Six From Gate Pass - A War of the Burning Sky Campaign (3.5)

[digimattic]

Oh, so now haste is of the essence all of a sudden? I don't see any guards in here...

 

[The Bashar]

"Well there doesn't seem to be anyone here who is going to die a horrible death due to my inaction. So let's take care of our mission, not take a break to pilfer other people's things."

 

[Gregor]

Torrent weighs in:"While I'm opposed to petty thievery, I don't see tremendous harm in attempting to maximize our resources for this mission. I'm sure the owner of any looted objects would understand our need for them. I would also like to pay them back once we're able. I should warn you that as an account holder, I am aware that these lockers are well secured by both conventional locks and magical wards. I would also like to avoid a confrontation with the guards, so if we're going to do this, I suggest someone acts immediately and quietly."

 

[fromage67]

Lars stares at Torrent, dumbfounded. "Really! Nobody would mind? How do we get past the magical wards? Let me take a look."

Lars approaches the nearest locker and examines it.

 

[Gregor]

Torrent smirks at the rogue:"Ha, I didn't say nobody would mind. In fact, I think the dwarven guards would mind a great deal. I'm just of the opinion that if we're going to pocket a bit of resources that we can use towards succeeding at our mission, then lets do it. But, as I said...we're paying that person back when we get the chance. Well? What did you find? I'd like to get moving soon Lars."

[sblock="What Lars finds"]Lars, you search the exterior of the locker and though you give it a thorough examination, you don't find evidence of any wards beyond the well-made lock."[/sblock]

 

[fromage67]

Lars licks his lips nervously, plainly uncomfortable. "All right, never mind, let's go upstairs and meet this gnome."

 

[Gregor]

You all hear the sounds of feet on stone, and a beam of light cuts through the shadows at the top of the stairway.

"Cough! Cough!"

A short pug-faced gnome in blue robes hobbles down the steps and stops half-way down to the ground floor, holding his lantern out to get a better view. "Achoo!" he wipes his runny nose on his sleeve.

"You're here! Finally. I've been waiting for quite some time." he coughs again. "Ugh, I caught a rather annoying cold on my way here from Ragos."

 

[digimattic]

"You're here! Finally. I've been waiting for quite some time." he coughs again. "Ugh, I caught a rather annoying cold on my way here from Ragos."

Arnir suppresses a smirk with all his might and deadpans "Oh, sorry about that, Rivereye old chap...There was an issue with a kitten and a tree, you see..."

 

[The Bashar]

Hrimr thinks back to the briefing back at the pub, before the fire and the fighting:

"As for Badgerface, he was a spy from Lyceum, acting as a servant in the imperial palace for some of the higher ups in the ranks of the Ragesian Inquisitors. He'll be expecting contact from the Resistance as he's been told to wait for us at the tower. However, he'll be waiting to meet with his usual contact, a man named Peppin Tallman who seved with us here in the Gate Pass Resistance. Here is the issue we have to deal with: Peppin is dead, assassinated about a week ago by unknown assailants. Through divine magic we were able to speak with his spirit and learned of his scheduled meeting with Rivereye tonight. So, I am a touch concerned that someone else might be on to this case of intelligence."

"Why have you been waiting for us? Do you even know who we are? Who are you Gnome?"

OOC: He was expecting to meet a regular contact, why would he be expecting us?

 

[Gregor]

The gnome glances at Arnir with a quizzical look and then turns to the Hrimr.

"Why am I waiting for you? Do I know who you are? Peppin, stop messing around and come upstairs." He pauses to sneeze again. "I need your password to open the locker and case!"

Torrent raises an eyebrow at this curious exchange.