The road to Vrux.

"Poor Francesca!?! Poor Francesca!?? This woman tried to murder 2 people, and I captured her alive! By all the gods man, look at what she and her accomplises have done!" Morrison points around the bloodsplattered room. "You need to start accepting that some of your employees were not who you thought them to be."
 

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Fror smiles at Makas suggestion and nod his affirmation.

Makas Bluff 7 -2 + 5
The mercenary visibely looking for anything to starts a fight, quickly picks up with Makas weak and unconvincing attempt to provoke them. The leader answers back "Hey short stub who did you call ugly. Did you look at yourself. Hahahaha, I would be ashamed to go out in public" The group closes on Makas. The villager also distracted by his intervention turns their attention on him.

Quickly seeing thing degenerate the owner grabs a club hidden under his cooking napron. "Please everybody be quiet there was enough blood drawn today, let's all stay civilised. Makas I am a bit dissapointed by your attitude I thought Dwarf from the mountain were more civilised and respectfull (roll initimdate 15)

The warrior slowly back off of looking at Makas with a hainous drunk looks. "We will see each other again UGLY and that time you won't be as lucky, you can count on me"

The distraction allowed Fror to quickly search the barmaid body unseen (sleight of hand 16 DC 12) As the crowd cool down Makas can notice a smile of pride on his little friend face.

The dwarf looks angrily at Morrison as he question the reputation of his Inn and his staff. (Diplomacy 6 ) The comment really annoyed the dwarf who tries to contain his rage. He looks at the blood and his forced to acknowledge the facts. One thing for sure is that Morrison didn't made a new friend.

Utrolac approaches Morrison. "I suggest we put her in my bed, as we wait for the authority. He turns towards the dwarf "Hopefully someone call the them, no?"

The dwarf still angry against Morrison answer roughly "No"

He turns toward the mercenary and asks them to go get the nearest patrol outside. A few mercenary leaves but others stays around.
 
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Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor walks over to the dwarf who owns the bar "I really am sorry if I sounded like I was accusing you, it was a poor choice of words. Almost being killed makes one a bit on edge and prone to rash words"

Calondor then leans against the wall waiting for the authority's to come.
 

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Rell continues to watch the people in the room to prevent any trouble. He takes what he hopes will be menacing pose to discourge any rash actions. He waits patiently for the authorities trying not to think about bread.
 

Makas sees the club. He wasn't expecting that and doesn't want to challenge the bar keeper - not only because he is a dwarf. "Looking forward to it," he says in reply to the merc - standing his ground for a few moments before letting the bar keep intervene and disperse the crowd.

He notices Fror's grin and heads back down to the table for another ale and waits for the gnome to reveal his findings.
 

Makas and Fror returns downstairs, the place is empty, except for the body of the men who attacked Calondor upstairs. Seeing the body Fror quickly runs towards the unattended body. "Better get rid of the evidence as quickly as possible" Not explaining more he approaches it and starts searching in the men's pocket. After a quick search Makas sees his face lit "TADAM" He says pulling out a bunch of colored piece of papers. He then heads back towards Makas and shows him the paper. "Look at this my friend, take a good look and tell me what you see" Adds the gnome with pride. Makas recognises extremely well done images of each members of the group. Calondor had a 1 drawn under his picture, Fror a 2, Rell a 3, Morrison a 4 and Makas a 5. "Looks like I was the second on the hit list"

Makas carefully observes the images, he is astonished by the quality of the drawing. He almost beleive that he his looking at himself in a mirror. (OOC There actually magical picture but Makas doesn't know that). On each of the images Makas (search roll 19+2 ; Fror search 9 DC 10) He notices from the background of the images and they way each of the character is dress that these images depict moments of yesterday.

Fror concentrates a few seconds on the picture saying strange words and doing slight movement of the hand "They are magical, I feel conjuration magic emanating from these images"
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A few seconds later 4 guards enter the Inn. They all wear the colors of the village. One of them kneel near the body of the dead assassin. The other three heads upstair. About a minute later a women dressed in a beautifully crafted chain shirt and wearing a nicely carved bastard sword on her back enters the Inn. She is beautifull and extremely imposing, all her flesh seems to be covered with tatooes. She seems pretty strong physically and both Makas and Fror are sligthly intimidated by her presence. As she enters the room she quickly scans the area stoping on Makas and Fror. She then looks at them with eyes that could chill their blood.

She slowly approaches them keeping her eyes on them. Her large leather boots knocking hard on the wooden floor with each steps.

"Gentlemen, my name is Gabriella, I am responsible of the security around here" She says in an extremely cold fashion.

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The three other guards arrive upstair. They quickly interrogate the dwarf who accuratly describes what he knows. Utrolac does the same, and Calondor (roll diplomacy 15+7;search 10+2) who gives an extremely convincing argument but not a lot of proof. It doesn't really matters as the guards really got impressed by the half-elf presentation more than it's actual content. Morrison and Rell only corroborates the facts. After about 5 minutes without asking more question the guard who seems to be in charge asks Morrison to give her the barmaid, they will bring her back and will interrogates her, to get more information on who called for the attack on the bard. They seems confused on why a group from the village would attack two strangers without any good motives.

The rest of the mercenaries also corroborate the story and the group is released. The three guards heads back down with the lady on their shoulders.
 

Makas grimaces as Fror rushes forward to loot the body. But he keeps watch nonetheless in case the gnome should get into trouble.

"Number 5!" he grumbles. "Is that how they see me! Damn their skinny hides they'll learn to regret underestimating me if I get my hands on them."

"These must have been made in the camp yesterday. There's a mole there! Someone who can use magic to boot."

As Gabriella enters, Makas realises that they are caught like a coney in the open with no where to hide. He grimaces as the striking lady approaches and introduces herself, but decides to let Fror do the talking for the moment.

OOC: Did Fror find anything useful on the barmaid he ransacked earlier?
 

OOC Fror finded the first set of picture on the lady, so he assumed the other could also have a similar set. Having your picture on the killer could have rose suspiscion.

Fror visibely intimidated doesn't know what to say and starts to nervously mumbles "Hello ... My name is Fror and this is my friend Makas, we are two travellers. Something happened upstairs but looks like it's taken care of now.

He finishes laughing nervously almost as if he wanted to hide something. (roll bluff 8)

She keeps her cold look on Fror visibely not convinced by his explanation.
"There's been a lot of trouble lately in the area" She adds coldly keeping her accusing look on Fror "But I am here to make sure that it come to an end" She finishes approaching her menacing face near Fror.

Both Fror and Makas notice the women purple eyes turning almost red, they seems to be changing color with her mood.

Makas (sense motive roll xxx) senses that Fror is about to crack under pressure.
 

Calondor (half-elf bard)

"Well. I suppose we are done here. Want to get a drink Utrolac?" Calondor goes down stairs after he get's an answer.
 

Makas sense that Fror is about to blurt out more information, 'which mightn't be a bad thing' thinks Makas, if he knew who to trust.

"The people involved in the ruckus are all upstairs, milady," he says, hoping to get her to focus on the job at hand.
 

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