Pip is happy. Well, he isn't, really, but he is content, "Well, justice was served at least. I'm honestly surprised. Maybe this organization will be able to do some good things. I think I'll stick around."
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Pip glares at him, "The murdering slaver? Just let him go? No penalties for his horrible crimes? Yeah? That work for you?"
Pip steps up and wand heals Nails.
Pip pulls out a wand and tries to heal the dwarf, ”Gotcha buddy.”
Pip puts the key away and holds his already loaded sling, "We got this."
Pip loads his sling and pulls out the key, ”I have a key if you all find a lock.” But he also stays back.
Pip checks the pockets of their tied up foe with a smile, ”Gotta lighten your load in case we let you run later.” He then heads downstairs.
Pip sighs, ”Well I wanted to be nice about this, but you are a horrible person. Muscles, grab him and tie him up. We can’t let this guy free. He deserves everything coming to him and apparently isn’t even smart enough to even play the game to save his own skin.”
Pip calms his racing heart down and finally adds, ”Besides, we need you to sign over the slaves to us in a legal fashion. Otherwise it’s a lot harder for us to free them later. Might be a good first step in your redemption arc, right?”
Pip eyes him, ”Slaves you captured? For what purpose… friend.”
Pip shrugs, ”To us, at least. Let’s go find them.”
Pip pipes up, ”Firstly friend, why don’t you introduce us to any crew hiding downstairs. We want to be friendly to them too. After that, maybe we can all look for what we need together.”
It probably broke Pip’s spell over him…
Pip steps up to see the man and weaves a spell into his words, ”Yes friend, let’s make a deal.” Charm Person DC 15 Will.
Pip steps up and taps Nails with his wand, then comments at the brigand, ”Now now, where were ya going so fast? Maybe you want to reconsider your options? Like maybe surrender as the primary one?”
Pip pulls Nails’ wand of healing out in his other hand and moves up, ”Wait a tic, let’s not go in hurt.”
Pip draws his short sword and moves up, ”Climbing is hard.”
Pip climbs ten more feet with his two actions (take ten).
Pip climbs. Maybe.
Pip tries to take the first rope up, following the silver-tongued Avi, ”I’m comin, these short legs are surprisingly just as terrible at helping me climb as you would think.”
If no Take 10:
Pip grabs the other knotted rope and ties it to a grappling hook. He holds it up for someone to throw, ”Might as well toss two.”
Pip whispers, ”Get me close enough and I can maybe charm our way up.”
Finally up and somewhat safe in the rocking boat, Pip grabs Nails’ offered wand and starts the process of healing.
”There ya go, don’t mind the last scratch. Ladies like scars.”
”And you too.”
And then he keeps the wand until the mission ends. Because he definitely should.
Pip pipes up, ”Oh there definitely is, sir. An underwater crossbow, I believe. I’ve seen them in action, pretty darn useful. Is that why you haven’t hit yet? You should switch to that weapon instead.” His suggestion is likely not helpful.
Pip tries his best to keep everyone’s spirits up after a death has just been experienced, ”Uh well. It’s uh, all fun and games until someone gets their eyes stabbed out and dies? Yeah. Anyway sorry, that’s about the last joke I got.”
Pip quips, ”Up a creek without a paddle. Where are the paddles, anyway?”
If anyone goes unconscious:
Pip tries to grab them to keep their head above water.
Pip grabs the boat and pants, ”Did you all hear the story about the gillman?” Smiling at the confusion he adds, ”It was a real ‘fish outta water’ story!”
Pip shrugs, "Well, rowing is why we brought muscles here anyway, that works." He takes the pass and sketches down a quick summary of the map, before leading the group to a rowboat and plopping down to navigate... ...at least until they get far enough away to let someone who may be better do the job do it.
Pip waves his team forward and saunters on over to the two men. His eyes go wide as he gets close, "Oh look a kitty! Can I pet them? Well, hold on. They won't bite, right? Anyway, kitty aside, we did the job. You can see from my buddy here it didn't go clean, but don't worry, most of the blood is not his. You gonna row us out to Du Moire already?"
Pip tries to climb down the offered rope, bracing his feet against the wall as he goes. Hopefully only the rings were greased.
Pip steps into the room and moves gingerly over the bodies to his fellow pathfinder, then activates his held scroll.
As Nails comes barely back to consciousness, the small fellow smiles down at him, ”We won! You busted that woman’s face in. And then your anger must have manifested some sort of heavenly fire to burn the rest of them down. It was impressive. Also, you got any magical healing wands, scrolls or potions? Cause I’m out.”
Pip hears the bodies hit the floor inside, ”I hope those weren’t our guys.” He tries to climb up the window again and perch on the ledge.
If that all works, he pulls out a scroll (CLW).
Pip keeps up his jokes, ”How did the halfling swashbuckler enjoy his salad? With spanache!” He looks around, ”Alright, not my best work. It’s a little hard coming up with winners all the time.” He tries to climb up onto the ledge.
And balance on the ledge.
If that all works as he hopes, he pulls out a scroll (clw).
Pip frowns, then smiles and jokes, ”Hah! Looks like they forgot to install a differently abled entrance on this window. That’s just terrible, I think I’m gonna boycott this establishment on any of my future break-ins.”
Pip yells to the others, ”Hey, we gotta entrance back here! Sorta.”
Pip shrugs and points around the corner. He tries again at any windows they find there.
Pip raises a small hand as they exit back out, ”Check the windows, if I can see someone inside I may be able to talk them into letting us in. Or at least see what is going on in there.”
Pip pulls out a short sword and gives a thumbs up.
The halfling steps in, looking concerned. He casts a simple spell.
Pip pipes up, "Anything I can do to mess up a Chelaxian bastard, I'm in. Who else is after Du Moire? They gonna be reasonable or just try to off us if we run across them?"
A male halfling pops his head in, ”Aha, here we go. I swear they change the numbering of these rooms every time I come. Lem’s the name on my card, but everyone just calls me Pip. Probably short for pipsqueak, but I don’t get bothered by much so I think it just stuck. Anyway, happy to be here, hopefully I can help.”
Alright cool. I'm pretty full on pfs2 at the moment so will have to decline. See you all around!
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