Auric swings hard and knocks a brawler off of his feet!
Dustin throws a right jab at the nearest drunk, putting him to sleep!
Garret gives the last man a one-two punch, knocking him out!
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With the problem dealt with, Taklinn walks over to Hjort and rolls him onto his back, at which point Taklinn sits on his chest and rests the blade of his waraxe on the man's face.
"Start talkin' ye dolt," growls Taklinn as he glares at the man. "Start Talkin' or I'll add a little pressure to me axe here, an' I can promise ye that ye'll not be lookin' too pretty when I be done."
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Auric grasps Hjort's shirt and allows him to stand, only to push him back against the counter of the tavern.
"There, no need to go agressive on that man, my friend. He and I both know it's in his best interest to start talking. Lest he should be handed back in your care." he nods to Taklinn playfully.
Addressing Hjort directly. "I'm sorry, dwarves have such bad manners. Though you realize I will have to let you alone with him in a private room should you choose not to tell us everything. This could get very messy, you know."
The man on the floor cowers. "P..p..please! Don't hurt me!" He whimpers as Auric drags him up. "I..I..I'm not Hjort. I told you. Hjort hired me to sit here. He'd said you'd be coming along."
Peering at the man, you notice that the scar on his face is not real and has been drawn on there.
The man begins to spill all he knows, telling you Hjort plans to dress a team of thugs (including Runa White) as Pathfinders and assault Trollheim’s armory. Hjort hopes the assault (in combination with what he thinks are village raids by Society agents) will trigger a mass purge of the Pathfinder’s Society from the Land of the Linnorm Kings, with every Society agent in the country hunted down and slain.
He then tells the party that Hjort and Runa are at the armory as he speaks, gives them directions to it, and then begs again not to be killed.
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Hyglak turns to the bartender. "Can you fill this up quickly please we have things to do." Giving the man a smile and waving his flask.
After he gets his flask back Hyglak will jump down from the bar and walks over to the fake Hjort "Sounds like we know where to go next! Thanks good man sorry about this." Hyglak nods at Taklinn. "Don't hurt him to bad." Turning he heads for the door with a slight limp then suddenly stops. "Where is the armory?"
The imposter is takne out back and given a little nap time....
Heading to the Armory, the not-Hjort’s directions lead straight south across the market to a blank, wooden structure straddling the line between the market and a secured residential district. All seems quiet, though a small group of guards are speaking to one another quietly out front in Skald......
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"Yes, we should make sure to remain diplomatic-we shouldn't tarnish the Society's reputation with reckless actions. Let's go and talk to them."
What if not-Hjort had tricked us into coming here to set us up?
Escorted by his companions, Auric walks up to the guards, eyeing their behavior with suspicion. His hands are clear from his weapons.
Approaching the armory, the guards turn and eye you suspiciously. You can see behind the group of guards, the front door to the armory is made of a heavy, thick wood and is bound by iron. At several points across the door, visible cracks and splintered wood can be seen. The battered door stands slightly ajar, opening inward to darkness.
As the near, one of the guards steps forward. "Halt! State you business!"
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Obvious signs of attack... they must have laid some kind of ambush or trap inside.
Auric approaches a fair bit, but not enough to be within weapon range of the guards.
"Hail, proud Ulfen! We have received word that this armory was about to be attacked - or had been recently. You wouldn't happen to be a fake guard, would you?"
The man's hand edges to his weapon. "Few would know the armoroy was attacked unless they were involved. What do you know of it!?"
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Auric chooses to play te honesty card. "I will gladly explain. We have recently been harrassed by a man named Hjort Fastaxe, who seems to have a beef with our organization, along with her Chelish ally Runa White. Their men attacked us, then lured us into a bar fight. After interrogating the people Hjort had paid to fight us, we learned that he planned on framing us for the attack of the armory. We wanted to prevent that attack, hence we came as soon as we could, but it looks like we were too late. We'll gladly help in bringing the culprits to justice, for our desire is to respect Freyr's authority. We only seek to catch that Hjort and her Chelish consort. How can we help?"
The man listens, but continues to grip the handle of his weapon......
Once Hyglak speaks, the guard, noting his Ulfen descent nods and relaxes a little. "Alright, I don't think ye be the ones who broke in here. We are awaiting reinforcements before we enter. We have the perimeter secured. If you all want to take a look inside, that might help speed things along and maybe we can still catch the ones who did this."
He waves of the other three and the group steps aside, granting you entry. Inside the doors, all is dark.
Taklinn peers into the doorway and sees a short hallway. Bits of shattered wood and iron are strewn across the floor and disappear into darkness. There are stairs leading up, just inside to left and right, while at the rear of the hall, rooms branch off to the left and right.
Moving in, Taklinn sees nothing to the left or right, but rooms. Moving into the right room, Auric and Taklinn notice a goblin hiding amongst the furniture!
As they notice the goblin, two others and a mangy looking dog come out of hiding and move toward the dwarf!
Taklinn strikes out and hits the closest goblin, but it still stands!
Auric casts a spell, coating the floor with a greasy substance, causing one of the goblins to fall!
The near goblin attacks Taklinn, but misses, while the one behind fires a stray arrow, missing as well.
The prone goblin stands up, and stabs at Taklinn!
Auric fires and puts an arrow in the mangy dog!