Anselm lets Dagio slump to the ground. "My help is yours Muri, always. Pray, though, do not mock me for my efforts when you disagree with them. I know you to be a nobler soul than that."
He looks back to the entourage. "It's a good suggestion, though. My friends," he says to the trailing nobles. "I would be grateful for your help carrying this creature, as well as retrieving the unusual book creatures from the library."
"Oh, I'm not disagreeing with you. It's amusing. If something attacks us, and we defend ourselves, you're more likely to heal it and bring it along than not. Our situation is crazy, don't you think?" Muri doesn't try and argue about nobility, figuring they'll have better times for such conversations.
"On that we can agree!" Anselm looks at the rat, considering. "Actually, he may be the perfect case for our new pet books. I’m sure his story would make for an interesting read."
Time is somewhat fluid, but Anslem has not left the group to go talk to the streaming nobles as yet. Major Kort and others are pursuing forward momentum which get in the way of his plans as he chatters in the back with Muri.
Major Kort, finding no traps, picks the lock for a change and the door swings open to reveal - another door just a foot or so away! That door too, suddenly, swings open and the Major sees his counterpart, a stout halfling with their own thieves tools, looking just as surprised. Major Kort can’t help but notice his oppositions tools are nicer than his, masterwork for sure. His counterpart calls out, ”They’re here!” as he straightens up and draws his shortsword, a grim look on his face. You see another halfling behind him also drawing a shortsword.
From the back of the party you hear, ”I know that voice…” and Imistos the halfling servant draws his rapier at last.
HP: 23/23
AC: 15 (no armor or shield, but the blessing of the Major)
Fort +0; Ref +6; Will +4
Initiative +4 (Dex +2, Elven Reflexes +2)
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1 (blessing might add +2)
13 CMD (11 Flatfooted) (blessing might add +2)
Rapier +4, 1d6, 17-20x2 (anatomist)(Quick draw, Weapon Finesse, & Weapon Focus for rapier only)
Panache points = 3 + 1 for crit - 1 for escape artist use
Has help arrived or are we now flanked by two groups?
Kamari holds her ground and starts with a simple, "Friend or foe? Declare quickly."
She readies to stab something if it turns out to be foe.
The halfling with the thieves tools replies, grinning, "Why friend of course!"
- - -
K’Aldrian stares dumbly at the halfling in the doorway. His thieves’ tools (aka his tinkering tools) fall from his hands.
Something is wrong here.
"Foe, Kamari. Definitely foe."
Already annoyed, Anselm moves back into the hall. "I suspected you were a traitor, Imistos. I wish you hadn't proven me right."
After a swift gesture, his earthly friend emerges from the stone floor and strikes.
"Take the red haired halfling down. Try not to kill him."
HP 24 / 1 NL
AC 14
1st level spells 2/4
Summon monster 0/7
CLW wand 12/50
Alchemist’s fire 1/2
HP 17 / 17
AC 17
Round 1, Init 17
AC = 15/13/13
HP = 25/25
Weapon Equipped = Shepherd's Crook
Condition(s) = None
AC = 20/15/16
HP = 26/26
Weapon Equipped = Tooth, plural
Condition(s) = None
Muri watches as more violence breaks out, hearing unfamiliar voices that sound like they're familiar with them, and he has a hard time understanding what's afoot.
"If you know the voice, Imistos, and the voice means us harm, then do you mean us harm?" Muri moves back down the hall, bidding Underfoot to follow him. He quickly changes direction, allowing the sheepdog to take a position in front of Anselm, likely to protect the man, should Imistos prove to be enemy.
Muri can't bring himself to stab the other halfling, but he has no reservations about discouraging Imistos with a touch of misfortune.
Round 1, Init 20
"Now, why don't we believe you, little one? Perhaps it is just a long day that is making you cranky too?"
Mama D hums a lullabye of sorts and blows it into the room beyond The Good Major.
sleep, DC14, placed safely between the two in the far room.
As it effects Elen's possible moves (and Kamari's too!)...
vs DC 14
vs DC 14
Red drops his shortsword, the blade clattering to the ground just before he does. His buddy shakes it off and yells at the sleeping halfling, "Walther damnit!"
Kamari, you don't have anyone in reach for your proposed attack, though you are a 5' step from a sleeping foe.
Elen and Kamari up!
Kamari round 1, take 2
Having received the poorly spoken response from the "friend", Kamari steps in front of the major and tries to stab him.
rapier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Elen starts in surprise when a pair of halflings appear behind the door, her eyes growing wide.
"Friend or foe? Declare quickly.""Foe, Kamari. Definitely foe."
Her eyes go back to Anselm briefly. What is wrong with you, dear Anselm?
"Just a minute!" Elen shouts, waving her hand palm open at everyone. She turns her attention to the awake halfling at the door.
"What did you mean 'They're here'. Just who is it we're supposed to be? We are just trying to find our way out."
Anselm drops (?) the rat roughly (hopefully doing no more damage) and immediately pivots sending an elemental to attack your own halfling, no not that one - Imistos! The elemental lands a blow with a satisfying crunch as the poor man’s shoulder is almost certainly broken. Mama D fires a sleep into the next chamber, hoping to drop at least one of them out of the fight! Elen quite reasonably not wanting to murder everyone tries to calm things down and sort out the issue, but in the rear Imistos fights for his life, and in the front? Thugs. Muri piles on with Anslem and misfortunes the other halfling as he shuffles positioning. Kamari moves up and tries to stab the halfling though he’s unsuccessful.
The blue halfling moves up and attacks around the edge of the door.
(cover) and Fort DC 14 (poison)
The red halfling replies to Elen before stabbing back and then 5’ steps to the side. ”You’re Lotheed’s bunch, and you’re done now. Lay down your weapons and we’ll kill you quick, or ransom you to your families. Refuse, and you die here!”
and Fort DC 14 (poison)
Meanwhile, Imistos is surprised by an attack by the party! He cries out in pain yelling, ”You daft noble idiots. That’s my cousin! He’s more of a shit than you are! Let me through! By the gods!” He fights back against the elemental, trying to save his own life even as he frowns at Muri piling on with powers of his own to further weaken the poor man.
vs DC 13 or -1 to initiative, saves, and attacks
The train of nobles becomes uneasy at this latest attack, seemingly on them by the party (they don’t know what’s going on in front). Dame Trant nods knowingly, unsurprised by the seemingly sudden change. She draws her blade and moves up to confront the elemental as well (double move).
Out of sheer panic, the other nobles draw an assortment of daggers, most of which have never seen action aside from the occasional letter - but they’re ready to defend their lives! Jowuan Zubari (the priest) cries out, ”Why all the bloodshed?” as he recasts light and draws a slightly rusty morningstar.
Round 1, Init last again
K’Aldrian finally snaps out of his daze, reacting very slowly. He picks up his crossbow (having put it down to use his tools) and casts Shield of Faith on Kamari (+2 AC), 5’ stepping away.
hp: 22/22
AC: 15/13/12
Saves: F2/R5/W6 +3 vs. enchantment, +1 vs. illusions +2 vs. poison
Lowlight. PBS.
Aroden's Verve: 0/4 used
GlitterBomb: 0/0 used
Extend GammaRadiation: 0/0 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/0
Staff of Courage: 0/0
0: (create water, detect magic/poison, light, stabilize,read magic)
1: 4/6 used (CLW*2,Shield*2)
[ dice]1d20+1[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d6-1[/dice] damage.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
Bolts: 17/20
HP: 21/23 and -2 strength
AC: 17? (no armor or shield, but the blessing of the Major and now shield of faith)
Fort +0; Ref +6; Will +4
Initiative +4 (Dex +2, Elven Reflexes +2)
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1 (blessing might add +2)
13 CMD (11 Flatfooted) (blessing might add +2)
Rapier +4, 1d6, 17-20x2 (anatomist)(Quick draw, Weapon Finesse, & Weapon Focus for rapier only)
Panache points = 3 + 1 for crit - 1 for escape artist use
A tank she is not.
Kamari winces as one of the two poisoned short swords catch her.
She breathes a sigh of relief as one of the attackers falls to Mama D's spell and tries another forward roll to move past the other and leave room for help from others.
Kamari tries to get her revenge on red, but fails to do so.
Finally, she shouts, "Their blades are poisoned!"
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Round 2
"Not so hard, my stony friend. We don't want to kill him."
Chiding the elemental, Anselm spends time informing the nobles. "Lady Trant, I'm trying to protect you from this traitor."
Meanwhile, the earth elemental pulls its punches as it strikes.
Round 2, Init 18
"Their blades are poisoned!"
So it's to be like that, is it?
Spinning and jumping and tumbling, Elen vaults herself through the door and brings her blade down on Blue.
"Dirty pool, old man!"
for
Round 2, Init 20
HP: 10/13
AC: 11/11/10 (+1 dex)
Fort +1; Ref +1; Will +6(+2 vs enchantments)
immune: sleep
Initiative +1
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1
CMD12
Mama draws out the Rat's wand/club/rod thing but realizes she won't be able to get a good enough shot from where she stands currently.
"when Needs Must, Good Major, into the foray!"
she rushes through the door in hopes of both getting a better shot, and distracting the assailant enough to let the others follow as well.
Blue takes his AoO, not on Elen, not on Kamari, but on Mama D! (the others made the CMD)
Round 2, Init 17
AC = 15/13/13
HP = 25/25
Weapon Equipped = Shepherd's Crook
Condition(s) = None
AC = 20/15/16
HP = 26/26
Weapon Equipped = Tooth, plural
Condition(s) = None
Muri reaffirms his command to Underfoot. "Protect him, Girl." Underfoot stands firm in front of Anselm, though her head bobs right and left, watching the doorway of the Secret Door.
"Why all the bloodshed?”
Muri chirps up. "You witnessed the rat and the swarms, right? Well, there are more rats ahead, even if they sound like halflings. Halflings with poisoned blades, waiting for 'Lotheed's Bunch', which is us, I think. When folks are still trying to injure us, even when we ask for permission to pass, then there's nothing but to protect ourselves. Imistos here still hasn't explained why he put his hand on his weapon, when he heard his cousin's voice. I'm starting to agree with Anselm here. I only hope we can demonstrate our just actions to you, once the fight is over."
Muri finally speaks to Lady Trant. "Don't. Leave the elemental alone. You should keep back, like you've done this whole time. If you're injured or even killed down here, you'll never learn what happened above."
Major Kort protects Kamari as he steps out of the way of battle. Anselm tries to calm the nobles, though his words ring hollow to them - or are at least unconvincing. He also convinces his elemental to pull its punches, though it still manages a fierce, if nonlethal, blow. Mama D puts red to sleep and draws an AoO as she gets into position to tap the evil little man with her wand, taken from another crazy little man, but she misses. Elen tumbles through successfully, but cannot quite land a blow. Muri tries to squeeze a minute’s worth of conversation into six seconds as he tries to explain the parties predicament to the nobles. He fails with Dame Trant (not enough time) but succeeds in brow-beating the nobles into some form of submission. Kamari tumbles through successfully, and tries to take her revenge on blue, though she just misses, perhaps due to her weakened condition.
The blue halfling 5’ steps behind Kamari to try and avoid being surrounded, and strikes back at her, fear starting to show in his eyes now he’s alone.
Red snores blissfully unaware of the bad space he’s in.
Imistos is having trouble seeing as the left side of his face is beginning to swell where the elemental hit him. That eye is closing as the blood rushes to it, but he does what he can to defend himself, continuing his attack on the fearsome elemental. ”You’re a bloody idiot!” he screams as he swings angrily.
(flank, misfortune)
Dame Trant, also attacks the elemental, unconvinced by Anselm’s words or Muri’s, ”You lot are tricksy, and clearly not to be trusted! You’re leading us to our deaths, or capture and ransom, and I’ll have none of it!” She cries shrilly as she strikes to aid poor Imistos.
(flank)
The other nobles are caught up in the confusion and back away a bit. They consider fleeing but there’s no where to flee to! They seem to be getting their gumption together for a last stand, but they hesitate. Jowuan Zubari seems to consider casting something, but simply clutches his holy symbol in trembling hands for now.
The poison continues to course through Kamari's veins. Another DC 14 Fort save please or 1d2 more strength damage.
HP: 21/23 and -4 strength
AC: 17? (no armor or shield, but the blessing of the Major and now shield of faith)
Fort +0; Ref +6; Will +4
Initiative +4 (Dex +2, Elven Reflexes +2)
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1 (blessing might add +2)
13 CMD (11 Flatfooted) (blessing might add +2)
Rapier +4, 1d6, 17-20x2 (anatomist)(Quick draw, Weapon Finesse, & Weapon Focus for rapier only)
Panache points = 3 + 1 for crit - 1 for escape artist use
"F'ing poison!"
Kamari slips five feet to the corner and waits for a flank so she can stab the viper through his vertebrae, between his ribs, through his heart, and out between his other ribs.
Elen glides into flank and brings her blade down on Blue.
for
Round 3, Init 17
AC = 15/13/13
HP = 25/25
Weapon Equipped = Shepherd's Crook
Condition(s) = None
AC = 20/15/16
HP = 26/26
Weapon Equipped = Tooth, plural
Condition(s) = None
Muri sighs with exasperation. "Anselm, you had better be right about Imistos. This has become a problem I didn't expect. With her makeup smeared like it is, I didn't think she had any fight left in her."
Muri levels his Shepherd's Crook against Imistos, seeking to end the conflict with halfling, and preparing for another confrontation with Trant. This time, the halfling uses his words against Imistos. "You should have answered me, convinced me of your unfortunate luck."
Muri sends Underfoot at him as well, seeking to down the rapiered halfling before the elemental goes down. "Sic 'em, Girl!"
Round 3
Anselm continues to direct the elemental in its language.
"Don't harm the woman. Take down the halfling then come to me."
He calls out to Jowuan Zubari. "I swear to you, on the honor of House Basri, we are friends within these walls. We will not harm you."
The elemental continues to pummel Imistos. It glides into the ground once he falls.
Round 2, Init last again
K’Aldrian is mercifully unaware of anything happening with the nobles and focuses on his halflings in front of him rather than behind.
He moves up to get a clear shot at the foe, no longer worried about hitting his companions with is crossbow.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
Bolts: 16/20
hp: 22/22
AC: 15/13/12
Saves: F2/R5/W6 +3 vs. enchantment, +1 vs. illusions +2 vs. poison
Lowlight. PBS.
Aroden's Verve: 0/4 used
GlitterBomb: 0/0 used
Extend GammaRadiation: 0/0 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/0
Staff of Courage: 0/0
0: (create water, detect magic/poison, light, stabilize,read magic)
1: 4/6 used (CLW*2,Shield*2)
[ dice]1d20+1[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d6-1[/dice] damage.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
Bolts: 16/20
Muri watches as Imistos seems to teeter in the face of Anselm's elemental, so decides to advance down the hallway, and see what he has yet to lay eyes on. He calls Underfoot to his side, making sure the numbers ahead are not overwhelming.
Round 2, Init 20
HP: 10/13
AC: 11/11/10 (+1 dex)
Fort +1; Ref +1; Will +6(+2 vs enchantments)
immune: sleep
Initiative +1
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1
CMD12
Mama D tries once again to jolt the halfling from his bad intent, but flails a little. "Hold still, would you!" She makes sure to keep her cane in her other hand, should something more physical be called for.
Major Kort slips onto the room and takes his shot, but cannot quite land a blow. Anselm swears on his house that he’s honest as he continues to attack the helpless halfling. His elemental beats him to the ground, and almost seems to smirk as it descends into the ground only to rise again next to Anselm. Mama D leans in, electricity crackling on her finger-tips, but she misses again. Elen circles around to setup the flank as she lands a blow. Muri leaves Anselm and his elemental to defend against the noble threat as he moves to the other front. Kamari too lands a blow, though not as decisive as she’d like with the poison sapping her strength.
The blue halfling 5’ steps toward Elen to get a little closer to the exit. He stabs at Elen hoping she’ll just get out of the way.
Red snores blissfully unaware of the bad space he’s in.
Imistos collapses on the ground in a heap behind a bench, his rapier clattering down the platform. He’s bleeding from his injuries, but not in a life threatening way (though there’s certainly some internal hemorrhaging).
Dame Trant throws down her longsword in disgust. ”You’ve beaten me before, you’ll just do it again.” She points to some visible welts and minor injuries, ”They did this earlier today!! Don’t trust them!” she shrills before going sullenly silent.
The other nobles look at the dying halfling, for so he certainly looks to them, and cast about dejected. They cannot hope to muster much of a fight, and aren’t the sort to really try. Dejected, they too cast down their weapons, and you can see from their fearful looks, Anselm hasn’t make much of an impact on their trust though they pose no further threat.
The poison continues to course through Kamari's veins. Another DC 14 Fort save please or 1d2 more strength damage.
Elen slides back and attacks the halfing (blue) again.
for
Hits -4
Round 3, Init 20
HP: 10/13
AC: 11/11/10 (+1 dex)
Fort +1; Ref +1; Will +6(+2 vs enchantments)
immune: sleep
Initiative +1
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1
CMD12
"Behave!"
HP: 21/23 and -4 strength
AC: 17? (no armor or shield, but the blessing of the Major and now shield of faith)
Fort +0; Ref +6; Will +4
Initiative +4 (Dex +2, Elven Reflexes +2)
Speed 30
BAB +1
CMB +1 (blessing might add +2)
13 CMD (11 Flatfooted) (blessing might add +2)
Rapier +4, 1d6, 17-20x2 (anatomist)(Quick draw, Weapon Finesse, & Weapon Focus for rapier only)
Panache points = 3 + 1 for crit - 1 for escape artist use
Kamari finally resists the poison and steps up to finish off blue, but the poison has taken its toll.
Round 3, Init last again
K’Aldrian reloads and shoots again.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
hp: 22/22
AC: 15/13/12
Saves: F2/R5/W6 +3 vs. enchantment, +1 vs. illusions +2 vs. poison
Lowlight. PBS.
Aroden's Verve: 0/4 used
GlitterBomb: 0/0 used
Extend GammaRadiation: 0/0 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/0
Staff of Courage: 0/0
0: (create water, detect magic/poison, light, stabilize,read magic)
1: 4/6 used (CLW*2,Shield*2)
[ dice]1d20+1[/dice] to hit;
[ dice]1d6-1[/dice] damage.
to hit; (+PBS)
damage;
Major Kort finally nails the remaining halfling. Mama D’s fingers lightly brush the halfling, but it’s enough for the electricity to arc into the poor man - dropping him to the floor as his body shudders from the jolt. He's not dead, but he is bleeding out.
The nobles stand around uneasily, waiting to see what happens next. Lord Wilfen Botoles begins quietly to cry a little, though he tries to put a brave face on it.
The poison is done and combat is over as the halls, once ringing with multiple battles, quiets.
Kamari rushes to the bleeding halting and then the sleeping halfling looking for cures for the poison.
"They must have something for the poison on them in case of accidents."
She empties their pockets and strips them down if necessary.
Muri scurries through the second room, where lie unconscious halflings, and he briefly thinks there but for the grace of Shelyn go I. He spots the injuries spread out among the women, no injuries on the Major, and he frowns.
As Kamari searches one of the halflings, talking about poison, Muri keeps moving forward, through the doors ahead, and the smaller room to the north. When he sets eyes on the further reaches of the underground, he barks back to the others in report.
Underfoot does take a moment to sniff at Kamari's side, before catching up effortlessly with the upright halfling.
Elen tries to stabilize the most immediate injured halfling while helping Kamari search for an antidote.
... managing only to tie the gauze into a bloody knot. "Oh!! Could someone who knows how to do this come in here and do this!" she says, resigning from the effort.
Anselm moves to Imistos' side and checks to make sure he's alive.
Uncertain, he calls upon Shelyn to stabilize him before turning to the nobles.
"We had an altercation earlier this evening, as Dame Trant here was busy roughing up a senator. All of our passions were aroused in advance of the oath, and even more so after the massacre. But you have my word: There shall be no harm to you by my hand. This fellow here, though, posed a danger to us all. He will live to breath another day. If I was mistaken about his allegiance with the people waiting ahead to attack us, I shall submit myself to the courts."
With that, he picks up the sword Dame Trant threw down. Lifting it, he presents it to her pommel first. "I pray you will forgive me for our fight earlier this evening. Please keep this for your protection."
"Oh!! Could someone who knows how to do this come in here and do this!"
"I can try to help," Kort moves over to assist Elen, respecting her efforts to save Kamari who took a blade for him. "Let me have a look. This was never my strength..."
Heal
Heal
K'Aldrian then focuses on the immediate disarming of the halfling goons, ensuring that they have no weapons, loot, or poisons upon them. If he had rope, he might have tied them up, but no, that's not formal wear fit for a Senate gala.
Kamari, just for clarity, you are free of the ongoing poison (you made your save) though its effects do linger…
You search the two downed halflings, and find little of value. Their shortswords are masterwork (310gp ea) (one has medium spider venom on it - anyone who touches it gets to deal with the poison rolls) but of course there is a lovely set of masterwork thieves’ tools (100gp).
Imistos is a little wealthier with a portion of neutralize poison (750gp), two doses of medium spider venom (150gp ea), another set of masterwork thieves’ tools (100gp), a fine silk handkerchief (5gp), and a silver religious symbol* (25gp).
Together the three of them are also carrying 35gp in loose change.
- - -
Finally, you also find a letter (image) on the sleeping halfling which reads…
”Team Two,”
”Keep watch over Martella’s stooges while we dispatch her Ladyship. They seem useless, but our contract specifies eliminating Lotheed AND anyone she is working with. If they’re particularly noteworthy - say a senator or noble - keep them alive and we’ll interrogate them along with Lotheed. Have Imistos bring any such targets to the Dignified Repository.”
”- The Fantabulous Killer of the Brotherhood of Silence”
Muri, the last halfling standing, checks ahead a bit and finds some stairs, down, but just a few and then a hallway (and the edge of this map). He returns to the party in safety having found no one else.
Elen tries to stave death from the halfling she fought, though she’s clearly having trouble, so she gives up for others to try and helps Kamari instead. Major Kort does what he can as well, but the poor halfling dies under their ministrations, so he too helps Karami search.
Anselm does his best to again befriend the nobles, but the rift is large, and the fear still real. They pick up their weapons, even Dame Trant, but it’s clear they carry them uneasily, knowing they’re in your power - and, for now, unsure what that might mean. Anselm talks a good talk, but when he had a flicker of doubt he lashed out decisively, and violently, and that gives the nobles some pause (except perhaps Dame Trant, but she has other issues).
Anselm confers with his comrades. "I'm afraid I frightened the nobles. I can see here, though, that my concern was well placed. He was a follower of Thamir Gixx, the halfling god of assassins. And he was carrying poison."
Looking at the letter, he nods. "Perhaps someone else could share this news with our entourage. They have not responded to my reassurances."
"Tools!'
Kamari's mood lifts at finally finding something useful. She holds onto one pair and offers the other to the Major. "They appear nicer than the ones you have."
She passes around the potions to those with more knowledge only to be disappointed to find out there's nothing there for her.
"I feel like I've been lugging furniture all day to help someone move. I just feel drained. Even my rapier feels heavy in my hands. Can anyone assist?" Kamari looks about hopefully.
She looks over the note and
"Who is team one?" She does muse aloud though.
Kamari considers Anselm's request, but believes the optics of someone older might be better for approaching the nobles.
Elen checks back with the halfling (Blue) after the search for an antidote only to find him dead. She spends a moment of quiet over him, studying the other things that stand out about him. I'm going to have to atone for this."
She passes around the potions to those with more knowledge only to be disappointed to find out there's nothing there for her."Who is team one?"
Helping her to her feet, Elen hands Kamari a fine silk handkerchief.
"Good question, Kamari," Elen says, glancing at Imistos, Trant and Jowuan Zubari. "Dignified Repository? We need to find out who wrote this and make sure they live up to their name -- 'Killer of Silence'."
K'Aldrian looks at Imistos, then at Anselm. The note from the 'The Fantabulous Killer of the Brotherhood of Silence' hangs in Kort's hand.
"But how you know again? How did you know?!" Kort seems amazed that Anselm just *knew*. He shrugs. "Just explain it to me one more time." He shakes his head and pockets Imistos' fancy thieves tools from Kamari.
Kort examines the poison, and pockets it for study.
"Yeah...so you just attacked him, huh? He seemed so useless...huh..." K'Aldrian shakes his head. "And with the halfling god of assassins too. That's just strange."
"Who is team one?" She does muse aloud though.
Kort shrugs again.
"Maybe team one was the group that originally attacked the party. I dunno. Hard to say, but not sure we know."
"M'Della? Do you have any ideas? Have you pieced together anything?" Kort asks Mama D.
Anselm produces more evidence of Imistos’ guilt with the unholy symbol… and then the letter is found. Clearly, Imistos, wearing a senate badge, was whisked away to safety - splitting him from his team - Team Two. He laid low and bided his time but he drew his blade too soon, which may have doomed him. Though certainly carrying poison is not, itself, an evil act. After all you carry some now (unless you’re disposing of it here).
You know nothing about Team One other than conjecturing its existence.
As halflings go, the dead one is much like any other. He is somewhat hairier then most perhaps, and there is a mean sneer, that not even the mask of death can hide.
Trant remains silent when Elen approaches, but Jowuan tries to be helpful. He reads the note, but doesn’t make any connection and shrugs unhelpfully in the end. The other nobles also look clueless.
Muri returns to report that the way forward is clear. Given the attention being paid to the downed halflings, Muri also retrieves the Rapier of Imistos, and brings it to Kamari. "When you're better, a better weapon."
The halfling takes his time reading over the missive. "'Fantabulous'. That's a strange word, but we've heard it before. The clown that Elen irritated. They were roaming the Senate floor with us."
Muri brings Underfoot to smell each of the halflings, just in case.
"So, we wait for them to wake up, and we ask them questions? Seems reasonable, before we push on, I think."
"I could not have known for certain, but his earlier reluctance and sudden bravery made me concerned for the safety of Dame Trant and the others here. I... It seemed best to summon help that could incapacitate — not kill — him."
Anselm considers Muri and the Major's words. He droops a little. It has been a very long day.
"Perhaps the book creatures we met earlier could slake their thirst with Dagio and these assassins, without undue harm. That may be answer enough for our questions."