A Simple Job (Erekose13 Judging)

[D.Shaffer]

[sblock=OOC]Calren would rather cut and run, honestly. But he's never been one for authority. No ranks in Knowledge here.[/sblock]"Healing potion? Maybe." He looks at the potion he grabbed from one of the bandits. "It's not like I need it immediately if it was."

Walking Ghostsnout over to the still barely living bandit, he uncorks the flask and pours the contents into the bandit's mouth. He sits back and watches.

 

[Animus]

The bandit comes to. "Eh?" he says.

OOC: 1 round...

 

[DrZombie]

Irrinaer looks him in the eyes and sends out his mind, soothing, calming, friendly
(OOC : cast psionic charm)

 

[Animus]

The bandit fails his Will (1d20+1=7) save. You have 1 round of talking before the authorities show up.

 

[stonegod]

Thral'k fades into the background, keeping his eyes open and his profile low. Someone had to stay alert, even if these softskins were incapable of it.

OOC: Hiding.

 

[DrZombie]

"My friend. Why did you attack me? Who planned this?"

 

[Velmont]

Benedict leave Irrinaer doing teh questionning and looks around, when he will see the authorities coming, he will go toward them, meeting him and hope to give a bit more chance to Irrinaer to finish his interrogation before the guards put there nose in this.

 

[Animus]

"My friend. Why did you attack me? Who planned this?"

"The Basilisks, of course. We wanted to get the shards," the bandit says.

 

[Velmont]

A shard? Benedict is a little surprised by the answer. not surprising he was paid so well. And who is the Basilisks.

 

[D.Shaffer]

Calren looked around warily. The drumming of his fingers on Ghostsnout's saddle the only thing betraying his nervousness. "Ask him if he has any more friends coming"