”Not so fast!” shouts Raktar as he sees the woman turn as if to run again. He launches himself at her, his hammer flying in to try to knock her out.
Figgy just manages to close his eyes in time to avoid the sparkles settling in to them.
"There she is!" Figgy shouts, pulling out the ingredients for a bomb and readying himself.
Still flying Dilana flicks one of her wands from the loaded wrist sheath Dilana points and fires a ray of black energy at the woman.
DC16 Fort or Exausted for 5 minutes. Save moves to Fatigued.
"Maybe we don't kill her? Try and get information?"
Not happy to have been targeted with a spell Olimpia moves in for an attack but turns the blade at the last to hit the woman on the side of the head.
Stand down or die. I'll not turn my blade again.
Even hammered by Raktar & Olympia the woman still has plenty of fight left in her, fight which abruptly leaves her as Dilana's spell washes over her in a black ray.
She slumps to the ground spent. "Alright, alright! I give." She gasps.
What are you doing now?
Covering his eyes just in time, he prevents himself from being blinded by the woman's spell. Whilst he would've liked to fill her with lead, it wasn't his choice alone to make. Still, he wasn't quite satisfied with her surrender yet. "Wise choice..." He stated as he closed the distance, keeping his pistol trained on her before whispering into his android comrade's ear. "Olimp... knock her out. We'll search and bind her once she's unconscious and take her to the authorities. Hopefully, they'll let us have a bit of vengeance once they're done with her."
Dilana, happy to get the right spell at the right time, flies in a lazy circle before landing. Once down she stows the wand and waits for JJ to go over his plan.
"She may just let us bind her without having to knock her out." Figgy offers.
"So we need to know what you were doing down at Badwater." Figgy doesn't have to squat to look the new kneeling woman in the eyes
The woman looks at Figgy with scorn. "I was exploring because I was curious. It's not illegal after all."
What are you doing now?
"But then you ran away when we came back. Seems a little suspicious to me," Raktar adds, his hammer held loosely at his side. "Who are you anyway? You look as out of place here as we do."
She turns her nose up. "Of course I ran, everyone seems to think because I'm a Varisian dancer I must be a whore as well. An ugly group like yours showing up at the caravan is always trouble, I've learned to be somewhere else when 'Adventurers' come calling."
She's lying through her teeth.
"My parents felt the same way at times, sometimes "adventurers would help other times they would think we had stuff they wanted." Figgy empathizes with the woman
Hmm. You are an accomplished caster and not just a dancer. You are lying to us. If you are not going to be truthful I am gonna comply with my friend's request and knock you silly. You will certainly be less trouble unconscious. Olimpia puts away her wand and pulls a sap, testing its weight in her hand and studying the woman's head.
The woman glares hatefully at Olimpia. "Fine!" She spits. "There have been rumors about people being mutated by something in Badwater. It's obvious there's something technological under there. I took the chance to see if I could find what it is? I kept quiet because the superstitious scum here would probably just bury it deeper, and probably me with it!"
What are you doing now?
"And what did you find?" Raktar asks, the woman's combative attitude starting to grate on him.
She really does seem to have a bad attitude, but she has been zapped and beaten by you. :)
"I couldn't find anything here in the village. It must be carried by the underground streams from somewhere outside?"
She's lying again.
Olimpia looks skeptical but says nothing, for the moment.
"Sounds like you didn't find much of anything," Raktar says. "Why did you come here in the first place. Yes, I know you said you heard some rumours," he states, holding up his hand to forestall the woman's come-back, "but what made you want to investigate? Why do you care?"
She seems to relax a little at Raktar's question. "Do you know how much gold you can make with new tech in Silverhold? These yokels don't want any tech polluting their backwater. I'd be doing them a favor taking anything I found away from here."
She is lying about looking for tech. She has some other reason for being in Iadenveigh.
Olimpia growls as she swings the sap at the woman's head. Did you think I was joking with you? If you lie again I will switch to my sword. She slowly draws the adamantine blade. Just try me. The whole truth this time. Out with it.
"I like Tech too, I would trade you or buy stuff from you if you found something."
The woman glares hatefully at Olimpia "B*#&%." is whispered under her breath.
She decides to try another tack. "Look, I work for Captain Ghartone of the Technic league. You really don't want what he can rain down on your heads! Let me go and I'll forget this ever happened."
What are you doing now?
Figgy visibly rocks on his feet at the mention of this woman working for the League.
"What is it that we do? Do we turn her in? Do we let her go?" Figgy paces around which is odd for him he is eccentric but not this bad. Springy follow Figgy around.
"The League is scary, they killed my parents because they thought we found something. We didn't but they didn't care."
Olimpia returns the look of hatred in spades. She is uncooperative. We kill her, here and now. Olimpia spits.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Raktar says with alarm as Olimpia suggests killing the woman. "I know we're not all fans of the League here," he adds, with pointed looks at Olimpia and JJ, "but this woman has information we need."
He turns to her with an offer. "My friends here don't take kindly to Technic League spies. If you help us out by telling us what's going on in Badwater, I'll ask them not to kill you."
She attempts to be stealthy, but you all see her trying for a concealed wand under her skirts.
What are you doing now?
Raktar lunges forward and grabs at the woman’s hands before she can sew the wand she was none-too-subtly trying to draw. ”I wouldn’t if I were you, not if you want to live,” he growls, his face up close with hers and his eyes boring into her.
In an attempt to further discourage action Dilana makes a show of fixing her most withering glare on the woman.
"I really would listen to him."
Her eyes flash as she attempts to weaken the womans resolve.
"What kind of wands are those? Why do you work for the league? Do they have something on you?" Figgy asks rapid fire, while moving kinda closer to the woman
Olimpia, mad at herself for not searching and disarming the woman begins to roughly do so. You really want to not survive this, don't you.
You disarm the now spitting mad woman, even more upset that having given away that she works for the Technic league she wasn't immediately set free, in fact given the way Jeremiah is eyeing her she might not be alive for much longer.
Loot.
Wand of lightning bolt (20 charges);
Studded leather +1,
Scimitar +1,
Ring of protection + 1,
MWk thieves' tools,
Spell component pouch,
Spell book
3 silverdisks,
48 gp.
"Yeah yeah!" She snarks back at Olimpia. Shaking her head in disgust at her situation. "Look, there's something nasty under Badwater, I'd tracked it to the old well and was planning to explore down there when you fools showed up. Now I suppose you'll have me run out of town as these fools think they don't have to bow to the league."
She's told you what she's here for and what she's found.
What are you doing now?
Grabbing the wand at least for the time being she looks at the woman.
"Not much good for us if you run back to the league but I don't think i have a way to prevent it. Some nasty toys you have here, your employers provided?"
She will not be running back to the League. Olimpia states firmly. She eyes the woman and the looks at her party, hoping for an option other than the obvious one.
"You'd better show us where then," Raktar says, the edge of menace still in his voice. "And I'd be careful what you say about people who don't like the League. My friends over here don't take that kind of talk well."
Figgy gets a bit scared at the thought of letting the woman go back to the league.
"We don't have to kill her but we cannot just let her go back, they are evil and we don't need them coming for us." FIggy says, "We can turn her over here and they can put her in jail? Also she may have more information for us."
We can’t trust strangers to watch her, even if they would agree. Olimpia looks near panic.
"I understand your reluctance Olimpia, the League killed my parents but we cannot just kill everyone. Maybe we can help her." Figgy offers
Help her?!? She keep lying to us and is trying to hide weapons from us! Olimpia’s voice raises and she sounds sounds more urgent. Figgy, she is the enemy. She is unrepentant and unhelpful. We must, we have to... do something. Olimpia seems to be really struggling here.
"Figgy is right. The locals are in charge here, they should decide what to do with her," Raktar says. "We can't go round dispensing our own justice, we don't have the right. We should take her back to the council and let them deal with her. I can't imagine they'll take kindly to spies from the League."
You hand the woman over to Redfang, who promptly calls the Deadeye council to assemble with the aid of a bell in the High homes roof.
Ilarris Zeleshi is quickly interrogated and despite her unhelpful attitude is quickly revealed to be an agent of the Technic league. She is immediately cast out of Iadenveigh with little more then what she has on her.
The council has a hushed discussion among themselves before Redfang approaches you, he looks worried. "Our thanks for your work stangers. In a short time you've proved yourselves good friends to Iadenveigh."
He lowers his voice to and addresses you seriously. "Some years ago Old Skelton decided he needed a new well, he'd barely dug down a few feet when the ground gave way under him. He had found one of those cursed technological ruins, and as is normal it killed him! We sealed it away and let it be, but now it looks as if those in the League have gotten wind of this site. We need it searched and cleared before more of their scum arrive to do it without care of the people who live here."
Straightening up. "Can I ask you to investigate this ruin, it is extremely dangerous, but I think you're no strangers to such things are you?"
What are you doing now?
Figgy nods at Redfang's assessment. "We will explore this cave system, anything we find we can keep and take away from your village?"
Raktar is pleased with the outcome of the council's debate, though he suspects that the woman's prospects are poor.
"We'll do what we can. We've a little experience with similar areas," he says confidently.
Olimpai stays out of the discussion with the folk of the town and only nods her ascent to help. She looks worried but that is reasonable basked on what the town has asked her group to do.
"TO the cave?" Figgy asks almost excitedly
To the cave. Olimpia agrees.
The Haunted Well
Old Skelton's farm is located at the northern edge of Bad water (2 on the Iadenveigh map), and consists of a small cottage and sturdy barn.
The yard is badly overgrown with weeds that nearly obscure a crumbling well covered with an oblong capstone. When Skelton decided to dig this well several years ago, he fell through a hole landing in area A1. Distressed to find himself in a chamber of obvious technology, he managed to climb up out of the well, only to be attacked by something unknown.
When Skelton's body was discovered the next day, the Deadeye Council made a cursory examination of the buried chamber before deciding to plug the well and, both literally and figuratively, cover up the presence of the chambers with a stone slab.
The Deadeye council have given you the password for the Gylph of warding on the capstone.
What are you doing now?
"Suddenly this feels a lot like under torch did. Lets see what tries and to kill us this time I guess."