Ptolus: The Prison of the Sahuagin Queen

[Cthulhudrew]

Vanden was nonplussed. "Shouldn't we simply tell him what we are about? Surely the Watch will be amenable to our further investigations?"

 

[Erekose13]

"Doubt it." Maugra whispers as she walks on past the guard. She does not intend to stop. Whether they turn later to take Garnet up on his offer they shouldn't do it now that they've been spotted.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

The far side of the Ten Bells -- what was once Coraithe Whitetree's hovel -- appears unguarded at first, although the front door is wide open.

After a moment, it's clear why that's so: The gnomish watchman who was supposed to be watching the door is over at the nearby bakery, where he's involved in a loud argument about the price of sticky buns.

 

[Voadam]

Without hesitation Garn strides in, instinctively taking advantage of the opening.

 

[Erekose13]

Maugra follows indicating the rest should do likewise, and quietly.

 

[Trench]

Ada smiles and follows the others as quietly as her considerable frame can manage.

 

[Cthulhudrew]

With a slight frown, Vanden joins his companions as they sidle into the Ten Bells under the voluminous (and preoccupied) nose of the watchman.

 

[Voadam]

Garn heads straight down getting out of casual hearing distance of the entryway rapidly.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Coraithe's hovel has gotten a thorough going-over by watchmen and, possibly, inquisitive gnome journalists. The entrance to the Ten Bells is no longer remotely hidden or secret, and (mostly dried) muddy footprints lead in and out of the tavern.

 

[Trollbabe]

Garnet moves quickly so that the distracted guard won't notice him and slips inside with the others. Retracing his the steps of their last visit he moves to the cellar way. "Hopefully there won't be any investigators downstairs to bother us."