1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 initiative.
Kewyn shakes her head forgeting the bloody clothes and runs in the door behind Clifford. She sees a fight may be starting and starts to recount an epic story of a group of innocent debtors who overthrew an abusive loan shark.
inspire courage:+1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage roll

The baboon races into the small entry room making loud challenging noises but that is the last thing it ever gets to do as a spiked chain streaks out and cut the primate to shreads with just one attack. Blood spatters everywhere covering walls, the door, the floor and everyone in the room. As the blood drips down and pools around the baboon Violant shouts out "Approach" hoping to stop Smeed in his tracks using her magic but his will power must be greater than her spell as everyone hears a door slam upstairs and then another as Smeed goes further into the second floors rooms. Clifford follows Smeed up the stairs and finds himself infront of a closed door and behind her is the window they saw earlier from the street below, it is boarded over with some skill making escape a difficult process for anyone who would try. Down by the back room singing begins to drift around the townhome bringing courage to the heroes.....

Violant shakes baboon blood off of her hands and shoots an aggrieved look to Zarenrae. "Thanks. I guess..."

She makes sure to close the door once everyone has entered, to avoid interference from passersby, and mutters an invocation that causes the blood on her clothing and skin, and in her hair, to fly off and splatter on the floor, leaving her unsullied, if still looking somewhat put out.

Prestidigitation makes everything better!

Zaranae grins at Vee and shrugs, "I never said I was subtle. Just..effective"

Kewyn continues her story of courage as she walks around the 2 rooms looking for anything that might catch her fancy.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 perception

Clifford continues towards the top of the house while saying
"Could someone stop the bleeding of this poor ape ?" Once at the top of the stairs . "Hello, mister , could I suggest a prompt surrender. Otherwise they might be growing angry ... "

Charsis claps Zaranae on the shoulder as he passes and gives her a wink. Good reactions, I wasa bit rattled by that door. It's all good now though, so let's see what we can find upstairs shall we."
He makes his way up the stairs to stop at the door. He tries the handle just to make sure it's not unlocked but shrugs and decides to make sure it stays unlocked anyway. He hefts his Earthbreaker and brings it down on the door handle with an almighty thud that reverberates down the stair towards the others and rattle Clifford on the sstep next to him.

At Clifford's request, Violant steps forward and attempts a Heal check to staunch the ape's bleeding.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

With the baboon dead and blood everywhere the group can now concentrate on Smeed himself who has locked himself in a room upstairs. Shaking blood off herself, Violant, her face annoyed at the primates filth covering her simply mutters to herself a small invocation to quickly remove the blood off her body. After that is taken care of she moves to close the door so no one passing by on the street will see them at work and the mess their work has caused already. She notices a few folks passing slowly with narrowed eyes at the town home but move off quickly at the sight of her closing the door. In this part of town its best to mind one's own business than be to curious. Zee grins at Vee and her displeasure but is satified at the result of her work. In the center room Kewyn continues to sing softly her story of courage as she looks around for anything of interest but finds only normal objects one would have in their living quarters. Upstairs Clifford issues a statement at his own displeasure at the baboon's blood still flowing out of it. He then issues another statement, this one directed at Smeed himself demanding his immediate surrender or things could get worse for him if he does not. No response comes from inside the door. Behind him Charsis appears and tries the handle finding it locked, shrugs and hefts his mighty weapon bring the Earthbreaker down on the door handle with a loud thud that cleanly knocks the handle and some of the door itself to the floor along with the weapon which shakes the floor and Clifford when it finishes it decent. A shriek comes from inside the door and another door can be heard slamming shut. Downstairs, Vee steps forward to the baboon's carcass in attempt to stop the flow of blood at Clifford's request and is successful in her efforts but again soils herself on the primates life essence. The creature is very dead she determines seeing the affectiveness of Zee's attack but at least no more blood will spill forth from this beast..........

Smiling to himself at his handywork, Charsis wrenches his Earthbreaker from the step and uses it to prod open the clearly busted door, ready, after the baboon downstaris, for anything that may leap at them from this new room.
He peers inside, looking for the next door awaiting his ministrations.

Peering into the new room freshly opened by Charsis, a small and simple but serviceable kitchen. The room is long and narrow with a small cooking stove, a chiller, a long wooden table with many cut marks from food preperation and shelves with cooking utensils and some preserved goods. At the other end of the kitchen is a closed door leading further into the second floor....

Charsis strides forward intot he room, taking a quick look around before heading straight to the other door. Not waiting for the others, he once again hefts his Earthbreaker with a smile and brings it down onto the handle with an almighty crash.

Leaving the others behind, Charsis crosses to the next door. Seeing nothing of interest he hefts his weapon again and slams the doors handle to the floor shaking the town home again. The door swings open from Charsis's action giving him full view of the room which is Smeed's bedroom. Its filthy, cluttered with discarded bits of food, dirty clothes and other trash. The room takes up most of the rest of the second floor, although not much of the floor can be seen with all of the clutter on it. Standing at the doorway with not a complete view of the whole room Smeed is still not visible to Charsis.....

Clifford will follow Charsis for now

Violant will trail behind, getting a chance to catch up as Charsis stops to break doors, and carefully checking to make sure that the odious man isn't hiding and hoping to dash for freedom once we advance past him...

Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Zee walks to stand beside Charsis a grin on her face as she whirls a portion of her chain.

Charsis stands at the door into Smeed's room with a smile of satisfaction on his face at another door being smashed in. From behind he is joined by the others who peer in the room also but Smeed is not to be seen. The last to follow is Vee as she takes her time searching the place for any possible hiding places Smeed might have used to throw them off his trail. She does a good job is quite sure he is in the room where her mates now stand. Even with all of the mess in this room there are not really any places to hide for the man. Taking a step further into the room reveals another door on the same wall they are standing towards the front of the town home. Its closed of course, so this might be where Smeed is but the bed or the table covered in clothing might also hide your prey.......

Charsis feels Zaranae standing close to him and half turns, grinning his lopsided grin at her and pointing to the bed and table. He then points to himself and the door, before once more heftinghis Earthbreaker and bringing it down on the door handle and trying to wrench open the door.

Winking at Charsis, Zee draws a smokestick from her pack and prepares to light whispering, "On three"

On the count of three the earthbreaker smashes the door open as the rest search the rest of the room for Smeed's hiding spot. He is found curled up in a ball in the closet covered with shards from the door that was just smashed in by Charsis. He immediately begins to beg for his life, Don't kill me, I'll forgive the debt that Saul owes me.....please don't kill me..... he wimpers as he says this hoping the promise of the debt will be enough to spare his life...

" Don't worry . we are not here to kill you unless you do not reply to our questions . Now , what can you tell us of this debt of Mr Vancaskerkin ? how old is it and what are the modalities for repaying it ?

" Don't worry. we are not here to kill you unless you do not reply to our questions.