[Adventure] Dirty Money: (The Final Encounter; Rohna, Tondrek up)[Judge: THB]

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Tamarand slinks back to the others, whispering "The other two are on the opposite side of the stage. Doesn't look like theres guards though...wait what's Roswyn doing? Oh well, we need to get those two back here I think"
 

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Tondrek examines the room as best as he can from his vantage point. The artificer recognizes a couple of things. First, judging from the view of the building they got from the top, he thinks that there are additional rooms to either side of this room. Tamarand confirms this when he comes back. The area in the front is definately wider than this room back here. Secondly, the half-orc recognizes the powders that the kobolds are apply to their scales. The powder itself is explosive, but only in large quantities. Applied in small doses, the powders crackle with colored flame when a bit of heat is applied. An alchemist's trick, they enhance the kobolds dancing.
 

[sblock=Draconic]"Boss is in a meeting right now. You wait?" [/sblock]

Roswyn looks exasperated, pouting slightly.

[sblock=Draconic]Not surprising. Sure I can wait, it ain't on my copper. Where's this meeting? Maybe I can wait somewhere outside there.[/sblock]
 

While Talky Gnome talked up ahead, Tondrek traced idle patterns on the banister hidding him. Rooms to the side. Rooms to the side; too big to be small. And flamey pasty stuff go boom. He looks at the drow. Any doors into roomeys or stairs to bad stuff? At the same time, he looked for larger jars of the fun make-up.
 

The kobold shrugs, and speaks in it's language. She jerks her head behind her.

[sblock=Draconic]
"He's probably in his private room. Him and his guards spend a lot of time in there, especially lately." The kobold lightly trails her claws along Roswyn's clothes. "You got pretty clothes, where'd you get them?"[/sblock]

[sblock=ooc]She jerks her head towards the FGI room[/sblock]

[sblock=Brenron and Shava]
Sitting idly by the dwarf and half-elf look around the room. A sparsely dressed kobold approaches. "Would you like a dance or anything else?" She traces a claw over Brenron's cheek to under his hairless chin.[/sblock]
 

No I don't want a- Oh wait. Shava smiles as she gets an idea. "Can I? Oh thank you, that's be great!" She jumps to her feat and quickly makes her way over to the walkway on the left side of the room. If no one gets in her way she will quickly lithe onto the stage.

[sblock=actions] Bluff to play the part.
Bluff (1d20+6=11)

Acrobatics, in case she has to slip by someone quickly. Acrobatics (1d20+5=6)

I'm gonna stop rolling checks now.[/sblock]
 

Ewwwwwww!

-''I... uh... Yeah... oh, there she goes. Excuse me.''

Brenron hustles up away from the kobold hooker and follows Shava.

-''Don't leave me alone in here! I swear, I start blasting randomly in every direction the moment I feel I am alone in this pit!''
 

[sblock=ooc]only time for a quick ooc post...

so we know where the "boss" is, shall we just try to bust on in there at this point? I guess we have to go out onto the stage and across to get there...[/sblock]
 

[sblock=ooc]I was thinking we'd pretty much clear the main room first. So no one can go get more people. I've just been trying to get into an advantageous position. Once you make yourselves know Im ready to start blasting.[/sblock]
 

[sblock=OOC]Unless I missed it, Tondrek doesn't know where the boss is (he doesn't speak draconic). If he can find where the main makeup is stored (and if its in big enough doses), he can make a big boom distraction[/sblock]
 

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