[Planescape] Squaring the Circle Redux - IC

[Thanee]

Zoe Windwalker

Zoe follows the others upstairs, after the meeting has been arranged. Since Blade already addressed the elf, who seems to be Badurth, and the one who might be able to tell them about Daubei's Obscure Woe, she takes a seat and remains silent for now, keeping an eye on Badurth, while tapping her fingers nervously on the armor protecting her right thigh.

 

[deadestdai]

Guzzling the milk until the cup was empty and recieving a milky-moustache for her enthusiasm did't notice the others leave with the Genasi.

So when she made a quick scan of the area, she just assumed they had gone for a dip into the jink-fountain and that they'd be back again soon.

Deciding the best way to pass the time was to "earn" herself a little extra jink, Flaust cases out the patrons of the establishment for an easy mark.

Spoiler

Search +9 or Spot +11

 

[Ferrix]

Donner remains relatively quiet when dealing with the dark-elf, his gruff manner only going over when a strong hand is needed. He scratches Grizzle behind the ear.

 

[Ashy]

Without further ado, Burrow does his best to impale the foul thing on the tip of his horn. He is somewhat hampered by the resilience of the creature's supernaturally tough hide but the sheer might of his chosen animal form overwhelms its fortitude, punching through skin to pierce organs and tear flesh. The monster, realizing the seriousness of its predictament after the first blow lands, begins to fight back in earnest, though most of its frantic attacks go wild. In the end, it dies ignominiously with a gurgle as Burrow drives his horn through the its black heart.

Initiative:
Burrow (97/100)
Thing That Had Been Trying to Burrow (dead)

First round, Burrows hits 17+15-4=28 for 5+3+12+1-10=11 points. Creature whiffs. Second round, Burrow hits 8+15-4=19 for 1+5+12+1-10=9 points. Creature manages to land a claw for 3 points in return. Burrow makes his Fort save 4+12=16. Third round, Burrow hits 4+15-4=15 for 2+4+12+1-10=9 points. Creature whiffs. Fourth round, Burrow hits 13+15-4 =24 for 5+6+12+1-10=14 points and the thing dies. The -4 penalty to hit comes from being grappled and applies to both sides. The -10 penalty to damage comes from the creature's DR.

Burrow gores the creature a few more times and then he tramples on it for several more minutes, just to be sure (or perhaps to make himself feel better). He then, still standing atop the creature, waits several minutes, watching the wounds, specifically noting if the creature has any sort of regenerative abilities. 'Blasted fiends', he thinks to himself, ''ey don't have th' common decency to stay dead!'

 

[Sephiroth no Miko]

Kiaros follows him to make sure there are no ambushes awaiting the group. Taking special note of the elven dancer, ..a favorite, perhaps a confidante?.., he studies the room and its occupant.

[Kiaros rolled Hide 6+24=30, Listen 12+20=32] When you follow Ivth up to see Badurth (before everyone else), the drow is alone save for the dancing girl and a silent manservant who brings him food and clears away the dishes. Ivth converses with him quietly for a moment or two, and though their voices are low, you are able to pick up the gist of their exchange with little trouble. Nothing is mentioned that would alarm you or indicate that Ivth knows more than he pretends to, though you do notice that Badurth looks rather intrigued by the mention of Daubei's Obscure Woe. He bids Ivth to bring the party in, casually overruling the genasi's protests about the credibility of the group. After Ivth leaves, Badurth casts a few spells, none of which appear to have a physical manifestation, and then settles down to wait, puffing on his pipeweed and watching the elven girl whirl gracefully amidst a swirl of gauzy veils and scarves with detached interest.

Guzzling the milk until the cup was empty and recieving a milky-moustache for her enthusiasm did't notice the others leave with the Genasi.

So when she made a quick scan of the area, she just assumed they had gone for a dip into the jink-fountain and that they'd be back again soon.

Deciding the best way to pass the time was to "earn" herself a little extra jink, Flaust cases out the patrons of the establishment for an easy mark.

Spoiler

Search +9 or Spot +11

[Flaust rolled Spot 14+11=25] You prowl around the edges of the festhall, avoiding the suspicious glances of the bouncers. There's no lack of marks in this place, what with half the patrons drunk and the other half even drunker. For instance, you spy several humans standing in front of a cage with an tiefling lass writhing salaciously inside it....

 

[deadestdai]

Sidling up near to the humans and acting all non-descript (Or as much as she can.), Flaust makes an effort to look like she is watching the dancing girl with the men whilst usuing her body to block the movements of her hands as they try to fleece the marks' purses or other easily retrievable belongings.

Spoiler

Slight of Hand +14

 

[Sephiroth no Miko]

"The life of a friend, and the fate of many others," Blade says with a bow to the man. She politely declines to sit in order to avoid puncturing the man's furniture.

Badurth smiles thinly. "An answer which is nearly no answer at all," he chuckles, not seemingly offended in the least. Steepling his hands in front of him, Badurth considers the group through lidded eyes. "Very well, you wish to know where this estate, this Daubei's Obscure Woe lies, while I have a business to run." He waves at the luxurious surroundings around him dismissively. "No, no, not the festhall... that is merely a pleasant diversion. Foremost, I am an information broker... how do you planars put it? Ah yes, a 'merchant of the chant.' And this dark will run you 5,000 gold, no questions asked." He shrugs languidly. "I would be willing, however, to reduce the price in exchange for information. Your choice."

 

[Sephiroth no Miko]

Burrow gores the creature a few more times and then he tramples on it for several more minutes, just to be sure (or perhaps to make himself feel better). He then, still standing atop the creature, waits several minutes, watching the wounds, specifically noting if the creature has any sort of regenerative abilities. 'Blasted fiends', he thinks to himself, ''ey don't have th' common decency to stay dead!'

You watch it very, very closely but the bloody smear on the ground shows no signs of knitting itself back together ever again. The jellied organs don't even so much as twitch.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

Vlad raises an eyebrow. "Information? I'm not agreeing to anything, but before I even consider it, I'd like to know what you want to know. It seems like a fair trade, but I'd like to know its exact terms."

 

[Serpenteye]

Kiaros considers the dark-elf briefly. He had long since rid himself of any old Elven hatreds towards that race, but that only meant that he distrusted him as much as almost everyone else in the Multiverse.
He frowns momentarily when he hears the offer. Money was so much easier to take back than information. But on the other hand, since he didn't have any money the decicion was clearly out of his incorporeal hands.