IC: Dichotomy's Age of Worms Redux, Part V

[TiCaudata]

Erdolliel looks over her shoulder as she feels the lock release. "It's nothing but a little ingenuity and skill 'Lady'. Do you still want no part in leaving this place? Do you have any useful skills? What are you in here for anyway?" The elf then looks over to Nethezar and Kushnak and states, "The blind one looks harmless enough, but I'd be happier if I was patched up a bit before I open his cell." Erdolliel then walks over to thoroughly search the unconscious man. [sblock=oc]search +14[/sblock]

 

[Dichotomy]

[sblock=OOC]Given the hardness 10 and 10 hitpoints of manacles, I'm not bothering rolling. Eskard WILL break them in short order.

Search turns up the guys longsword and mwk studded leather. Nothing else.[/sblock]
Eskard makes short work of the manacles on all three spellcasters.

"Another ruse?" the woman asks herself aloud. "But they've never been like this before. All the more reason to suspect trickery. But, even the hope of freedom... Is all the more reason to suspect trickery." She looks with horror at the group of you, standing just outside her cell. The desperation upon her face is palatable.

"Yes, healing you would be wise," the scholar simply ignores the captive woman. With a touch and a word, Erdolliel's wounds close a bit.
[sblock=OOC]Huh... I thought the cure spells required a divine focus. Guess not. 17 hps.

Erdolliel: 23 damage
Eskard: 41 damage[/sblock]

 

[worthley]

"Anyone have an idea where we might find our belongings? And I think someone should make use of that armor, until we can find better."

 

[TiCaudata]

"You're view of the previous few moments might have been poor, 'Lady', but I assure you that we are not in league with the two men we just fought, nor are we in league with those in charge of this prison. However, unless you begin to tell us what you know about why you are here and what use you might be to us in discovering a way out, we won't be able to give you hope for your own escape.[sblock=oc]Diplomamcy +0 Erdolliel (unless someone else feels like trying) will try to talk to her and convince her that we aren't just playing another trick. Erdolliel will avoid mentioning any sensitive information that the blind guy could use against us, not that there is much of that I imagine...

Also, Erdolliel will pick up the armor and strap it on unless anyone objects.[/sblock] Erdolliel then turns towards the cell with the sobbing man and sighs. "You can make this easier and faster, Martal, by flipping the switch and walking yourself to the other cell. We won't harm you further if you do, although we will be wanting your armor and anything else useful that you might have on your person.

Actually, any useful information that you have in your head would be nice too. Such as where we are, why we're here, why you were disguised as a prisoner, how we might get out... You know, USEFUL."

 

[o3caudata]

[sblock=oc] SERIOUSLY.... it doesn't require DF.... HOW THE HECK!!!... done now.[/sblock]

Kushnak reaches toward Eskard, and lays his hand on Eskard's shoulder.

"Lady, you have the option to come with us, but it is not open ended, and we will not risk ourselves any more than the offer for you. We have no reservations leaving you to your sorrows."

He turns away, without waiting for a response and helps gather the belongings of the other 2.

[sblock=oc]Cure Crit. wounds on Eskard: 4d8+7[/sblock]

 

[Dichotomy]

Kushnak heals Eskard, and Nethezar takes the liberty of healing Erdolliel some more.

The elven woman looks Erdolliel squarely in the face. "I will tell you what I can. If this is another ruse, it matters little, as they already know all about me. I am Ilya Starmane. My family is nobility here in the Free City... if we are even still IN the Free City. I know not. I have been here... it is hard to count... but it has been perhaps as long as a month."

She begins to shudder as she continues. "I know not why I am here, or anything about this place. I have never left this cell... at least not while conscious. On occasion, the guards have come, beat me until I was unconscious, and I awake back her. I... I shudder to think what they may have done in the meantime. I have seen dozens, maybe hundreds, of different persons pass through here, some prisoners, some just passing through. I know none of them, and I have almost never seen the same one twice. I... I know no more."

After Erdolliel quips at Martal, the sobbing man almost seems to laugh. "You have no idea, no idea. There is nothing you can do, not even what you HAVE done, that could possibly match what would be in store if I tell you anything."

He pauses a moment and stops chuckling. "But... perhaps if you can restore my sight, I would be able to escape, and... it would be worth the risk if I could see... then I might escape. Yes, yes. If you restore my sight, I will tell you where you can find your things."
[sblock=OOC]K: heals 29 damage
N: heals 15 damage

For any bluffing/sense motiving, I am rolling some here, but I'm not disclosing. Unless I say otherwise, you can assume that a sense motive doesn't indicate lying goo (either because it is true or because you failed).

Erdolliel: 8 damage
Eskard: 12 damage[/sblock]

 

[o3caudata]

Kushnak walks to Martal's cell and says "You are a liar, and your fear of your employers overpowers you. The only reason you're offering your help is you know they will kill you for letting us escape."

"If you fear them so much that you won't tell us anything in the face of your death by our hand, there is no reason to believe that you would do anything but surrender us to them, given the opportunity."

"You had opportunity to aid us, and yourself, in escaping and you chose your path."

"Open the cell and consent to a search or we will do so forcefully. We have no interest in harming you further, but we have no reservations about doing whatever is necessary to help ourselves."

Without another word he turns to the woman. "You may come with us if you choose."

 

[TiCaudata]

Erdolliel shrugs and walks over to the woman's cell. As she starts to probe the lock she makes small talk with Ilya. "I don't suppose you know which end of a sword is which or how to make fire appear magically or anything do you?"[sblock=oc]OL take 20.[/sblock][sblock=di]Erdolliel knows that nobility often receive basic training in arcane and arms, she's just playing dumb[/sblock]

 

[Dichotomy]

"Well, I have rudimentary skill with a blade, like most our kin. But, I must confess, it is suitable only for play at court. I've no ability for actually fighting with the thing, and no talent at all for the magic arts."

In response to Kushnak, Martal hisses, any hint of amenability vanishing. "Keep your lofty claims and principles. They will be with you when you rot. Kill me, they might. But that will be far better than what shall befall you!"

 

[worthley]

"Well, you made your choice. Eskard, you know what to do." Bazrim gestures toward Martal and turns away from what is sure to be a messy situation.