Vados sneaks around to the back of the building (T12) and positions himself near the window. He settles himself so that he's hidden by the shadows, but can still clearly see inside.
1d20 + 10
You recognize the human male exiting the door from your meeting this morning with the mages. The silent man with twin short blades hanging from his waist, who never spoke and never gave his name.
Through the Message spell Cindy whispers to Aria That looks like one of the mages. I am gonna bet its not. Repeat to all.
Vayga stomps into the inn mumbling and grumbling all the way to the bar. It's been one of those days and I'm about 'this' close to losing it. Instead of measuring the distance between her fingers she makes two tight fists and shakes them in front of her own face. Though she is standing at the bar it's more like she is talking to herself than the bartender in front of her. I'm going to need a few drinks and... with a resigned look I probably won't be able to walk out of here so I might as well pay for a room now. Finally making eye contact she forces a smile in a way she hopes in disarming. Not to worry, I don't cause trouble I just like to smolder a bit then sleep it off. That's true enough she thinks to herself.
Vayga places a gold coin on the bar, gathers her drink and stalks off to sit in front of the minstrel. She continues to mutter grumpily as if to herself about everything in the room. Dwarves grumble, half-orc ugly, gnome mage ugh, Snooty elves sipping wine.
Meanwhile she is examining everyone and grumping under her breath about what they look like as though she is personally offended by each and every one of them. As she describes what she's seeing Vayga imagines all the mean things they are saying about her to each other holding her temper on the verge of rage.
The elven man makes his way east, veering north, while the mage representative walks east and south, passing close by Cindy Lu and Garion.
Inside Vayga and Shiv see a strange sight. Coming down the stairs is a man dressed in a very strange set of... armor? It covers him head to toe, like full plate mail, but is of a design you've never seen before. The man has a cloak pulled down close over his head and walks with a definite limp.
He heads towards the front door.
The bartender smiles at Vayga, despite her mood, and gives her the asked for drink.
She also casts mage armor on herself, granting herself +2 armor AC, and Skyfire +4 armor AC.
Message
"Which one should we watch, Cindy Lu? I can see pretty much everything from up here."
Should I confront the one who looks like the mage representative?
Cindy moves mostly south (W35) and then tries her Slumber hex on the person that looks like the Mages Guild guard (in U39). Yes She says to Garion out loud but quitely. Then through the message spell she replies to Aria. I am attacking the one who looks like he is from the Mages. Tell the others.
Aria relays the message to Cindy Lu. The next round she informs the others about the attacks. Though by that time, they might already be able to see what's going on.
While she acts with the knowledge that Cindy Lu intends to attack the magocracy's representative (inward cringe), she delays to make certain that no innocents are injured in her release of power.
She reaches into her spell component pouch and pulls out the glass rod and the small bit of fur. With a quick stroke of the fur, a static charge is built on the glass, and with an arcane word it glows brilliantly with unreleased lightning.
She takes a five foot step to AI36
lightning bolt
AH36 to K41
, Reflex DC 16 to half damage.
After she casts the spell, she drops prone to the roof so that hopefully no one can see her.
Vayga hears Aria's whisper that confrontation is eminent and quickly changes her plans. She abruptly stands up, her hands in fists shake with unconcealed rage. You all think you're so much better than me with your fine cloths and fancy wine?She shouts. I can see you don't want me here. Well that's fine with me. I don't want to be around you either!
Init:
The man in the strange armor pushes out the front doors as Cindy is moving into position. He begins shouting as soon as he steps out, "Tunny! Tunny hold on a second, I need to speak with you!" The man breaks into a run, or as best of a run as his limp will allow. As he does so his strange suit of armor hisses and creaks.
You recognize this is no mere armor, but almost a living creature in its own right.
None turn to look in his direction though.
The man with twin blades collapses to the ground as Cindy Lu focuses her attention on him.
At Aria's instruction Skyfire takes to the sky, sparks of lightning flickering between his claws, winging towards the man.
Cindy whispers through the link to Aria That one is down. I'll disable it. Everyone pick a new target. Let people know.
Hold Person on the man in the strange armor. DC 15
Chains of magical energy encircle the man in the strange armor as Garion chants his spell.
They fail to take hold though. From the northeast an arrow flies from the direction of the stables. The elf who walked out just before the sleeping mage representative has taken cover around a doorway in the stables and fires an arrow at Garion.
The aim is true, but Garion's breastplate deflects much of the force of the attack.
At the sound of shouting from outside one of the men, a metal breasplate covering his torso, jumps up and runs to the door to look outside. A light steel shield is strapped across his back, and a tonfa swings at his side. His arms and legs are thick, powerful muscles showing underneath the sleeves of his shirt. A finely made cloak streams behind him as he rushes to the doors. His hair is cut very short, perhaps an inch in length is all.
Aria messages back. "I know. Just had to use the distraction attack to draw out the other targets. The only one you mentioned was the mage representative."
She screeches out a strange string of syllables, and Skyfire halts his movement to hover in mid-air, flapping his wings to hover above the road. Skyfire will charge the man in the strange armor at the next possibility.
(including bonus for higher ground and metal armor)
electrical
Vados sprints from around the corner, moving into the courtyard area and in behind the man with his strange metallic armor.
The armored man takes a step to the south, the words of a spell coming to his lips. There is a flash of green light that streaks from his hand to the man lying unconscious on the ground. With a shout of pain the fallen one awakens. As he does the summoner shouts at him in an unknown tongue. The language is rough and gutteral. "Væk ingen titte!"
With a puff of smoke the man on the ground vanishes. He can be heard scrambling away from his attackers.
The summoner casts acid splash at the fallen man.
Skyfire swerves towards the summoner, claws extended, and scratches at the armored man. Electricity arcs up and down the metal covering and the man gives a growl of pain.
Five men with light crossbows come running down the street from the east, Firyin's lackeys moving in to assist. Behind Vados can be seen several more moving to cover the windows on that side of the building.
There are shouts from those on the street and people begin to scatter in all directions.
Aria takes a 5 foot step back (hoping to be less visible behind the chimney) and begins muttering the words to conjure a small air elemental.
Cindy calls out to the crossbowmen advancing. The should have seen the prone man vanish. He is still there, around you somewhere. She then flies up and around the Summoner to the west, not getting into his reach. She will end her movement in the air 20' off the ground at T30 and use her slumber hex on the enemy in the doorway. She has tried to keep the fountain in between herself and the sniper in the stables that shot the cleric. A she flies she pulls her great axe from her back.
The man in the doorway succumbs to Cindy Lu's slumber hex.
Shiv 5ft steps (pulling his daggers) and readies to attack the slumbering man in the doorway if someone attempts to wake him.
As Cindy Lu floats into the air watching over the doorway a man in the street pushes into the inn, trying to get away from the fight breaking out in the streets. A number of patrons in the inn stand up and draw weapons as the commotion outside looks to be spilling into the inn. Though none seem interested in actually taking part in the fight.
Shiv mimics the other patrons pulling his daggers, though attempting to do so more surreptitiously.
The gnome in wizard robes sprints across the room from the middle table with surprising speed for one of his small stature, covering 45' of distance in just a few seconds to stand just outside the doors.
"Get up! We need to get rid of that caster!"
Then in that same guttural language the summoner used earlier he calls out. "Hvis de bueskyttere begynner å skyte på oss, foreslår jeg at vi trekke uten noe mer kamp. Det er ingen grunn til å gi våre fiender informasjon om oss før vi vet at vi kan vinne kampen."
The gnome reaches down to violently shake the man lying on the floor when Shiv leaps from his chair and slams one of his daggers into the mans arm.
Garion has no idea what the man in armor said. Garion steps up and smashes him with the mace. "It's not polite to speak so your guests can't understand you. Didn't your mother teach you any manners?"
Garion's mace smashes against the metal man with a loud clang that echoes off the nearby buildings. The opponent is unphased by the attack though.
A large half orc rises from a chair in the middle of the room, chanting the words of a brief spell. A medallion that he has pulled from underneath his shirt flashes briefly at the completion of the spell. He then bellows to those in the inn,
All eyes snap his direction and many of those who have still been in their seats rise amidst shouts filling the room, weapons coming free of sheathes or bows being picked up from tables.
The crowd has surprisingly mixed reactions. Some are plainly filled with greed at the possibility of reward. Others muttering dark things under their breath "Blasted mages deserve what they get."
The barkeeper pulls a heavy crossbow from underneath the bar shouting out, His words seem lost in the general commotion though.
By the time Vayga understands from Aria's whispers that things are definitely turning to conflict she has seen a variety of threatening foes and aggressive behaviors. Hopefully the confusions in the inn will make her movements less conspicuous.
No longer fussing or making unpleasant remarks about the other patrons Vayga stands and moves as close to the conflict as possible.