[Tavern] Tower's Shard '09

[EvolutionKB]

"Brews, I need a private room for a few minutes to discuss something in private." Tamarand says to the warforged, then whispers to Lady Roswyn "Perhaps we need to go discussthings with our prisoner?"

Brews points to a door in the back corner of the room. Rohna throws the unconscious kobold over her shoulder and Tamarand opens the door. Beyond is a cool dimly lit room and a single chair. Tying the kobold down, and couple of slaps to the face and the kobold awakens.

"Now, you're going to tell us all about this Dancing Kobold place, or else I'll need to teach you why us drow are feared" he whispers

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If you don't want me to leave you at this dark elf's mercy, you'd better help us out. If you're helpful, maybe I can get him to let you go...

What is your gang trying to do, anyway? Why have you been taking away those shopkeepers? If you tell me what you want, maybe we can reach some agreement. At least maybe I can keep you from getting carved up by the drow...

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"I'll tell you anything you want, just don't hurt me," the kobold squeaks fearfully at the drow's threat. When Roswyn speaks, the kobold relaxes a bit. "We take money and goods for our boss. When they stop providing for us, we take them and put them in shackles."

 

[renau1g]

"So where do you take them once they're in shackles?" Tamarand asks

 

[EvolutionKB]

"In the sewers below The Kobold...Please don't hurt me, I don't want to become one of them..." The kobold shudders.

 

[ryryguy]

Roswyn's face is a picture of concern as she reaches out and takes the kobold's claw. "Become one of what? The more you tell us, the more we can help you."

 

[EvolutionKB]

The kobold flinches as Roswyn touches it. "The walking dead. They hunger for flesh...You let me go now?"

 

[renau1g]

"You still haven't told us where this Dancing Kobold is, or even what it is? Also, whats this about walking dead, tell us more?" Tamarand says casually, balancing one of his blades on his index finger.

 

[EvolutionKB]

Looking at the drow's skill, he nervously gives directions to the Dancing Kobold. "It's a place for our kind, others go there too though. Others that don't want to be found. Other criminals and such."

Shaking his head, "It'd be hard for you to get in there. There was lots of people who saw us fight. They'd recognize you. I don't know about the dead, it just happened." The creature struggles a bit more with the ropes. "Let me go now?"

 

[ScorpiusRisk]

The door to the Shard swings open and a young female's sillouette fills its frame. As Shava steps forward, the light from within revealed her striking features. The slightly pointed ears of a half-elf. A slim frame, and fair appearance, that has only been slightly weathered by hard work. The only real indication of the roughness that was in her past was her very strong stance, and posture, which marked her as a disciplined woman of military training.

Her left hand flickered, and a small gust closed the door behind her.

"Shava d'Lyrandar. Stormbearer and looking for some independent work." It had been a few years since she had come to the tavern, but she remembered it's traditions well.

 

[ryryguy]

Shaking his head, "It'd be hard for you to get in there. There was lots of people who saw us fight. They'd recognize you. I don't know about the dead, it just happened." The creature struggles a bit more with the ropes. "Let me go now?"

"You've been very helpful," Roswyn says reassuringly. "Are you sure there's nothing else we should know? Anything you're not telling us?"

Insight for kobold's response (1d20+7=13)

 

[Vertexx69]

Rohna picks up the warhammer and wills it to manifest its elemental ability with a whirl around her back, while the others question their captive little kobold would-be assassin. If nothing happens she will turn to Tondrek. "You're an artificer right Tondrek? What can you tell me about this weapon here?"