Lucias nods to Xrezth, chiming in.
"Our best bet is to take the warden by surprise, so we should pay him a visit first. If he is a powerful wizard as we have been told, I would not like to give him the chance to prepare for us.
Beyond that, the guard mentioned that if there were a map of the prison, it would be in the warden's office. I highly doubt they would not keep maps of the surrounding area as well. Given that none of us have traveled through the moors, I would imagine such a map would be helpful in finding this benefactor... unless I am wrong, and one of you thinks you could guide us to the old Moor Road?
I also would like to agree with our friend here that it is in all of our best interests to work together, and meet this benefactor of ours. Like it or not, we are nothing alone, at least for now."
R'Chir will take the clothes from one of the guards and put the clothes on, including spare armor.
"Well, perhaps we could get out of here without excess bloodshed? As much as I am sure the thought titillates you, the possibility also exists that it is our blood that will be shed in addition."
Turning to R'Chir as he indicates his desire to exit the prison without bloodshed: Unless you are skilled enough to be able to walk out of the impregnable fortress that is Branderscar Prison, I doubt we are going to be able to avoid bloodshed. The guard spoke of a bridge. Unless I am mistaken, the purpose for a bridge leading to and from a prison is to create a death zone onto which archers and mages can rain all hell upon those attempting to enter or escape from the prison.
She then pauses for a moment considering the situation.
Should you wish to see if you can sneak out, you are free to do so. Personally, I think that Grumblejack and I would prefer leaving without being shot from behind as we cross the bridge.
I suppose it was just wishful thinking that they would be too busy drinking and playing cards..." R'Chir says as he adjusts the cap on his uniform.
"I say we start a fire..." Dashuun says with a flicker in his eyes. "As a distraction."
You smooth skins make too much noise, I'll scout out ahead. Try not to knock into anything... Rengar proceeds ahead quietly, keeping an eye out for potential danger.
Xrezth follows behind the cat as quietly as she can in case any more guards need quick silencing.
Perception:
Stealth:
"Whatever. The one who marked me needs to die, then we can meet this "benefactor"
After Xrezth leaves, a low growl is heard in the room. I wonder what it could be.
R'Chir will follow, still in disguise.
I look to Rengar and quietly say: Seems to easy. Gotta be something we are missing.
I slowly move down into the room watching for any more guards, or guard dogs.
Perception:
Are there any exits from the room?
Ahhhh some real food! Rengar sneakily looks for the source of the food.
Dashuun keeps his distance behind the group, not wanting to give them away.
Dimral takes the fallen foe's armor and shield. Then he follows the others without uttering a sound.
Lucias stays behind near Dashuun to avoid giving the group away. Stealth was never his strong suit.
Same here. Feel free to npc rchir as I'll be on a plane the next 14 hrs
"Wuh?" Dogar shakes his head, coming out of one of his occasional stupors "Damn it! What'd I miss!"
Seeing the now two dead guards and the large Orge in their midst, keeping an eye on the giant humanoid Dogar makes his way to the guards, searching them througholy for anything of value, particularly armor, weapons, gold and keys. And booze!
Once satisfied that neither body retains anything of value, Dogar moves along after the rest, moving as quietly as he can. However being distracted once again by the Ogre, he accidentally knocks over a chair.
Stealth:
"Hey! Watch where ye place them oversized feet o'yers! Ye big lump o' dog meat!" as he tries to fully put the blame on the Orge.
Bluff:
When the woman mentions the rendezvous with their benefactor once they've escaped he answers angrily "I don't follow no Lord, 'Dark' nor otherwise. But I'll come to yer little meeting, as I always been one tae pay my debts." the glare in his eye clearly indicating that he is referring to more than one kind of debt.
Dogar finds no booze.
Rengar determines the source of the good smelling food is from the chimney/fireplace to the south.
There are stairs going down.
I look over at Regnar - Lets check that other door. <-- to room #20
Lucias follows behind everyone.
Dimral follows follows standing just behind Xrezth and Rengar
This is a simple room with four chairs and a table.
I carefully look around the room to see whether there is anything hidden here.
Perception:
Xrezth looks at the others, and evil glint in her eyes.
Too bad, looks like this used to be a torture chamber. Perhaps we will have a chance to try it out on some of the guards before we are done here.
She then beckons the others down into the room.
I have not seen any others here. Seems our next step is to head further down to see where the next soon to be dead guard are. Also, we need to keep an eye out for the magic using warden.
Unless someone stops here, Xrezth begins to quietly go down the stairs to see what is next.
Stealth:
Perception:
Still with an eye to find some alchohal, Dogar searches every room he enters, and any body he comes across or helps create.
DM Salsa - did you get my last post? Unless there is some other place on this level, I begin to head down the stairs in room 17.
Was there another exit? Hard to tell on the map whether there was another way out.
Once again Dimral follows without speaking a word but giving wveryone grim hateful looks.
Looking forward to bashing some heads soon, Dogar slaps his cudgel into the palm of his meaty hand "If'n I don't find somethin' tae drink soon, I'm gonna kill somebody! Ha! Who am I kiddin', I'm gonna kill someone anyway!"
Continuing to follow the sneaky types at the front, the dwarf also continues to look for anything alcoholic to drink.
I'll team up with R'Chir (and take his money).