "Keep on the balls of your feet and don't fall down, that's 90% of sneaking."

Lyle snatches up the paper before he has time to think. A lifetime spent reaching into strangers' pockets has taught him if something falls out in front of you, you pick it up. "Gold never just falls out, does it? Ah well, let's see what you are."