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"Why, we would be absolutely delighted to do so, Major Maldris. Where should we bring him once we have him and the evidence in custody?"
The Captain nods. ”Glad to hear it; just bring him to me here at the Wisp. I have an arrangement with Heryn Gale to operate here, in the back, while we await the announcement of Greyrein’s successor…”
"Will we have special papers denoting that we're deputies? What about the city guards here? Will they be annoyed with us encroaching on their territory?"
”Of course, you’ll have this warrant signed by me, meaning you are de facto deputies of Andor…and you’ll have no troubles from the local authorities as this is strictly an Andoran issue…”
He hands you the warrant and gives you directions to Halmont’s flat. ”Good luck and hope to see you back soon…”
You make your way to Halmont’s place, a two-story flat with four entrances; two double doors to the south, a double door to the north, and a single door on the east side…
NOTE: On the map, the level your icons are next to is the first floor of the apartment, ignore the blue boxes covering the north of the map as it deals with other floors in the place.

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Piotr moves carefully and quietly to the side door and waits for the others to get there. He presses a large lupine ear against the door and listens for anything within.
Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (14) + 15 = 29

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Professor Masaendri would also cast Mage Armor as soon as they left the Wisp.
Following the muscle, the Professor trails Piotr to the side door, making an effort to avoid being seen from the windows (except for a taking a quick peek of her own while he listens at the door).
Stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

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Earlier, upon arrival near Halmont’s Flat...
"Oh, yeah. I should put up some magical defence of my own."
Piotr pulls out an ancient, yellowed leg bone from some type of humanoid. He murmers a short prayer to Milani, "Dearest Everbloom, protect me in my time of need."
As he finishes, the femur slips from his hand and begins to float, slowly orbiting around him.

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Need a Stealth check from everyone except for the Professor (she already gave one)
While Piotr hears nothing and the Professor finds the blinds closed on all windows, both discover the door is trapped…they see it is configured to trigger when opened…

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Stealth: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (15) - 2 = 13
*Crunch, crunch, crunch...*
Piotr moves cautiously toward the door, making no effort to conceal his approach. The gravel covered pathway crunches beneath his boots, and daffodils and tulips bend and snap underfoot as he accidentally tramples through a flower bed.
"Oopsie."

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Hellebore stands back out of the way of any misfiring doors.

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Need a Stealth check from everyone except for the Professor (she already gave one)
While Piotr hears nothing and the Professor finds the blinds closed on all windows, both discover the door is trapped…they see it is configured to trigger when opened…
Piotr waves the Gninja over.
"Do your thing with this trap. I was just going to tear the string from the wall."
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Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (2) + 16 = 18
"Huh. How'd'ya know where I was? And that's 'gnignja' with two G's."
Frowning, she sets to work on the trap.
Disable Device: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30

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Lanel casts magic armor from his wand as soon as they arrive and follows the others. He sends his falcon Maggie to do a quick recon of the outside of the building.

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Stealth (Hellebore): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Stealth (Lanel): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Gnagnatsu delicately disarms the trap, deftly disconnecting the tripwire that triggers it…she then easily picks the lock as well…

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"Huh. How'd'ya know where I was? And that's 'gnignja' with two G's."
Piotr shakes his head.
"Pfft." he scoffs.'You gnomes have such a stragnge lagnguage."
"Did I say that correctly? I'm not fluent in gnomish whatsoever."

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"Much better. Now let's see what's inside."
Gnagnatsu will vanish and then open the door, quickly looking for a spot where she can both hide and observe. She only has 5 rounds of invisibility.

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The Professor gestures for everyone to file in before her.

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The Professor gestures for everyone to file in before her.
Piotr nods at The Professor. He draws his wickedly sharp sword and steps into the room. He glances about for anything out of the ordinary. He even looks up at the ceiling above him, worried for some reason there might be a green slime waiting to drop down on him.
Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (11) + 15 = 26
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You open the door into what is obviously a kitchen. There are several cabinets and a stone hearth is set up for cooking; two tables in the middle of the room are clean and ready for food preparation, along with another table in the northwest corner…

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Since no one seems to be here, Gnagnatsu will go straight to the next door and search it.
Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

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Hellebore grins at the Professor as she moves cautiously into the room, behind one of the kitchen tables. Just in case.
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

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Gnagnatsu carefully opens the door and, if she has any rounds of invisibility left, sneaks to a good spying vantage like she planned before.

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Arching an eyebrow at Hellebore's impudence, Professor Masaendri strides purposefully toward the far door. The priority here is securing any people in the premises, then securing the evidence. There will be plenty of time to search the kitchen for the latter after the former are securely trussed and tied.
For now, she listens from her vantage point for sounds coming from the room beyond.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

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Gnagnatsu opens the door and sees…
This is a broad room that houses a 15-foot-long dining table with eight elegant chairs…
The Professor’s keen Elven ears hears a slight noise coming from above…

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Waving to quietly get the group's attention, the Professor points up toward the source of the sound. She waits for everyone else to file into the next room before her.

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Piotr moves into the dining room, blade at the ready. He looks up at the ceiling, trying to make out what the noise is coming from above...
Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22

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Piotr cannot make out the noise that the Professor informs them of. He does notice a door in the southeast corner of the room and notices to the west an open entrance into another room, which appears to be the living room…

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Piotr moves toward a set of double doors along the south wall of the extravagant dining room.
"We should seal all the doors leading outside," he says. "If Halmont tries to make a run for it, I’m sure he’ll head for one of them. We can push the dining table against this door and the porcelain dish cabinet against the other. Should be enough to stall him if he tries to escape. We shoud do the same with the kitchen door too."
He calls out across the room, "Hey, Lanel! Think you’re strong enough to drag that kitchen table over and brace it against the door? With those noodly arms of yours?" Piotr adds with a small chuckle.
Turning away, he moves toward a small closet tucked into the corner. He opens the door carefully and scans the inside, keeping an eye out for anything unusual or useful.
Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34

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While strong Piotr delegates the moving of heavy objects to noodly-armed Lanel, the Professor peruses the living room for evidence.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

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"What, not offering to help, Professor?" Hellebore asks with a grin, as she continues to keep an eye out for anything of interest. "I freely admit to my noodly arms."
Casts detect magic
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22