B6: The Veiled Society - IC

[ghostcat]

Caridoc is really starting to get annoyed with this town. First off you do someone a favour and the watch threatens to throw you in jail unless you do their job for them. Then the watch threaten to throw you in jail unless you get off the street. How is he supposed to solve the mystery without going outside. Muttering under his breath in gnomish, Caridoc walks up to where Rezak is working on the door.

 

[HolyMan]

Looking over at Caridoc the rogue says, "Nay locked buts it be barred on dae outer'si."

 

[ghostcat]

Responding to Rezak's bad news. Caridoc sounds rather panicky has he says. "Is there anything you can do. If we don't get off the streets soon, the watch will throw us in jail for breaking curfew.

 

[jkason]

Barek Fhald, half-orc bard

Responding to Rezak's bad news. Caridoc sounds rather panicky has he says. "Is there anything you can do. If we don't get off the streets soon, the watch will throw us in jail for breaking curfew.

"And if our quarry's gone to the trouble of barring the door, chances are he's ready with some protection if he hears us start bashing it in. Not to mention it's rather difficult to conceal a broken door. I think we need to cut our losses and head for the closest inn or common room. We may lose him, but chances are this wasn't a random door, and even if he's gone, there's like to be clues left behind for tracking him if we come back at a less ... stressful juncture."

 

[HolyMan]

*sigh* "Ye mays be n'rights." Rezak says heavy heartedly. " We's 'est be'n gone."

 

[Rhun]

"Are all human cities as inhospitable as this one?" asks Celythia, waiting for the others to decide what to do with the door.

 

[HolyMan]

"Jest 'bout," Rezak says looking grim. " 'Et's gets fore we's threwn in a hole." he continues heading away from where the guards had gone.

Rezak makes note of the buildings and shops about, not wanting to forget the location of this ally or the door. Then satisfied he sets out to find the nearest tavern.

"Strangest is how 'e mentioned dat dead nobles 'griwl." he mutters walking along.

 

[kinem]

From the direction you're heading in, you see another large group of soldiers approaching, so you head back the other way.

Turning down another street, you see the riot is spilling out this way, with fists, rocks and daggers against swordsmen.

It looks like the party will soon be caught right in the middle. There are no taverns here, just small, cheap residences with closed doors.

 

[HolyMan]

"Cripes!" swears Rezak.

 

[jkason]

Barek Fhald, half-orc bard

From the direction you're heading in, you see another large group of soldiers approaching, so you head back the other way.

Turning down another street, you see the riot is spilling out this way, with fists, rocks and daggers against swordsmen.

It looks like the party will soon be caught right in the middle. There are no taverns here, just small, cheap residences with closed doors.

Barek frowns, then mutters to the others, "If we want out of the way, I think we're going to have to talk our way into someone's home. While I hate to do it to an average citizen, for the sake of our necks, I think it's time I repeated my performance with our goblin friend, this time with all the knives staying well and truly stowed."

Unless he hears objections, Barek chooses the plainest-looking home --"best not to look like we're robbing the wealthy neighbor"-- and knocks on the door.

((OOC: He'll try to get in with basic Diplomacy first, but if that doesn't seem to be working, he'll resort to Charm Person.))