So...is this a dead thread?? Just wondering (also noticed I rolled a d10 not a d20...D'oh!!)
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Intimidate:
Snaaga kneels down and places his wicked dagger against the throat of the 'Ogre'. "Ok, now we are going to stop this before it gets any more...deadly. Tell your friends to stand down and we shall go our separate ways. Either that or I give you a second smile right here!" He presses the edge of the knife against the man's throat..drawing a small line of blood in the process.
Background check:
Seeing the woman strike one of the big man's companions, Snaaga stealthily palms one of his daggers and moves slowly around the crowd until he is behind the 'Ogre'. He stays in the big man's shadow as much as possible without attracting attention to himself.
initiative:
Snaaga stands back and watches how his new 'companion' handles herself in this situation. He keeps a dagger hidden and ready just in case...
Snaaga nods absently to the suggestion given by Nilus. "Yeah, that might be a good idea..." He turns his full attention to his companion. "That is actually a very good idea. What do the rest of you think? Interested in joining us in a little exploration?"
Not seeing his contact, Snaaga quickly grows bored of the ceremony and turns away from the crowd. "Your right...let's get a drink. Tell the others if you see them."
Snagga looks the half-orc up and down and grunts. "If you say so... let's just keep our personal attachments to a minimum...we are not here looking for romance...or even a quick tumble. I have 'work' to do! Now...where are the others?" He looks around, not so much trying to spy where the rest of the group is, but more to try and locate his contact.
Snaaga shrugs and continues to scan the crowd. It is then he notices Canellir talking to a half-orc off to his left. He started to turn to confront this 'cousin' of his people. "I think you best move on friend!", he says in orcish with a low growl deep in his throat.
Snaaga had other reasons to go to this public gathering. His contact with the White Rose, a man going by the name of Grenfel, had given him the name of a contact to the local thieves' guild here in Threshold. Her name was Nora, and he would recognize her by an eagle feather she worn on a beaded necklace around her neck. She works at a shop that sells men's clothing in the upper-class part of the town. He needed this introduction as this group was particularly paranoid and without her approval, he could find himself in big trouble. Thinking all this over, he is taken by surprise when Nilus grabs his arm. "Steady on there man! Yes, I see the fellow...what of it?"
Snaaga stops and turns to Nilus. "Let's not be too hasty. There might be a possible angle for us in this. Could not hurt to check it out." Snaaga moves along with the rest of the mourners.
"A very good point my friend. Yes, let's add you to our group." He looks over at the human who was also interested in the services of the guide. "Well let it not be said the I was not a generous man...you may join us as well and utilize our guide!"
Looking over at the elf, he shrugs his shoulders. "What do you think Nilus? Should we hire her? She might be useful getting around this town.."
Snaaga nods in agreement to the guard's requests. Standing just over 6 feet and with a large, but lean build, Snaaga looks like any other human traveller. His weaponry is well hidden on his person and his light leather jack looks more like a jacket than armour. "Can you suggest a good inn to stay at? I am looking for trade goods and might be here a few days."
Snaaga is from Thar via Darokin. His cover is that of a Darokin merchant down on his luck.
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