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The wizard heads outside the tavern.

We're offering arrests and interrogations... special offer extended to those who don't find somewhere else to be right damn now.

If there is someone who looks particularly like they are trying to gather the crowd into a mob? I hit them with a web bolt

DC16 reflex save.

My own tempo has been affected. If I am slow to post, please bear with me.

The wizard, knowing his companions have the prisoner well in hand now turns his attention to the perimeter, looking for those who may seek to interfere in the arrest.

The spell still ready to launch, the wizard just stares at him and waits for his companions follow up.

The wizard starts preparing web bolt... just in case.

Readied action to hit him with a spell in case he attempts to cast a spell or run

Aiding Kehlysch with my own intimidate

Oh please... I LOVE it when they ignore orders. It means I can have fun without having to explain the bodies.

He says this while his hands pop with blinding light (flare).

Intimidate +8: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

That should boost the result to 29

The wizard buffs his fingernails on his official sash.

Our Lady has a proclaimation of sorts to make, pray you, no need to rise.

He says indicating Cimri.

Mum is out of hospital and back home for Christmas.

Merry Christmas everyone!!

The wizard just loosens his wrists and fingers...

I have a medical emergency in the family so I'm gonna need a day or two.

Be well. Bed rest, vitamins and minerals (you know the ones by now) and fluids.

It knocked me around for 2 weeks. My brothers family? Just a few days.

Conscious of inter group politics the wizard falls in behind Cimri, giving her a slight bow as she passes.

The wizard silently bows, then follows the slave.

"Let's be about the Empire's Business. Anyone who will be acting as the arresting offers, put on your sashes, and join me in entering the inn and confronting the innkeeper directly. Anyone who will be watching the exits for an attempt to run, move into position as quickly as possible," Kehlysch remarks in his reserved tone. He manner is not one of assuming command, but carrying a clear interest in getting on with their duties.

Indeed, says the wizard, confidence in the new member of the team clearly evident.

I like your thinking, he says with a nod.

Fine... , the Wizard sighs, It sounds like I'm better suited to the Front Man if you others have your heart set on runners, that said I will need muscle. I can take a punch if I have to but a broken bottle or something more robust is definitely not my area of expertise .

I'll take a window.

It will be as commanded... and I take it those who resist should be... given an appropriate response for such insolence?

Luccinus sizes up the devil without expression. He'd seen two such manifestations during his time at the Academy. That Baron Fed had such a servant spoke volumes of his power and likely connections.

The wizard, fully understanding how bad things can go with these sort of oaths, remains expressionless, contemplating the implications.

He consigns his reservations to the 'handle later basket' with a mental shrug after Kehlysch swears his oath. After all he could benefit no further without the oath, and he trusted in his ability to eventually find a way around or out of it if need be.

He too swears.

1d6 ⇒ 6

No doubt the weight of his doubts have generated some sort of retribution... and he cannot help but wince as his flesh is seared.

Your servant M'lord, the wizard says bowing.

Well, at least our patron, the Archbaron, looks like he has used some thought and discretion in boosting our numbers. I believe we may well be able to work well together, he says giving a bow, though coming off as slimy as a high price horse trader.

I am Luccinus DeConcorezio, Son of Vicar DeConcorezio of most Unholy Church of the Prince of Hell. I am a graduate of THE Egorian Academy, emphasising the last as if it holds a great deal of pride and importance to him, and hope to be as much service to you as I hope you will be in service to our patrons causes.

Welcome.

** spoiler omitted **.

Cross off all the items as listed earlier minus the specified items?

Welcome to our new allies

Yes I do. And get the coin out to everyone

I think, yeah, it's on hiatus.

Its getting to be profitable enough to start thinking about investing in some few trinkets and such... a fine job. Well friends... trust is important and short term greed would lead to long term ill will. Most of the evidence and goods were non magical, but definitely would have some resale value BUT two items did prove interesting. This wand produces an electrical attack. The blue liquid is Blue Whinnis, a poison I believe. Does anyone have an interest in either?

He also points to the cure light wounds potion x 6 and remove disease potion x2 as well as the other items.

a bronze Scizore decorated with a scupleted skeletal lion
a leather pouch with 10 small cubes of a sticky substance
a folio containing pages with writing on them
seven skull-shaped onyxes
a pouch containing 10 pp
a bill of ownership conferring ownership for a 'Halfing, male, 20 years, service-trained. Missing toe on left foot. Responds to the name, Ardin'

We should split this lot, and have these assessed.

The wizard gets to work identifying this lot...

Add Spellcraft +8 to all rolls

a wand, 1d20 ⇒ 17
a bronze Scizore decorated with a scupleted skeletal lion 1d20 ⇒ 1
a vial of blue liquid 1d20 ⇒ 16
a leather pouch with 10 small cubes of a sticky substance 1d20 ⇒ 3
a folio containing pages with writing on them 1d20 ⇒ 20
seven skull-shaped onyxes 1d20 ⇒ 13

Hoping for something fun in here, he says rummaging.

Not such a chore, says the wizard looking for the equivalent of an evidence locker. Plenty of useful blackmail material there...

Woooot

Ditto

Oops..l thought I posted.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Have a care deputies... loyalty brings rewards and future employment. We wouldn't want your... *ahem* ...temporary uncertainty about a change in leadership to be misconstrued. This town may be far from the capital but make no mistake, it IS still Cheliax. You should be aware of how things work by now.

Is this diplomacy Cheliax style or intimate?

The wizard falls in with the group.

Ahhh... much fun then.

As you wish Mistress, he says with an oily bow.

Gather the regulars, stand them a drink before and a drink after... I want to know if there is a mob forming to take down these notices, and specifically who is whipping up anti Lord Fex sentiment.

He hands over a gold coin.

The change, whatever it is, is yours but don't skimp just to earn a few short term silvers lest you find yourself one of those who only get drinks.

Tempted as he is.. sorely tempted, he shakes his head.

What he does do, as Jarithe wraps up, is beckons to his man, indicating him to approach.

The wizard is content to look for trouble, this situation seems well in hand.

The wizard keeps a watchful eye out for trouble.

Percept: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

Here, right next to Lord Fex's other proclaimations, he says pointing.

The wizard triggers his flare cantrip off the tips of his fingers menacingly.

Intimidation: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Lets do it and fast... I suspect some considerable unrest in its wake, and I don't want to give any mob a chance to get momentum.

Well, well, well... THIS is how political will and civic control is supposed to be implemented! Well played M'lord. Gladly. I might even have some interested citizens at hand to mark some of the malcontented for... future persuasion.

He thinks to his newly recruited bunch of flunkies. It wouldn't hurt to have them act as bodyguards, close to useless as they likely are. And, if nothing else? Why then they could act as informants to target useful "examples" of those who speak out too loudly. Hiring a real skull cracker or two likely wouldn't hurt either. He'd have to ask around for genuine mercenaries who could be relied upon.

I'll have a good time with this... I trust I'll be able to enjoy a night without interruption. Gentlemen, M'lady, he says by way of gentlemanly farewell.

Upon arrival at his in inn, he tosses 10 gold to the innkeeper and demands two girls, a riding crop and extra candles be sent to his room, along with some opium infused wine...

Until next time, M'lord, he says with a bow, seemingly satisfied.

Wait on the Gods I imagine...

;)

I don't disagree with my new allies assessments and sentiments.

Now that, he says stroking his goatee reflectively, is a thought provoking idea.

He considers for a moment.

There MAY be a legal argument against the destruction of private, and or, religious property... though I expect we'd be vindicated in later findings, or at the most given a slap on the wrist. Additionally, Our Patron may have his own plans and our provoking these fools to a likely riot might interfere with those. Finally, there are a lot more of them, at the moment at any rate, than us. Best to strike when the odds are better in our favour.

He pauses.

There is a time and place for individual initiative, but I think we are best served in reporting back as asking for instruction. Our relationship with Our Patron is new and I cannot gauge if such an action would be encouraged or not.