Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter One

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

As Dahlia turns to head back to work, Keryth takes the small pouch from his belt and inspects it’s contents while listening to the merchant ramble on as he stands slightly away from the group.
 

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Byntrou

"Fascinating," Byntrou says flatly. "Two more fascinating anecdotes: First, Boes clans have been known to spend years tracking down those responsible for the death of a single member of their tribe. Second, I've heard that, if they stay intact, a human's entrails can stretch for miles.

"Keep both those facts in mind, especially if this little goblin of yours should prove forewarned of our approach, or if I should discover you've lied or held anything else back. Even should I die, I think there may come a final, fascinating experiment in which a clan of Boes put the length of a human's entrails to a very ... rigorous test."


Byntrou releases Dreeves with a final growl; Delcoi adds an audible hiss to the exchange. Then he turns to his companions, his face turning suddenly bright and cheerful.

"If no one has any other questions, I think we should be on our way, yes?"
 

Keryth:

[Sblock]Inside the pouch you find a small stack of 10 gold coins and a note. "This is all I can afford, but please accept it and put it to good use."[/Sblock]

All:

Destiny looks to Byntrou and says, "To the cave? Surely you haven't forgotten about the guard asking you to return in the morning to hear about the bow?"
 


Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

Nonlethal Force
[SBLOCK]Unsure of what to do with the coin Dahlia has given him, Keryth contemplates how he might return it so that he doesn’t offend Dahlia as he slips it back into his belt...not feeling right about taking what is probably her lifesavings even though they are in need.[/SBLOCK]

“I think what Byntrou means is that we should leave Dreeves here and go to prepare for the morrow...we have several things to discuss, and we can accomplish little more here. Though we should probably complete our meal first, or start it in the case of Pwent here,” Keryth says grinning at Pwent, as he remembers how the man went about his breakfast that morning.
 

Destiny looks back to Pwent and says, "Old man? I must have missed something." Clearly she either never caught on that there were gemstones involved with the crazy man at Great Bend or else she merely forgot.n "Either way, I'm up for finishing a meal that I never started yet!" She grins and pats her belly.

Endoo also offers, "Well, and you could sit back down and I'll give you a report that the merchant here has all of hills bills covered and is now indebted to myself."

From across the restaurant, in an incredible struck of bad luck - a woman stands up and yells, "That's the petty theif who tried to steal my rings earlier!" She is pointing straight at Gav. "Uh ... I may need to be going soon ..." he adds as he slips Destiny a package.
 

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“Thank you Endoo we will await your report and return to our meal then,” Keryth says bowing his head to the merchant. Returning to their table when the woman points at Gav, he grins. Well our little friend has been busy today I wonder what other mischief he’s gotten into.
 

The bartender who had told Pwent to stay out of trouble looks up as the woman points and yells. "I'll get him, ma'am," he adds as he rushes over to get Gav. Panicked, Gav looksa round quickly and ducks under a table and then in and amongst the other patrons. A comical scene pans forth, this short lad ducking under tables, only to upset or startle a patron who then yells and points out Gav as he tries to hide. As his pursuer draws close, Gav runs and tries to hide - only to be pointed out by a startled patron. Eventually, the barkeep manages to grab Gav by the back of his collar and the barkeep lifts him clear off the ground. "There'll be none of that kind of trouble in here! I'm sure the authorities would like a word with you if nothing else."

Gav hollars at the top of his lungs, "Put me down, I'm innocent I tells ya. Put me down!"

The barkeep looks unimpressed. Loudly, he states, "Sorry, ladies and gentlemen. Please return to your dinners - I believe the excitement is about over for the night."

The woman who had originally pointed Gav out adds, "And check for your purses and gold before he leaves, too!"
 

Nonlethal Force said:
"There'll be none of that kind of trouble in here! I'm sure the authorities would like a word with you if nothing else."

Gav hollars at the top of his lungs, "Put me down, I'm innocent I tells ya. Put me down!"

The barkeep looks unimpressed. Loudly, he states, "Sorry, ladies and gentlemen. Please return to your dinners - I believe the excitement is about over for the night."

The woman who had originally pointed Gav out adds, "And check for your purses and gold before he leaves, too!"

Byntrou sighs, looking to his compatriots. "Whether we eat or not, it should definitely not be here, I think," he whispers. "Though it looks like Gav may need himself another distraction. Let's see what I've got. If this doesn't work, Destiny, we may have need of your little stomach trick."

He turns to Bahruul. "Petik, I think it's time for the Bous blessing of food ritual, yes?" Softer he adds, "Just do your best to follow me, and hopefully it'll mask the spellcasting."

At a nod from Bahruul, Byntrou's fingers wriggle in the air, his hands spinning about each other. A lilting harmonic string of words follows, then Byn flicks one hand in the direction of the barkeep.

Four glowing flames suddenly appear in the air about the barkeep's head, spinning wildly, orbiting him, swooping in and out of his legs, under his arms, brushing inches from his face, in a pattern that suggests both agression and agitation in the heatless flame (though of course, they merely obey Byntrou's will).

OOC:[sblock]Cast Dancing Lights, effect as described above. Hoping to unnerve the barkeep enough to let Gav wriggle free and run. Also hoping Bahruul mimicing will cover the casting itself.[/sblock]
 

Bahruul mimics Byntrou's movements as best he can. At the end he adds - loud enough to let others hear but not loud enough to have it seem intentional, "Ah, good. Now that the food has been blessed, we can eat in peace and quiet, hopefully." The few onlookers seemed to accept that explanation in conjunction with Byntrou's words before the spell had been cast.

More importantly, however, Byntrou's spell does indeed affect the barkeep. Gav wriggles free and shoots out the door.

"Arg! Get that little worm!" the woman, who claimed to have been accosted by Gav earlier, yells.

The barkeep, swatting at the lights until they dissapear, adds, "Sorry, ma'am. He's outta the Rusty Anchor now - beyond my designated area to control. You want 'im captured, you'll be needing to get the town guards."

Destiny adds once the commotion settles down, "Hmmmph. Well, I wonder if we'll ever see the little guy again? He was the last to arrive in our group - and only a part of it because he fell into the same unfortunate circumstance as us." Her voice trails off as she becomes lost in thought.
 

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