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You can rely on the grandeur of your performances rather than ordinary social skills. You can use Performance instead of Diplomacy to Make an Impression and instead of Intimidation to Demoralize. You can also use an acting Performance instead of Deception to Impersonate. You can use your proficiency rank in Performance to meet the requirements of skill feats that require a particular rank in Deception, Diplomacy, or Intimidation.
Marcus grabs Flitch and looks him in the eye. "Panicking will not make anything better. Remember, just walk in like you're supposed to be there. Don't ham it up, just be natural. We've got backup plans. We've got backup plans for our backup plans. We've got a stone giant. We're good."
As Vura begins to lose her lunch Marcus straightens up his uniform. When another guard comes by he winks at her, then berates her just loud enough for the other guard to hear. "Another drunken lout ready to leave? Not without paying a fine for littering!"
He grabs her by the arm and leads her onward. "This way you rotten tippler... lets see if you've got the coin or if you're doing a night in the drunk tank."
He gets her out of sight, then sends her on her way. If any guards happen past again who saw the spectacle he just nods and mutters, "Surprised she could cover the fine... must not have converted it all to booze after all."
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The group tries to calm Flitch down but he only seems to worsen a bit as Sola tries to consul the panicked man. More guards seem to notice. "What is going on with this one?" Ellvard approaches and asks. "Should just toss him in detention for a bit to calm down." He looks to your group shfting his hand slightly. "That is unless the cells are full." He rubs his fingers together looking for a small bribe.
They other guard pays little mind as you seem to sooth Vurna's sickness momentarily. She stands back up. "I am fine, it seems to have passed." She wipes the specks of vomit from her mouth, though still looks a bit pale.
The younger guard looks to Marcus. "Say, do I know you?" He snaps his fingers at the guard outfit he is wearing.
Just then a gust of wind whooshes past and blows some of your travel papers from your hands.
Ellvard grows a bit annoyed at how long the line is taking. "Papers, please." He holds his hands out to inspect your travel papers.
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Marcus grins when he hears the name. "Ah... Elvard the art salesman?"
He slips a receipt to Elvard and whispers. "I presume this... disappearing would be sufficient for the cells to be full today?"
"New recruit. Were you in training with me?"
"Not lettin' those get away..."
Marcus does his best to give the usual non-committal answers of someone in a hurry.
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Griphook begins to move things around like slightly push them to create disturbing sounds and all. Or checking things as if inspecting them that is so obvious somebody might take notice.
He is so busy and intent of what he us doing when suddenly the wind blows and the files he is holding is blown! ”Oh, no!”
He gives a poker face in front of Ellvard, acting confident and telling him visually that he has no time to explain if the papers are legitimate and he has more important business to do so Ellvard must do his work faster.
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Sola tries to be sneaky but immediately bumps into a guard who then begins to question her. Having the papers fly out of her hands she sighs in disgust and she awkwardly tries to grab them. After getting in trouble with the guards she discretely passes off the paper to the closest member of the group. After being out of sight of anyone she then screams on top of her lungs at how bad her luck was.
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Ellvard sees right through Marcus' disguise, especially as the wind blows the tarp off of the corner of the stone giant, who is looking straight at the guard and offers a small wave.
The group desperately tries to cover it up, though luckily you have enough leverage against Ellvard as Marcus begins to remind the guard of his fraudulent sale of artwork, he shoves Garrla's stolen ledger as well as the affidavit from Themolin’s desk into the Guards hands as proof causing Ellvard's eyes to widen.
Ellvard knows his job but is corrupt, preferring to take in bribes rather than criminals. He clears his throat. "They are good, let them pass." He waves your group onward.
Once past the guards at the docks, you and
remaining refugees are able to slip out of Edasseril
without further detection. Aboard the Merry Mayfly,
you sail, unmolested to Magnimar.
Once there, you meet with Sheila Heidmarch and Valais Durant to discuss the outcome of your mission and receive expressions of warm gratitude from the refugees they helped. Those who had escaped earlier aboard the Rolanna’s Prayer are also present at Heidmarch Manor and eager to exchange stories of one another’s exploits. Those freed refugees are grateful to the Pathfinder Society for their freedom and most pledge their services and good will for the benefit of the Society in the years to come. For his part, Guaril is appreciative "You lot did a good job, but do you happen to have my payment?" He wriggles his fingers around awaiting his coins."[/b]
[oocYou smuggled out the stone Giant so will mark box A. The primary objective was completed for smuggling any refugees out of Edasseril.[/ooc]
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Marcus sighs and shakes his head. "Now now Sola..." He hands over the barest minimum contractually allowed, which he most certainly tallied up on the ride... down to the copper piece. "As agreed to. Oh, and you may be receiving a bill at some point from a one Mr. Seddothrum whom was deputized as a Pathfinder and utilized as a form of insurance for protecting your clientele."
He knows full well there is no way that will actually happen, but he enjoys watching Guaril squirm... and he winks to Valais while he's at it.
He then hands the rest of the collected, but not contractually reserved cash and/or valuable items collected over to Sheila. "Presuming he decides to remain affiliated with the Pathfinders, you may need to see if we have any Wayfinders in giant size."