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Man, I really wanted to play a minotaur, too. :(

Good luck, and I'll be waiting when you're done.

I'm here.

Sounds like a plan to me.

That'll do it, I think.

"There's nothing more we can learn here," Codrus said, turning to leave. "Let's go to this University and get to the bottom of this!"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

"So, were you able to question him at all yesterday?" Codrus asked, placing a hand on Alastor's shoulder to keep him from leaving just yet.

"What the Warforged said" Codrus said, smiling and keeping his hands in as nonthreatening a position as he can.

Codrus carefully approaches the nearest guardsman, hoping not to trigger an aggressive response. "What happened here? Is everyone accounted for?"

"The missing Warforged does seem like it would be related to our incident." Codrus agreed. "We'll look into it after we speak to the guard."

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

I'm good either way

Same here.

Codrus votes Watch House

"We'll check it out in the morning." Codrus said. "seems like we have a busy day ahead of us."

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Heads up, guys. I'm back from my trip. Will post tomorrow.

Welcome back!

What he said.

"I'll trust your judgment on that." Codrus says.

No, she brought it up. You even quoted the relevant post already.

Afraid I don't have Local :(

"I wonder if I should be offended by this..." Codrus mutters to himself before turning to the others. "So let's see what we have here." he says out loud, reaching for the man's pack.

"Codrus Parin" The minotaur says, looking around. Once the street clears, he speaks again. "Now looks like a good time to find someplace to discuss this."

Codrus rumbles in his chest, but relents. "Very well, we'll come for him in the morning." motioning the others aside, he tells them "It will take time for his friends to come for him," He whispers, "I should make my way near the guardhouse at sunset and keep my own watch."

I think further aid would be redundant here. :)

Well that's a relief. :)

Codrus sighs before pushing the captured Warforged over to the Guard.

"This Warforged was part of a group that attacked us!" Codrus said, moving the tied construct towards the guard. "They killed the Goblin, who led us to this location. We don't know who killed the man."

"Grab the victim's ring and gear!" Codrus calls back to the Human and Lizardwoman as he shoots a glare at the crowd to hasten their parting. "No point leaving them for looters!"

"Now we need a secure place to sort this all out..." he mutters to Glaive as the clear the crowd.

"Take the rope from my pack and help me tie him up." Codrus asked Glaive. "We should probably bring the man's pack and ring too, they might hold clues as well."

Maintain Grapple for tying: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Maintaining Grapple: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

"Maybe he can answer our questions, then!" Codrus said, trying to keep the warforged pinned underneath him.

"Get back here, we're not finished" Codrus cried before taking off after them.

On the off chance he can catch one:
grapple: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Zakmiv is still kinda out of it, per her last Discussion post. I think we can trust our GM to NPC that part for now.

"I don't think they will, Ma'am!" Codrus said to Tarragon, hurling his Javelin at the Warforged nearest the wall. The shaft spins as it is released, uncoiling from the strap wrapped around it.

Javelin: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Honestly, I contemplated just straight-up hurling.

"And that would be why!" Codrus snarled, sliding a javelin into his hand, his thick fingers taking hold of the the cord wrapped around the end.

initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

I'm ready as I'll ever be.

Me too!

Codrus is still ready for action.

As far as I can tell, there's still enough of us to keep going, so let's! :)

"Strange that he doesn't seem to have been robbed," Codrus says. "even after the fact."

Darn wind-up butterflies!

""'Humans' he says." Codrus grumbles as he follows.

Arriving at the body, he stoops down and examines the body, taking care not to touch it just yet.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

"Don't insult those who come to your aid, little one." Codrus growled, Intimidate: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20 "He was the first to come to your cries, and now you change your story? Perhaps you believe I would be more receptive to your tale?"

Codrus watches the man go, then gives the others a small smile and gets up to follow.

Codrus looks up. That does not sound good.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

I could be wrong, but I think he saw it. :)

Same here.

Codrus clears his throat, hoping he didn't have to spend too long in the city. "Have a seat. I think the ham is still fit for Humans to eat!

There is a sudden hush and bustle as the door is forcefully pushed open. Codrus' cheeks burned as he felt everyone's eyes on him.

Codrus stepped into the common room. Now was it the left or right side... Oh, right! Spotting the living constructs, he made his way to the table with a surprising amount of quiet, stopping only to pick out the sturdiest chair available.

Looking at first post, seems in this adventure we not using the previous idea of a military squad system. The various characters would somehow end up at tavern. I going to need to alter the background from the travelling caravan (including the first few paragraphs).

Well, you and the Warforged can stil be part of the same group. I don't mind being Odd Bull Out that stays among the other strangers.

Hey, everybody.

I think we all are.