Suspicious of the woman, Jarek responds only with "Maybe I have. Who’s asking?" while attempting to figure out why she’s looking for them.
that would be fine Hashik
"a courier for a swordsmith. I have a sword and they have the rest of the payment."
she seems impatient and b~$*#y
"Yeah, I think they’re over there." Jarek points in the general direction of the party.
Adriala comes up and says "yo crap for brains, didn't think to leave me a note didja? no reason I would ever need to find you again I guess." while tossing Hashik's scimitar on the table with a clatter
Hashik picks up the blade and inspects it.
”Yaaaasss! This is great. Will you be needing the rest of that thing in the wagon now?”
Raok looks at the weapon delivery with some interest, the strange and fierce looking woman who delivers the weapon is a bit unsettling.
"I'll get it myself."
she then glowers herself to the stables and back with the grick corpse
anything else before the night ends?
"She does have a way with people, doesn't she?", Draalûsh comments before sipping on his own drink...
”You said it brother! She’s just so, so . . . abrasive.”
Hashik watches her leaving, but something catches his eye.
”Hey look at that guy.”
The dancer goes over to Jarek.
”Hey man! You’re an Oread right?! Far out! You don’t see many of your kind around here. Come over and get a drink. Have you been in town long?”
Karla sips her drink and watches for the watch, or ghouls
Draalûsh also waves the Oread over.
"I just got into town this morning." Jarek is surprised by Hashik's sudden appearance and friendly demeanour, but follows him to the table.
"We just got here yesterday, ourselves."
"Crap, I was hoping you were a local that knows the lay of the land and your way around town."
Hashik looks a bit disappointed, but then his frown widens into a devilish grin.
"Ah! But, failing that, since you just got into town . . ."
The dark skinned human dancer leans in to be a bit more discrete.
" . . . do you know of a place for someone who wants to be out of town can get to? Like OUT of town out of town. I'm talking abut getting back to the old continent here."
Hashik licks his lips and snatches a few glances around at the shadowed corners of the room.
I'm operating on an assumption that since you are an Oread that you are a transplant here in Sargava. IF you can get me, well, us, outta here---I'd be much obliged."
he looks about again.
"We are looking at avoid the Consortium."
His eyes grow more intense as he looks into the Oread's gem colored eyes.
"You are too."
Hashik leans back a large smile playing across his face with a loki-like gleem in his eyes.
"This is gonna be great. Welcome to the group."
He waves to the serving wench.
"Shoot, I don't even know what you like to drink yet. Ha! I don't even know your name."
The dancer giggles.
"Mine is currently Hashik, what do you go by?"
Raok looks over the newcomer and uses his detect evil ability on him
Detecting no evil he says "Seems safe enough, well compared to the other lady that was here before he is."
"She was ... indescribable, Draalûsh adds diplomatically.
"I’m Jarek." He orders a whiskey and ponders for a moment on whether there is a place where five people with bounties on their heads could slip away.
about 3 weeks ago most of the docks district burnt down keeping the Aspis workers stranded here and the supply ships from landing. about 50 of the 300 man garrison have been killed in the rioting since. most of the remaining are out on patrols contantly, so almost any indoors place is safe from the regular guard force. one part of the city has been sectioned off to house the workers and that has the most guards in it.
Karla grins. oh no, draalush, she is very describable. Anyone who met knows that
"So dragon hunting is still on the table?" asks Raok
"I hope so! Ten thousand is a lot of dosh!"
”Wouldn’t you guys rather get the heck off this armpit of a continent? I mean, they don’t even know how to make a decent beignet around here, and the wine is s$*# too. We need to find passage on a ship.”
"none of those things interest me more than good coin in my pocket, with coin I have the resources to do what I wish, without well i'm looking for a ship to wherever. Might as well stay here and get some work done." replies Raok in his coldly logical fashion
I'll assume the night passes. the morning comes and there seems to be a military force blockading the road against a mob of commoners. people are talking and yelling loud enough to make anything out difficult.
the merchants are packing up when you look out the window and the tavern is beginning to lock up.
what are you all doing?
Getting my gear ready to leave and addressing the party "So what do we do now, I'll hang with you all until we go on that hunt if you don't mind."
"That's agreeable. Strength in numbers and all that.
"Right now, it looks like a riot is in the making.
"Probably a good idea to get moving in case someone starts trying to torch inns today."
you still have no horse of your own since the dragon killed yours
as you're talking someone from the crowd throws a firebomb into the guard force, and the situation devolves into a general melee.
there are 20 guards and about 60 rioters with high pitched whistle calls calling for more guards
"I think this would be a good time to find a horse and leave."
"Yes. Its decided, lets move on with the merchants. They at least know our worth. Plus maybe the drago will attack us in the process."
Hashik goes to where the wagons are.
"Can someone let us barrow a horse that we might purchase at the full retail price later. It appears that my company and I should join you all in a prudent exit while we still have our capital and wares."
Raok remembers he had not introduced himself to Jarek
"Hello Jarek, I am Raok, I have not seen one of your folk before, you seem very interesting. I look forward to our travels."
Charlie comes up and says "unfortunately the people have taken to eating horse flesh here, the only horses for sale are in the worker's quarters. we won't be leaving town anyway until the dragon is dead. we only have a safety net of two horses before we have to start losing wagons."
the fighting has approached the inn you're at
"Looks like that dragon hunt you mentioned might be our only way out of this place." Jarek keeps an eye on the rioting crowd, with a hand on his earthbreaker's haft in case the rioters or guards turn their attention to the group.
”Dammit! Looks like we are fighting dragons again.”
Hashik readies himself to fight the rioters if needed.
”Wait . . . How can we go get food to feed these people? Aaaaaand make a profit while we are at it?”
”Did those doomed carivans have salt pork? We were looking for gold not food. Where can we get food and attract a dragon? Anyone feeling me on this?”
to review what you know of that dragon, is that is was thirsting people to death, and leaving their stuff by the road to collect at its leisure. it also has a ludicrous fly speed
after Hashik is done speaking a guard is thrown through the locked window shutters into the inn. breaking them off.
"I think that's our cue to leave."
Says Raok as he looks for an exit. If he finds one he will head for it.
"I advise weapons drawn in case there are lowlives looking to take advantage of the chaos."
which direction are you trying to leave in?
there are some constricted alleyways or the melee in the main road, or will you leave by a more creative way?
"Out a doorway then through an alley sounds good, I can always get us up to the roof if needs be." says Raok looking for other voices. If no one chimes in he goes forth into the alley
”As good a plan as any I guess. Alleyway it is, but what is the plan? Wait for this to cool down?”
Yes, a riot is the last place we want to be. She exits into the alley after Raok.
So will you jump onto the roof? Oh, sorry, halfings can't do that. She smiles at him.
"I'm good at jumping but better at climbing, I shall reveal my secrets to all when we are in a more discrete location, as I sense you already know something." Raok says while keeping his dagger low and moving through the alleyway.
Draalûsh follows along with the others.
"Don't know why they couldn't have postponed the riot!" he quips, not expecting to be taken seriously.
the alleyway is 10 ft long at the widest. when you're going back to the correct inn, 2 lightly armored humans with shortswords come up and block you "surrender the Oread and the rest of you live"
roll initiative
”Whelp, here we go again.”
I will also need to know who's in front and who's in back and middle
I think Roak and Hashik would be in front. Most vulnerable in the middle, Jarek in the rear guard.