Snarling in pain, Lankesh slices up Shikyo and then steps NW to threaten Pratavh!
Alwyn & Mohktar
Pratavh
Lankesh
Shikyomaru <----- WE ARE HERE
Lilly
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Faster than ought to be possible, Lankesh reaches out and stabs Pratavh in the kidney as the wizard backs away...
Realizing he's flanked, Lankesh steps NE and unleashes his fury on Lilly! She misjudges his reach as he sneaks a dagger past her guard, drawing a line in blood along her exposed chest. His second swipe is checked by a defensive block from her morningstar!
Mohktar gets a shot a the retreating Lankesh since that's not a 5' step.
Vudrani:
All mount ain't you? I shall enjoy cutting you several new ones! Mohktar leaps up behind Lankesh and aiming a kick at the apogee of his jump! Lankesh almost lazily ducks and considers his next move...
Lankesh points at Pratavh, enraged by the party's behavior, and mutters a guttural incantation. A streak of something liquid, something that burns shoots out to strike his shoulder!
Lankesh then advances into range of Pratavh and snarls!
DM Rolls:
As if eager to get this over with, Lankesh ascends the stairs several steps at a time. Suddenly he turns and the room is filled with a thunderous report and the smell of ozone as lightnings fly from his outstretched fingers! His whole visage shimmers revealing a hideous batlike face atom a powerfully built frame with backward-bending fingers which leaves little doubt as to Lankesh's fiendish nature.
Kn: Planes DC 20:
This bat headed creature is a Rakshasa! Surprise Round
Alywn may act in the surprise round.
Lankesh's eyes seem to bore into you for a moment before he relents. He gestures you to follow, and tells you with a sigh, "Tumhēṁ acchī taraha sē jōra dētē haiṁ. Mujhē kā pālana karēṁ, apanē kvārṭara aṭārī mēṁ haiṁ." Vudrani:
Very well if you insist. Follow me, his quarters are up in the attic. Secret DM Rolls:
Sense Motive DC27:
The eyes gave it away, you sense roiling anger beneath Lankesh's otherwise cool exterior. Mohktar: As Lankesh takes you to the servant's quarters, you notice Lankesh's fingers interlace in a strange way as he holds his hands behind himself. At the very least he's double jointed...
Lankesh blinks slightly and seems confused before replying, "Ōha tuma mērē naukara, Hendrick kī talavāra sē matalaba hai. Unhōnnē kahā ki bahuta kō'ī sandēha nahīṁ hai ki hamārē asthira śrī Mekhar parēśāna jō yaha ilāja kiyā. Maiṁ kucha hī dinōṁ mēṁ usē vāpasa um'mīda, hālāṅki maiṁ Hendrick sahī aba śahara sē bāhara hai ḍara laga rahā hai. Talavāra aba hai jahāṁ maiṁ maiṁ sujhāva thā, hālāṅki vaha isē dūra phēṅka aura befits apanē svabhāva kē rūpa mēṁ majabūta hōtī hai kucha pānē kē li'ē, āpakō nahīṁ batā sakatā. Vāstava mēṁ vē baṛē aura bālōṁ vālē haiṁ, bhalē hī kīṛē swatting kē li'ē ēka talavāra upayōga nahīṁ karanā cāhi'ē" Vudrani:
Oh you mean my manservant, Hendrick's sword. He treated it terribly which upset our volatile Mr Mekhar no doubt. I'm afraid Hendrick is out of town right now, although I expect him back in a few days. I couldn't tell you where the sword is now, although I did suggest he throw it away and get something sturdier as befits his temperament. Shouldn't really use a sword for swatting bugs even if they are big and hairy... Secret DM rolls:
Sense Motive DC 30: You think Lankesh was surprised by your request and you're not convinced he's been entirely truthful. You've never heard of him having a manservant before.
Lankesh's eyebrows furrow briefly as he replies, incredulously "Āpa yahām̐ hai ṭhākurō anurōdha para? Mai sabasē adhika sambhāvanā nahī hai... Isa bīmāra majāka kē kucha prakāra hai ki lagatā hai?! Mai vyasta hūm̐ dēkhō, mai kisī kī hatyā kē bārē mē kucha bhī patā nahī hai." He then stares at Alwyn hard, as if willing the bard to apologise. Vudrani:
You are here at the Thakurs request? I find that most unlikely... Is this some kind of sick joke?! Look I'm busy, I don't know anything about any murders. Secret DM rolls:
His reaction of surprise and indignation seems mighty authentic... Make a sense motive check.
You knock on the door and from within you hear a deep male voice call out, "Enter, the door is unlocked." You open the well oiled door which soundlessly opens to reveal a long corridor with plain albeit expensive wallpaper and a tasteful carpet. Standing just inside is a well-built Vudrani male with a beaklike nose, thick eyebrows, and a shaven head. He sports fashionable clothes and is clean shaven, with a traditional henna head tattoo to celebrate the season. He looks you up and down snootily and with slightly bored drawl he tells you, "Āpa mujhē kō'ī dilacaspī nahīṁ bēca rahē haiṁ jō kucha bhī" before folding his arms. Vudrani:
Whatever you're selling I'm not interested. Sense Motive DC 20: You get the impression he doesn't really believe you're selling anything, but he wants to put you on your back foot. |