Shadows in Westcrown: A Council of Thieves Campaign

Game Master Briccone

I'm with the party and on board for whatever majority does!

Mera finishes the verse of her song and looks out among her companions. Jesting she adds, "So. Who's enjoying our triumphant march through the streets with our Hellknight? Surely one could not ask for a more entertaining evening? Cato, you didn't happen to bring that bottle of wine along, did you now?"

"It's lovely, we have wine. We have an escort. And I'm traveling with beautiful women afraid of a monster jumping out to eat them... Oh wait, that's me." Monday happily muses aloud as she lets her arms swing forward and back one after the other as she walks.

Mera gently takes Monday's swinging hand and participates in the act. She leans in and whispers, "You are not alone in this fear. I too also do not enjoy the idea of walking these streets."

Monday tries and fails to suppress a giggle. Incling her head towards Mera her grin is more wolfish than goofy as she whipers in response "I meant I'm the one wanting to eat you, the monster's will have to wait. All the same you truly have nothing to worry about Miss Mera, me and Tuez will defend you and the others to our dying breath." Finishing she'll quickly plant a slight peck on the other girl's cheek before resuming her earlier walking posture.

"I am sure we happened to leave the wine behind," said Raveen, waiting a moment, and shifting closer to the two, casting an uncomfortable glance at the shorter Ustalavian lady.

Mera smiles at the peck on the cheek, accustomed to actions such as those on a daily basis. The young woman turns to Monday and winks with her left eye, her makeup-enhanced red lips turning up in a smirk. "Thanks to my protectors."

Mera leans in to listen to Raveen and clears her throat, lets go of Monday's hand and wipes away the smirk. She adopts an overly stern face and says, "Yes. Of course. You are correct sir. Let us slay the contemplation as we walk."

Damn you Raveen! *shakes fist at the moodkiller* :3

At the thanks Monday will give a rolling flourish with her left arm while keeping her right arm crossed against her chest as she bows.

As if on cue Tuesday will turn and give a nod towards Mera just as soon as Monday bows.

"Slay, lay--it makes little difference," Raveen said politely, looking up at the raining sky. Noticing Mera's clothes*, and then his own study coat, he winced.

"What shall make a difference is the cold in the morrow if you do not stay dry, my lady. An undead queen you may have played, but doubtless with you rise with a heckle and a cough in the morning. Is that cloak enough for you?" he asked, unclasping his own, offering it to her.

Litania, Monday, and Cato--none of us were prepared to a rainy evening, he thought with a sigh.

*I assume that the dark cloak she owns is not a heavy one. Raveen also examines the attire of the rest. If anyone else is lightly garbed (looking at Litania and Cato; the witch and the old man), he'd offer the cloak to them instead. I also assume that Monday and Tuesday are in travel attire, since they're new arrivals to Westcrown.
Also, GM Matt, I haven't read an answer from you; who else other than the party are escorted by Darius? Is the pitiful drunkard sober, or is Darius hauling him around? (hah)

I was too prepared! I WAS staying at a nice, cozy tavern. I was not prepared, however, for douchebags in plate on parade.

Litania has a cloak, I have noted previously that she has a hood and everything.

Hah! It seems we all shop at the same store.

GM SECRET ROLL: 1d100 + 25 ⇒ (13) + 25 = 38

The group advances further down the eerily empty and quiescent Westcrown streets.

Sleight of Hand to quickly don the cloak in a flourish*: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Raveen clasped his cloak on, wiping his face from the rainwater, and peering, eyes squinting into dark alleyways.

Perception; Possessing Low-Light Vision: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Raveen noticed nothing, muttering. "Were legion of imps flying and cackling around us, I wouldn't be able to hear nor see them through these conditions."

Raveen would Aid Another (with his Perception bonus) or request Aid Another from Litania (whichever has a higher bonus). Do I need to roll something?
*Assuming his offer was declined.

Doh! Forgot Tuesday has Darkvision.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

... Not that it matters.

You could Aid Another instead.

The DC for Aid Another is 10 :(

Possessing all of the good looks and none of the low light vision, Mera looks around in the darkened streetways around them and comments. "Agreed. Let us pray that the imps are away this night my friend."

Perception check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

I expect that's all of us. We miss that poor unfortunate soul.