Final words...

[Kaodi]

" Bah! How much is it for lodging then, man? Spit it out! "

His hand goes to his coin pouch, and he adds, " And I'll leave a message too, I suppose. Something catchy, like ' Don't leave without me, little merciless girl. ' They'll understand that. At least I should hope so... "

" And by the way, if you have some decent food and milk, my belly needs a fillin'! "

 

[JRYoung]

Rethlin Listen check DC15 (1d20+3=5)

Rethlin, who is on the last watch, does not hear the commotion down stairs...

 

[ajanders]

"A gold piece per week. In advance. Meals are your own business."
The man speaks with the air of one who is doomed to repeat this speech for the rest of his life.

 

[Kaodi]

Bhalag leans in and puts his hand up to his mouth, very conspiratorially, saying in a low voice, " How about I give you four galifars then, my good man, and anytime you are full up in the next few weeks you rent my room to someone else, because I am unconvinced I will be returning here? From your accent, you sound Cyran, eh? Horrible thing that happened there. I have rather fond memories of the place myself. "

 

[ajanders]

The man makes the coins vanish.
"Alas for the Street of Seven Stars! I remember dancing minuets in the high houses of the Hill. Those were better days...."

He leads you up a flight of dark steps.

(The rest of the party, make a DC 5 Listen check.)

[sblock]
There's someone coming up the stairs towards you, armed and armored.
[/sblock]

 

[JRYoung]

Rethlin's 2nd Listen check DC5 (1d20+3=20)

"Huh, what's that? Hey, that sounds like Veyk. Could it be? By the Flame, it must be!"

Rethlin goes to the door, cracks it open, and takes a peak on the stairwell.

 

[Autumn]

Kae stops dead in her morning ablutions, her face dripping water into the basin as she stops to listen. There it is again; heavy footsteps, coming up the stairs. Who could be that careless? Only somebody with authority on their side. The Watch... that damnable man must have sold them out.

She grabs a towel, drying her face as she strides towards the door. She sushes Rethlin with a finger to her lips and then opens the door just enough to slip out of it and pull it to behind her, aiming to meet their accusers in the corridor and hopefully turn them away before they get a chance to get inside and spy the trussed-up mook.

"Morning," she greets the landlord with a smile, no sign of her irritation showing. She looks down to the dwarf. No official insignia... she thinks. The hand that clutches her towel tenses, ready to launch a surprise blast from beneath its flannel covering if it seems necessary. "Can I help?" she asks guardedly.


OOC: Listen Check 1d20-1 = 14

 

[ajanders]

"This gentleman's rented the room on the third floor, miss." says the landlord. He starts up the next flight of stairs.

 

[Autumn]

Kae blinks. "Oh. My mistake." She gives an embarrassed laugh and starts to move back inside.

Too paranoid...

 

[Moggthegob]

Zook awakes from his slumber very refreshed and begins preparing his spells.
OOC:Archivist
0 level
Cure minor, Detect magic Detect poison
1-level
cure light wounds, Command, Bless,
Wizard
0 level:
Ray of frost, Acid Splash , light
1 level:
Color Spray, Charm person

Listen checks: Listen check (1d20+2=15)

Just as he finishes, he hears someone calling and says " hey Rethlin, who is that?"