Amed sighed, "Yes. You know how paladins are."
I also know that if more than 2 people know something its likely not a secret. Besides I am not gonna steal from my employer. I would argue he has been generous with us. If we can help him out it sets him up to be generous with us in the future.
"Normally I would keep a secret with you Swen. But on this matter I have to agree with the others, I still owe the paladins for taking me in when I got chased by Hellknights from Isger." Nicenzia says taking a stance next to Swen.
"Besides which you really think hirin' people to come dig it out'll go unnoticed? Even if I was inclined to betray our bosses, it's as likely to fail as not." Ramona adds.
Yes. A mining operation is not going to go unnoticed. Shall we head back?
"Thanks for listening about the mine. If we'd found something in a place that wasn't part of our job. I'd say let's keep it all for ourselves. Let's head back. I want to see that cute bar owner before we get back to the city." She has a bright smile on her face.
Ramona chuckles, flashing Tush a grin. "Well let's not keep you waitin'"
You overhear for a moment before the firection of the wind shift enough that the voice of the man speaking.. the one with his back to you becomes undiscernable.
You do notice that they appear armed and nothing like travellers.
"Could be a problem we want to avoid," she whispers, "You wanna do the talking?"
Amed smiles his annoyingly perfect smile and says to the kayal. "Of course, my dark beauty. Let me approach first. I shall cough loudly if it is safe for you to follow, and give a hearty 'Ah-HA' if things become violent."
Smoothing out his appearance, the magus begins to walk with confidence down the road, making the dirt crack under his boots to let those around the campfire now someone approaches.
Aurelain walks along the road seemingly unaware of the camp and the men in it.
Tush stays back with the rear guard of the group. She'll ready a Ray of Frost for when the action starts.
"Uh.. boss. You said those venturer's were bound to head back this way right.. uh.... boss."
A dull looking halfling fellow with a dangerous gleam in his eye began hopping to his feet from where he sat and drawing out a dagger.
"Damn it! This is your fault Kulp!"
A swauve looking half elf fellow began though his decent looks were totally ruined by the sour look on his face.He held a harp in one hand and pointed at you all walking down the road.
"No matter! Drop your things on the ground including your coin pouches and none of you have to die!"
He began as the others moved to fan out.... well except a young man in chainmail with a greatsword strapped to his back.
"Uh Gretlen.. i thought you said we were going to kill them all and take everything back to our employer?"
He said looking confused.
The half elf bard's shoulders slumped and he sighed.
Drawing her gun as she moves, Ramona gets into better position as she prepares for the inevitable fight. "None too bright are they?"
"Ah-HA!" bellowed Amed. "Surely there must be a less violent way to end this confrontation." Slowly drawing his scimitar, Amed continues, "We are not 'laded' with riches. Just some adventurer's down on their luck from an unprofitable venture."
Tush moves closer right behind Amed, and readies a ray of Enfeeblement if an enemy comes within thirty five feet of her.
Nicenzia readies to cast Shadow trap on the toughest fighter looking enemy if he gets within 30 ft of her.
Aurelain moves up to stand beside Amed and readies his pole arm to attack should an enemy close.
Ramona moves to the path, finger on the trigger awaiting the first mistake.
The little halfling piped up as they started to move forward.
" Ehyo Gretlon... wasnt there like six of them? Im sure the boss said six. I count five."
He began and there was a strage pause for a moment as everyone of the strange folk in front of your turned to stare you could actually see the pointing at you all then ticking off a finger to make sure her counting was right.
You could see them suddenly with the realization that there were five of you not six all suddenly actively glance about as if Swen were about to pop out of no where.... while the half elf woman did look almost directly at you Swen it was pretty clear she didnt see you.
The leader... Gretlon you are pretty sure his name is, wasnt looking about.. he was staring directly as the expensively looking necklace on Aurelain's neck.
Amed, full of bravado, begins to twirl his scimitar as he charges the assailant in front of him.
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Swen holds her breath as the goon squad notices something is off and begins looking for her. She can feel her heart beating in her throat and decides its best to stay put for now. She draws a bead on the nearest goon and waits for Amed to make a move, expecting him to blather on some more.
Surprisingly, Amed charges forth, and Swen finds herself loosing her arrow.
She curses beneath her breath as the arrow sails high and tries to hide again in the cover of the foliage.
Aurelain treats Amed move as a signal and charges as well, raging as he does so and attacking the same target.
"Looks like we're doing this." Ramona says calmly levelling her pistol at the woman and taking a single step forward before the roar of her weapon signals her entry to the sudden outburst of violence.
Nicenzia moves closer and cast Shadow Trap on the woman.