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

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"I can be just as friendly as I can be a 'dark scary man' as the half-wit calls me. Your call, but I think that you are lacking in the scariness department" Tamarand says, shrugging his shoulders.
 

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"Fair enough. Go scare the ladies then. I'll be back in a jiff." Shava heads down a side alley, dragging her captives, and try's to travel about four blocks quickly, while being seen as little as possible.

She scans the area, trying to feel if she's made it away from the plane's influence but can't be sure. Shrugging, she slide's her dagger across the tougher looking kobolds throat and looks to see if he jumps back to life.

[sblock=actions]Arcana 8. Nat 1.

Attempt to kill the Kobold Warrior.[/sblock]
 

The d'Lyrandar slides her dagger across the throat of the kobold in a dirty cramped alley. The kobold's blood mixes with the brackish water and flows down into a storm drain. Feeling for a pulse, she finds none.

Meanwhile Tamarand hears a whistle from the alley behind the prostitutes. The drow sees the curvy form of the changeling he and the group has meet earlier. She beckons him closer.
 

Shava smiles, pleased but mostly releaved with the results. Well that's one less things to worry about. Get far enough away and they only live once. She checks the wizards bonds, and reinforces them with more of her own rope if nesesscary. Once satisfied and she splashes the wizard with the sewer water and gives him a good shake to wake him up. She motions to the dead kobold before continuing.

"Wux re karif mojka ekess douta plorn lakk. Yuv latal loreata ios vi fiht. Si sug't wux majak ve vi dril ekess tailuen wux."

[sblock=Draconic]You are far away to your planar link. You'r ally died without a fight. I suggest you give me a reason to spare you.[/sblock]
 

"Wux re karif mojka ekess douta plorn lakk. Yuv latal loreata ios vi fiht. Si sug't wux majak ve vi dril ekess tailuen wux."

[sblock=Draconic]
Go to hell.[/sblock]

The kobold hisses and spits at her face.
 


[sblock=ooc]Ummm... splitting up money, and talking. :)

There are three entrances, right? Front door, back door, and trap door? I guess one of us should be watching each of them.[/sblock]
 

Shava slits the wizards throat without hesitation. With grim satisfaction she wipes the spit from her face. I figured it would go something liken that. She lifts the sewer grate and slides both bodies in, retrieving the rest of their rope first. If the grate can't be lifted she throws them in a dumpster. Then she makes her way back.
 

Meanwhile Tamarand hears a whistle from the alley behind the prostitutes. The drow sees the curvy form of the changeling he and the group has meet earlier. She beckons him closer.

Tamarand saunters over to the changeling, putting on his best, most non-threatening smile as he does. "Good to see you. Thanks for your help back there. Maybe you can provide a bit more for an old friend?"

[sblock=ooc]
diplomacy (1d20 13=22) if required[/sblock]
 


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