After looting the sleeping quarters Eryan heads out the eating room with Argan. "We should gather some food for the journey now, a few days worth should do."
"Sure, food sounds nice. We may need a lot."
And then Argan will take a peak outside by opening the door heading east and out of the building.
As Argan opens the door to the last room, he sees a room housing a well-stocked kitchen and pantry. Besides, the usual collection of plates, bowls and other cooking paraphernalia there are a set of knives on one of the counters, and a nasty looking meat cleaver. In the corner of your eye you see two people cowering in the corner obviously scared out of their minds. The fireplace here is a relic of the old castle great hall it is almost comically large.
The two in the corner try to hide their obviously terrified demeanor.
There is roughly fifty days worth of food stored here – forty days worth of perishable and ten days worth of iron rations.
You peek out the door to be met with a delightful gust of sea mist. The night sky is dark, but the moon is out tonight. You look out the door and see a garden in the courtyard, along with a wall on the other side of the garden.
Argan comes into the room, takes a quick look at the door but then he relaxes, all part of his drama, mind you.
He is wearing guard clothes and using their equipment, so he believes he may fool these two. He approaches them, lifting a hand to help them stand back while calming them down.
"Ok, ok, all clear now. Are you two alright? We were bringing new prisoners, but one of them escaped, so we made a little searching, but he's dead now, you may calm down. Are you hurt?"
The larger man of the two in the corner step out and says "We were afraid for our lives, I just came in from my trip to town for firewood. Wouldn't have been good to have ourselves get killed. Thank you sir, neither of us were harmed. Come on Irena, it's safe now." The man motioned towards the woman in the corner.
Eryan waits outside the kitchen. Wondering why Argan would bother to pretend.
Vlad reaches for the offered bottle, but is to slow as Kharn yanks it up and drinks it down.. "Hey that was from me Mom! And your eating all the cookies! Were you raised in a barn!" He chuckles afterwards and seriously has to contain himself from an outburst at Argan antics with Mitra..
Listening to him after.. "I say we just continue our keep quite and pick em off slowly plan.. Id hate to have to fight say 10 of those guards at once.."
In the kitchen.. Walking in after Eryan.. "Indeed, the brutes have been takin care of.. Here let me give you a hand miss.." Reaching his hand out he'll help the girl up.. As soon as she ups he'll spin her around and put her in a body hold, creening her neck over for a taste, while covering her mouth..
Looking at the man.. "Have a taste you say? Yes I think we will"
Look at that, sooo bloodthirsty. Hahahaha
When Vlad grabs the girl Eryan hurries in after him before he can kill her. "Wait Vlad. Have you no thought for anything but your own hunger. These are the first civilians we have found and you want to kill them straight up? Perhaps we can learn something from them? Help us escape in exchange for their lives maybe?" Eryan is attempting to get the man and woman's attention with the hope of living.
At Eryan's insistance Vlad stops himself before draining the lifeblood of the girl.. His fangs buried in her throat none the less.. He waits to see if they will be any help before draining her..
Vlad barely able to control himself, tearing the neck of the girl to the side and gorging on the sweetness of her blood. Virgin.He looks on in horror. "I'll do anything, just don't kill me!" He fell down to his knees tears streaming, mucus forming. Such a pitiful sight. "I'll tell you all that I know!" He is still whimpering in the corner.
"Good. Good. Tell us how many guards and personel are stationed here atm? Also, are there any secret passages out of here that might help us escape? Any information you can tell us that will help us get out of here alive will go greatly in your favour. I may even be able to heal the girl there."
Oh great, and now they know we are the prisoners! Brilliant Eryan, brilliant!
Argan sighs heavily at all the mess the others made. "Holy sword, can't you control that for a second Vlad? Is it gonna be my throat when you're out of victims?"
"Anyway," he turns to the trembling man "you don't have to worry, he will not kill her, tell us what we want to know and we will be on our way. Also, who sleeps on the big bedroom, and where is Blackerly?"
Blood Drinker
Consuming blood reinvigorates you.
Prerequisite: Dhampir.
Benefit: Choose one humanoid subtype, such as "goblinoid" (this subtype cannot be "dhampir"). You have acquired a taste for the blood of creatures with this subtype. Whenever you drink fresh blood from such a creature, you gain 5 temporary hit points and a +1 bonus on checks and saves based on Constitution. The effects last 1 hour. If you feed multiple times, you continue to gain hit points to a maximum of 5 temporary hit points for every three Hit Dice you have, but the +1 bonus on Constitution-based skill checks and saving throws does not stack.
"Normally, you can only drink blood from an opponent who is helpless, grappled, paralyzed, pinned, unconscious, or similarly disabled. ; otherwise, you must first cut your target by dealing 1 hit point of damage with a slashing or piercing weapon (though you may feed upon a creature with severe wounds or a bleed effect without cutting it first). Once you cut the target, you can drink from its wound as a standard action. "
Retracting his fangs he speaks.. "Yes i can control it, well most of the time.. Only when it has been several days without it must i have to try to control it.. Sometimes i cannot, but with regular feedings it isn't an issue.."
"If id have to guess, id say a dozen not including the warden or sergeant. N..n...no there aren't any secret passages, I have to get over the bridge like any other man. Just need to say 'Hesterfield' at the gate."
He then looks toward Argan, "The one across the hall? That's Blackerly's quarters."
"Is there anything you want to tell us about this warden, or Blackerly before we go?"
Kharn smiles down at the sobbing man, and looks over at Vlad who just got done eating.
"Oh and your mad about me eating the cookies, eh?"
Kharn seems like he wants to laugh, but he just chuckles for now.
Argan approaches the man, unsure if it's a lie or not, but either case he will push the man a bit more.
"Hersterfield"... - he gets very close to the man, all height and muscle - "if that does not work I swear to you, instead of fighting the guards I'll come back here and cut every... single... one... of your fingers and feed them to you, before removing your limbs from their sockets and cauterizing the wounds so you would live to see another day in your pitiful form. Do you want to tell us the truth to prevent that from happening?"
After he answers he asks again:
"And where is Blackerly?"
"Hesterfield won't help us if they see our big friend back there."
The man looks at Argan somewhat defiantly "Well he should be where he says he is. Which is most unlikely, since he's probably gambling. Before you ask, I have no idea where he is probably somewhere hidden. I only see them during chow time. The warden is up in his tower, I even bring his meals up there."
The man looks over to where Eryan was pointing. "Mitra's holy name. Don't let him get near me! The password is all they have. It depends on if you look familiar or not, to where they don't give a second thought to you."
"Right well it seems if we're sneaky we can just escape none the wiser till the morning.. Then we'll have many on our tail so i say we just kill them all.. Present company excluded.." He winks at the man with his last statement..
Kharn walks over to the man, and pulls one of his fingers out from the rest, as he looks at Vlad.
"I believe what he said was 'Please cut off my finger mister. I have insulted you ever so much, so cut it off'."
Before Vlad can cut Kharn stares at the man.
"Care to rephrase some of that worm?"
The man stutters a statement out "N...n...no! The only person that I know that they don't inspect at the gate is myself! I th...th...think it's because of my green cloak. It's over in the corner. Please! D...d...don't take my finger!"
"No need for that barbarian. He's already helping us. Is the warden alone in his tower? Is the door locked?"
He looks frantically around "Yes! He's usually alone in the tower, just him and his damned owl. The warden is a stickler for order, but he doesn't involve himself much with the prison to realize it's flaws."
Argan looks at the others, wondering if that would be much of a trouble.
"Owl... And can we reach the walls from the tower? Can we get to the front complex from the walls?"
"Is the man a wizard? Is this owl his familiar?"
"Y..yes you should be able to access the walls from the second floor. Might be locked though. That's where he keeps his library. I think you could get to the inner gatehouse from the wall. The warden seems like the type, I wouldn't put it by him, I've seen him huntched over a large book of sorts." the man coughed in a plea like fashion.
"Good. Your green cloak you say. Does someone want to disguise themselves as this man? Would they not think it strange that you are leaving again so soon after returning?"
"Well that sounds optimal.. To enter his tower on the 2nd floor via the walls and take him out.. We dont need a spell flinger entering the fray whilst we fight others.."
"I usually only go to town for wood. Never really a bad thing to get more, I sometimes do and they don't think anything of it. It's the truth! Just let me live !" he pleads.
"Yeah yeah, don't worry, you will live."
"But tell us, what town are we talking about, and how far is it? Are there any garrisons on the way?"
"The town of Vartston is where I go. Not a long ways. An hour or so by foot. No garrisons on the way. They do have guardsmen in the town though."
"Ok, we will avoid the city then. But to what side of it is the Old Moor Road?"
He looks at Argan with a shocked look "Your heading out into the Moors? The moors are just outside of Varyston. Full of buzzing bugs they are. Someone could get lost in those easily, because it's hard to track anything in those brine pools and streams. The Old Moor Road forks off between the prison and Varyston."
"So to get to it we leave the prison and turn on the first road? Right or Left?"
After he had answered, Argan looks to anyone who is bloodthirsty and nods.
"All yours."
Well now he has to die.. He's been told where we're going..
"Well gents we should be going before that card game is up.. Wouldn't wanna keep our patron waiting.." Looking to the man.. "Thank you very much good sir for the infomation.. A pity my friend here told you where we we're headed.. I had actually thought about letting you and the girl live until then.." Before the man can respond he pulls his sword and takes off his head.. Afterwards he calming walks over to the girl.. "A pity.. She's a virgin.. Oh well.." He sighs as he puts his sword through the girls chest..
Argan looks at Vladamir while he makes his comment, as if scanning the Damphir. Did he really think to let them live? You are overestimating them Argan...
"Nah, virgins are good only for the screaming. Otherwise sluts are much better, since you don't need to teach them anything"
Kharn sighs as they kill the two people.
"So much profit wasted.. I could have sold the girl to a nice priest I know of, and there is always a demand for pit slaves. Anyways, why don't we head towards the town and go in? If we succeed in killing all of our enemies here who will know that we have escaped? We do have clothing to change into, and we can hide our brands easily enough."
"We dont have time to drag slaves around.. You can continue your business pursuits at another time.. I for one have no reason to go to the town.. Our esteemed helper in escape seems to have a plan for us or he wouldn't have risked all this.. I must gain power if I'm to usurp my father and take whats rightfully mine.." After gathering 10 days worth of rations in his pack he's ready to continue.. "So, to the 2nd level and the tower?"
"So to get to it we leave the prison and turn on the first road? Right or Left?"
After he had answered...
"I think we should try to stealthily get to the southwestern tower where the wizard is at. Then we can take out any sentinels on the walls and descend upon the gaming guards, if we are fast enough. If anything goes wrong we can use the Window to escape. Is everyone ready?"
"Lets go.."
You notice a beam of light coming from a patrol along the wall facing across from the door on the eastern side of the complex. You realize that the guards must have bulls eye lanterns.
"Look. The guard up there on the wall. Looks like they carry bulls-eye lanterns."