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As the one-eyed woman begins her performance, Branth leaps up onto the nearest table (lets say square M12). Hefting a throwing axe in her right hand, she pauses briefly to take aim, then hurls the weapon at the one-eyed woman (assuming the other thug between us has moved out of the way; otherwise, I'll just peg him).
(assuming the thug I face doesn't drop me...)
Uathach squares off against the thug, "May Iomedae treat you as you deserve" and drives his sword forward in a piercing strike.
As Bron stays crouched in the shadows of the wall, a thug moved to just in front of the rogue. Smiling to himself and gripping his weapons tightly, Bron made his move and attacked with both his swords. Main-Hand Basic Attack (1d20+3=5)
Swinging the sword in his main hand, his attack whistled harmlessly to the left. Off- Hand Attack (1d20+3=5) And his off-hand sailed far right.
"Damn" swore Bron cursing the drinks he had earlier.
Bron's slashing attacks fail to connect, and the thug turns at slashs at him, likewise with no success. 1d20+3=6 to hit. The wizard gestures and mubles a few words and a silvery arrow busts out and hit's Caladan in the chest. 1d20+3=6 damage. he one eyed women slashes at Branth with her rapier, but Branth rolls out of the wat of the strike. Uathach lunges forward and drives his sword into the thug's back. The man coughs once as blood bubbles from his mouth and then he slides of the sword into a heap.
Caladan staggers under the magical attack, before clambering up onto the table to get a clear shot. Nocking another arrow, he releases it at the wizard.
Attack (1d20+5)=24, Damage (1d8)=1
Bron attacks again with his main-hand Main-Hand attack (1d20+3=15) Damage (1d6+1=3) and follows up with his off-hand Off-Hand (1d20+3=4)
Most of the staff had fled when the commotion started, just like the patrons. The few bouncers who stayed eneded up being blinded like Silme. However as they shake off the spell's effects they quickly take charge of the two prisoners. One of them, a dwarf with a red beard, walks up to you. "Boss says youse should help yerselves to what ever they gots," he tells you. "Then he wants to talk to youse upstairs."
Edit: See my note about xp progression on the discussion thread.
Bron sheaths his blades and walks over to where the other dead thugs are and starts to pick through one of them. Bron searches for any thing that might explain why they attacked and if they were working for someone (as well as look for valuables). He then walks over to the stairs and begins to ascend them to Saul.
Recoiling the blade, Raoh sheathes it and heads off with Branth.
"What a day. Atleast we kept this place and the people safe from what ever they had planned."
"I guess," says Branth, looking a bit stunned by the sudden events. She looks over to Raoh. "I wonder what it was they were up to. Stealing the gold, or something more? Maybe this 'bossman Saul' will have some idea, ya think?"
Once upstairs you are taken to a finly appointed office. A large wooden desk dominates the room, but there are just enough comfortable looking high back chairs for each of you. The small man with the key hand is sitting behind the desk. He turns and looks at each of you.
"I would like to thank you for your actions today. You very likely saved my establishment from financial ruin," He says. "As a token of my gratitude allow me to offer you a few tokens. First, would any of you like a drink?"
After pouring the drinks for those who want them, he turns to the red haored dwarf. "Feldur," he says, "Please cash in these folks chips at double the going rate." "Sure ting boss," the dwarf replies and collects your chips. Then Saul turns back to you. "I have a proposition for you," he says. "How would you like to work for the Gold Goblin as my junior partners?"
"A say in all decisions, room and board if you need it, and a salary," Sauls says. "10 gold a week for starters."
Caladan gives the owner a curt nod of assent. "I'll work for you. For a little while at least. I may have to leave town shortly, but until I do...you have my eyes and my bow."
Indicating the thugs downstairs, Caladan asks the dwarf "Any idea who they were? Just bandits out looking for an easy mark? One of your competitors, perhaps?"
"Any idea who they were? Just bandits out looking for an easy mark? One of your competitors, perhaps?"
Branth looks around at everyone gathered. She is sitting in one of the high-backed chairs and holds a drink in her hand. She furrows her brow and looks at the little man behind the desk, interested in hearing his answer to Caladan's question.
Indicating the thugs downstairs, Caladan asks the dwarf "Any idea who they were? Just bandits out looking for an easy mark? One of your competitors, perhaps?"
"I have run afoul of some of the basses in my years here in Riddleport," Saul admits, indicating his missing hand. "Anyone of them would like to see me fail at this endevour. However, as much money as we had downstairs, it would not suprise me if it was just some punks looking for a big score."
"I'll take charge of the interr...questioning of the prisoners, let's see what we can find out about these low-lifes." "Now about that room..."
I bind them and take them to the room.
The surviving muscle tells Uathach that the wizard hired him for the job. The wizard's story is that he was hired by a man who kept his face cloaked the whole time they met. The plan was to rob the Goblin and it's patrons. The gang would get anything they looted from the people at the Goblin and they would turn over the chest of gold to the mystery man who was going to meet them at the docks at midnight.
The surviving muscle tells Uathach that the wizard hired him for the job. The wizard's story is that he was hired by a man who kept his face cloaked the whole time they met. The plan was to rob the Goblin and it's patrons. The gang would get anything they looted from the people at the Goblin and they would turn over the chest of gold to the mystery man who was going to meet them at the docks at midnight.
"And...where....were you supposed to meet him after the robbery?"