Eberron: Shadows of Breland (Fantasy Noir)

Game Master Elton

"if you tell me nothing I have to assume that you are a liability to be erased, but the truth may allow you to see the sun tomorrow."

Danir waits outside the inn, waiting to see if anyone follows the group outside, his crossbow loaded and ready.

Hearing the sounds of crunching bones and screams, he decides that he must get involved...

I wait another few seconds to make sure we don't get ambushed and then head down the street to the group to stop what sounds like a terrible act

Absylon decides to remind the boy of a most unfortunate reality...

My dear lad I believe you have failed to consider something of great import to your well being, I don't truly need you alive to get answers out of you... My friends in the cult of the Keeper can solve that for me, all I need to do is purchase an "Indulgence" from their bishop...

bluff1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

Ebran remains in the shadows, watching. He doesn't like what they are doing, but what does he know of interrogation?

Ebran remains in the shadows, watching. He doesn't like what they are doing, but what does he know of interrogation?

Othan knows little of interrogation. If the lad doesn't speak soon I doubt he will live through the night.

Xov groaned. The entire group lacked competence. Is he hiding anything on his person?
perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Detect Magic
spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

"Companions, this is not something I wish to be party to- torturing a child for information?" Danir remarks, as he strolls up to the group.

"Besides, if he truly does know something useful, we know someone that is probably much more likely to get the information from him than Othan."

"Enough"
Xov uses his levitate ability to harmlessly lift the captive 20 feet into the air.
"Back away from the kid, stop indulging your sadism. We don't have time for this."
He then levitated Danir [if willing?] and himself in turn. Glaring at those still on the ground, he continued
"Go back and search for leads, leave us here."

Since 5 on 1 questioning is hopeless...

Ebran watches the scene unfold, remaining off to the side and silent, as any other observer potentially would.

"okay, I'll tell you what you want to know, just don't hurt me!"

Casting Message on the floating captive, Xov whispered

"Richard wanted me to spy on you so he can set himself up as the 'Mysterious Stranger' so he can lead you to the compass!'" the boy says, shifting into a female human bombshell. "That's all I know, I swear."

Changelings, why does it always have to be changelings...

"Who is this Richard and where can we find him?" While asking this question, Danir begins weaving magical energy into his signet ring, weaving it into a healing spell which he then uses on the Changeling to heal its leg.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Since I needed to make DC 23 to store a 1st level spell, I made the roll and place Cure Light Wounds into Danir's ring

healing: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"And what is this compass?"
Xov narrowed his eyes, checking the person's face.
sense motives: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

"Who is this Richard and where can we find him?" While asking this question, Danir begins weaving magical energy into his signet ring, weaving it into a healing spell which he then uses on the Changeling to heal its leg.

[dice=Spellcraft]1d20+10
Since I needed to make DC 23 to store a 1st level spell, I made the roll and place Cure Light Wounds into Danir's ring

[dice=healing]1d8+3

A break doesn't necessarily count as a light wound. It's more of a moderate or serious one, but yeah, it helps a little.

"Richard, you know, RICHARD! The Cyran fiend that likes to slaughter people!"

Linky to Richard's debut.

haha

"Oh..."
careful in his inflection, Xov inquired
"And, the 'compass'? And, where were you running?"
bluff to pass secret message: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

"I'm not going to tell you why I was running," he said, shifting into a handsome man.

Xov sighed as he renewed his messages.

Great mistress of Galifer, will this group ever agree on anything?
Dismissing a single message, he turned to the shifter as he floated down to the ground.

Othan walks over to the still floating man, claws slowly appearing out of his hands, his appearance becoming slightly more bestial. When he reaches the man, his right hand flashes out slicing through the arteries of his throat.

"If you want to question him further, drag the answers from his corpse. We have wasted to much time on this matter already."

Absylon facepalms as the shifter's claws slash the throat of the changeling...

Missive doesn't allow a reply.

"Gold, up front. Squishy people don't always last around me, ask that crazy guy who was with us before."

"By Onatar's hammer, what have I gotten myself into..." Danir thought to himself as he watched his companions kill a man in cold blood and haggle about disposing of the body.

"Xov, what were your plans for searching out clues?" He asked the Drow Sorcerer.

"We don't have time for such nonsense, deal with this yourself."

Othan turns to the others.

"I can help with backup as well, clearly absylon's idea is going to take to long."

"Sounds like a plan" he replies softly to Xov.

If your not up for it then we need to dispose of the body the old fashioned way, chop it up throw the parts in a sack and find somewhere to burn them... Leave no evidence, no trace that we were here. I don't want enemies interrogating the corpse themselves and putting us all on the bad side of the authorities...

That all seems like a good plan. But there's a commotion outside. It may or may not be related to you killing the changeling. But it's causing all sorts of trouble. It sounds like a raid by the City Watch!

You hear tables being overturned and jewels being thrown on the floor. Do you want to dispose of the body during a raid?

With that Absylon points at the body and in high hopes of mauling it beyond recognition (and the use of speak with the dead) unleashes a ray of purple light to target the head and mouth... As he does this he moves his body in such a way as to obscure any light coming from the alleyway towards the Inn itself...

After he has done this Abyslon will flee and try to be as stealthy as possible...

attack1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10, damage2d6 + 5 ⇒ (1, 5) + 5 = 11

stealth1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Xov activated Deeper Darkness on the alley wall, plunging the area into darkness. Grabbing hold of Ebran, Danir, and Othan's hands, he whispered

Ebran flees with the others, prepared to loose a fog cloud spell if the guards get too close. Once they are out of the darkness he yanks his hand away from the others and scans the area for possible places to hide, or things he can use his trick shot ability to manipulate into dissuading pursuit.

The city watch raided the casino under pretext. They were looking for a source of drugs, they say. They weren't interested in you, so you weren't followed. So far, so good. The towers definitely scrape the sky, and so far, you all find a place where you can plan your next move. Do you still go after the compass?

"I think the compass is still the priority."

I think othan has probably moved from his original chaotic good to chaotic neutral with his actions during this campaign.

"yes, it would be nice to get the astrolabe."

All factors must be taken into consideration before our next move, moving along half-cocked with only a few scraps and pieces of information sounds like a good way to kiss death... What info do we have and what info do we not have?

Annoyed, Xov retorted "Why don't you help by putting your lead-finding skills to use."
As in, a gather information check.