Tavern Tales Chapter #1: The Forgotten Forge

As Hammer continues to survey the bridge, his eyes fall upon a body, soaked in blood, laying in the bridge. Without even thinking, Hammer charges forward, pushing all of his speed into his run as he approaches the body.
 

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Seeing hammer pick up his pace, Roger yells "YOU BIG HUNK OF MITHRIL! DON'T TOUCH IT! If you contaminate the scene, I may never figure out what happened."

If given further chance to explain, Roger will calmly tell Hammer that "I know more then a little about coaxing information from the scene of an... event. And I have a better chnce of figuring out what happened here if you don't interfere."
 

Hammer slowly stops his run, and slowly turns around, a menacing glare in his eyes as he walks up to Roger and places one massive hand around his throat, raising him into the air as he coldly speaks, "Listen human, I know who you are. I know your tactics, your double manuevering of stories, the Silver Flame sees much more than you realize. Now, if you ever insult me, or my Church again, I shall assure you that it will be the most painful mistake of your life. Understand?"
 

Struggling for breath, Roger does his best to be non-threatening. "Look, you seem like a nice guy, I just had to get your attention, right? You want to help this guy, right? Then I had to stop you from messing around with the scene. Now I can investigate, and we can find out who did this, okay?"
 

Macbeth said:
Struggling for breath, Roger does his best to be non-threatening. "Look, you seem like a nice guy, I just had to get your attention, right? You want to help this guy, right? Then I had to stop you from messing around with the scene. Now I can investigate, and we can find out who did this, okay?"

Still glaring at him, Hammer tightens his grip on the man's neck, coldly replying, "I was not going to disrupt the scene human, I was going to guard the body from whoever killed this person. I have killed countless of your kind over the years, and I know, whoever killed a person in Sharn likely did it for a reason. Now, get to work."

With that, he gives him one final glare and forcefully throws him to the floor, smashing the human full force into the hard bridge. As he does, he turns around and begins to walk back to the body.
 

Roger adjusts himself, and as he stands up tells Hammer
"Glad we have an understanding. And my name is Roger, if you care. Don't call me human.

Then he will move on to the crime scene and investigate.
 

Snow-in-Dusk, about to fall into a run towards the fallen body, stops dead in her tracks when she sees Hammer's actions to the human called "Roger". Again, a low growl rumbles in her chest - a far deeper and more ominious sound than one would have thought possible from the slight lass - and her eyes narrow on the warforged. "Not evil be ye, eh? Again, the words do not match the actions, 'Flamer!" She nearly spits the last word, and then she lopes over to the body. Regardless of any words to the contrary, if she reaches the body and if it still lives, she will cast a spell.

OOC: If I am able to cast the spell, please let me know, as I will roleplay it accordingly. :)
 

"Hey everyone. Hey everyone. Hopefully they are listening to me. I think that would be great if they would, since there seems to be a lot of conflict between those three." Litlow jumps up and down to grab everyone's attention. "Calm down. We are reasonably assured that none of us did this. I saw someone sulking around in the shadows, so we can make a good guess that that person did this. They managed to get over the railing of the bridge, obiviously scared of Hammer." He slowly pronounces the name while looking towards Roger. "We do not need to antagonize each other. It is not going to help this man. Let's see what Snow can do for him and then I will run to get the watch. Okay? After that we can go our seperate ways."
 

Snow-in-Dusk glances up quickly from where she is examining the body and quips, "No, Hammer did not do *this*, but what was done by him was seen - and it was not good..." She drops her eyes again to the wounded one...
 

Snow and Roger examine the body, freshly killed. He was an old man, human, with a number of papers and trinkits lining his shirt pockets.

Hammer, Roger, and Snow: Just as you latter two begin to lean forward for a closer inspection, you hear clamping, like the sound of metal on stone, just under the gushing of rain. It appears to be coming from the nearest side of the bridge (south).

Suddenly, a cloaked figure leaps up to the side of the railing, its 'eyes' glowing from under its hood.

Initiative: Hammer, Snow, Unknown Climber, Roger. The climber is clinging to the railing adjacent to the corpse, immediatly to the south of the party. Everyone but Litlow gets a standard action in their initiative order. The gnome is flatfooted. :)


Diagram (crude):

RS
HL
e

e=enemy
 
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