Eyes Of The Lich Queen

As the mist suddenly appears and the member of the party step into or behind it, shouts of surprise come from the man and thugs and a few bolts are fired into the fog... but hit nothing. However, most of those cries are suddenly silenced as an explosion of fire booms in the crossbowmen's midst and five of the six are instantly immolated by the fireball that the young elf releases. The final man yelps in abject fear, and sprints away... dropping his crossbow in the process.

When Rogan and Ari step out of the mist with their weapons drawn, the sneering Claw member now stands white as a sheet. His weapons are dropped and he slowly begins backing away. "No... it was just a joke... no problems here... nevermind. I um... I..."

He then suddenly turns to run off, allowing all of you to stop him easily in whatever manner you so choose.
 

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Jango steps out of the fog and see the man fleeing. "Take him alive for questionning. We need to know how he has learned about the Eye." If none of the other have done anything to stop him, he will cast a Glitterdust on the feeling man, in hope to blind him, so it make it easier to catch him.

After that, Jango looks at the burned bandits. He sadly shooks his head... even if they would have been ready to kill them, Jango feels ashamed... somehow, he didn't expected to see some so weak band trying on them. If they wanted the Eye, such a powerfull artifact, he had expected more seasoned mercenaries.
 

"No one is fool enough to have a tattoo bearing the sigil of the Emerald Claw without being part of that foul order. That is sufficient cause for a death sentance in many nations." She did not need to add that she considered that perfectly justified.
 


"We need to know how they have learned about the Eye, and who knows about it. I think it is pretty obvious why." replies Jango to Khalia.
 

Stepping out of the mist, Rogan is quite shocked to see so many on the ground dead. He didn't expect them to fall that easily, but finds himself quite relieved.

As soon as the man takes off running, the Daggerspell Guardian gives chase. It is his hopes his companions might be able to slow him down, but if not he will try to catch him with speed alone.
 

Brother Donovan, warpriestly human cleric

Hearing the screams and the clear sound of running feat, Donovan clambers out of his fog to see the bandit running. He sighs, sizing up the distance.

[sblock=OOC]How far away is the bandit after Donovan exits the fog (which would be his move action)? If he's within 35', Donovan can drop ~80 lbs on top of him via the Create Water spell; that ought to be good for at least slowing him down. ;) If he's too far away, Donovan will have to let the others handle it, since he's likely too slow in his full armor to catch up to a rogue in light armor (though he does have Endurance, so it's possible he could just outlast the man ...)[/sblock]
 


As the man quickly spins to run off, Ari nips that in the bud by thrusting his sword forward and between the man's legs... causing him to stumble forward. This allows Rogan to pounce on him and knock him to the ground.

"No! Please! I uh... I'm..."

He tries to scuttle away like a crab, but the Guardian casually strides back to him and puts his dagger to the man's throat. He immediately stops and his eyes go wide.

"No... don't... I won't... I um... I won't go. Please."

The man is hoisted to his feet and Rogan wrenches the man's arm behind his back, and keeps the dagger pressed firmly against his throat. Walking him the few steps back to the group, Rogan then throws him back to the ground and allows the entire party to circle up around the man. He immediately scrabbles to his knees and raises his hands up palms-outward in a sign of surrender.

With the entire group surrounding him, he knows there is no escape. He swallows once and his eyes dart from person to person.
 

"So what is this thing you are taking from us?" Rogan says as he tosses the man to the ground. "Should we take his hand as a trophy now or should we wait until after the five hundred arrows are embedded into us?"

The Daggerspell Guardian stands there silently with both daggers in hand, allowing the others to ask their questions.
 

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