[LPF] The Road to Tritower

[FrancisJohn]

[sblock=Mini Stats]Francis John, III
HP: 7/7
AC: 18 FF:14 T:15
CMB: 0 CMD: 13
Fort: -1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Perception: +7 Initiative: +3
Bluff: +13 Sense Motive: +5
Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6
Bolts Remaining: 20/20
Unarmed: Dagger +2 d3+1
Adaptable Luck: 1/3[/sblock]

Fed up with the language barrier, Francis goes and sits cross-legged on the abdomen of the drow. He looks her square in the eye, and begins to quietly growl at her.

[sblock=Intimidation Check = 22]Intimidation Roll +3 = +7 - 4 size difference: 1D20+3 = [19]+3 = 22
[/sblock]

 

[Anastrace]

Leira Olren

Even Leira is slightly taken aback at the ferocity of Francis intimidating tactics, and waits to see what the captive will do.

 

[Aura]

Francis compresses the chest of the drow, making it immediately difficult for her to breathe and eliciting a sudden scream of obvious pain. She struggles under his weight but is unable to shake him. "Stop it, stop it!" she finally gets out (still in the elven tongue) with much effort.

[section]Anna Kallira
A look of shock goes over the priestess' face as she listens to the events. "What is happening?" she asks in a raised tone that is as much a demand as it is a question.[/section]

 

[FrancisJohn]

[sblock=Mini Stats]Francis John, III
HP: 7/7
AC: 18 FF:14 T:15
CMB: 0 CMD: 13
Fort: -1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Perception: +7 Initiative: +3
Bluff: +13 Sense Motive: +5
Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6
Bolts Remaining: 20/20
Unarmed: Dagger +2 d3+1
Adaptable Luck: 1/3[/sblock]

[sblock=Bluff = 32]Bluff against Anna, not sure if its needed.: 1D20+13 = [19]+13 = 32
[/sblock]

Francis quietly gets up off the drow, and speaks to Anna as innocently as possible. "Our new friend got really excited in trying to tell Karra where the stolen goods are. That's all."

 

[Anastrace]

Leira Olren

Leira clears her throat uncomfortably. Obviously upset at lying openly to Anna. "Ah yes, she was excited," she paused, staring icily at Francis, "but I don't think she'll be that excited again, will she Francis?" She looked over at Francis.

 

[FrancisJohn]

[sblock=Mini Stats]Francis John, III
HP: 7/7
AC: 18 FF:14 T:15
CMB: 0 CMD: 13
Fort: -1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Perception: +7 Initiative: +3
Bluff: +13 Sense Motive: +5
Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6
Bolts Remaining: 20/20
Unarmed: Dagger +2 d3+1
Adaptable Luck: 1/3[/sblock]

Content that any and all messages that he generously has sent have been warmly received, Francis courteously smiles and and meagerly offers, "I certainly wouldn't think so."

 

[Aura]

Anzaldo
The mule driver speaks up, interjecting into Francis' and Leira's exchange. "Well tat's not what I saw, Anna. Te lil guy sat in te crow's chest, puttin his weight on er, and growled. Ten she screamed in pain. Rite, Leira?" He looks at the monk with an undisclosed scowl on his face

For her part, Anna doesn't take a definitive side either way in the disagreement.

 

[Lindeloef]

"Yes Francis, please refrain from such actions from now on. I think the drow will cooperate now." Karra says hastily. She turns back to the drow "That was the psychotic Halfling I was talking about. Hmmm... sorry about this rude interruption. Can we come back to the answering questions part? Why are a band of Drow on the surface robbing travelers and where did your companions bring the robbed goods? Cause we need them back."

 

[FrancisJohn]

[sblock=Mini Stats]Francis John, III
HP: 7/7
AC: 18 FF:14 T:15
CMB: 0 CMD: 13
Fort: -1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Perception: +7 Initiative: +3
Bluff: +13 Sense Motive: +5
Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6
Bolts Remaining: 20/20
Unarmed: Dagger +2 d3+1
Adaptable Luck: 1/3[/sblock]

Francis John III, the self-proclaimed halfling prince, struts on over to Anzaldo and whispers to Anzaldo, "no more leaf for you!", in a brash hushed tone.

 

[Anastrace]

Leira Olren

Leira looks a bit hesitant before answering, looking between Francis (who still looked quite intimidating despite his stature), and Anzaldo before answering. "Yes..yes sir. That's right. He won't be doing it again though, or I'll wrestle him to the ground myself."