The thug climbs onto the table and jumps slightly, testing how it handles his weight. He motions for the knife to be placed, and holds out his hand to be tied. One of the other thugs starts to tie a length of rope to his wrist.
Keth climbs up on the table and allows his right hand to be tied then stands looking at his opponent guaging strength and speed.
Keth:
Keth smiles smugly at the Thug, letting him see a hint at the savage within as if he was enjoying watching the thug sweat and says "I hope you have made out a will." and nothing else.
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About 3 dozen coins are scattered around the table, and a rather expensive looking knife is lodged deeply into the table. The King of spiders sits back down and smiles. After 10 seconds, he calmly says ..Begin. Before the word is even out of his mouth, The thug kicks at the knife, trying to snap it. He misses horribly and his foot lands on a coin. He slips, and reaches down to catch himself as he falls.
Anju, Liz, Arius
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Elizabeth's eyebrows furrow as she slowly begins to look around the room. She starts with the walls (working from the left, to the far wall, then to the right) and then looks up at the ceiling.
Perception Check. (1d20+6=13)
Keth tried to avoid going down with the thug, and felt unsteady on his feet, instead what he tried to do is use the rope tieing him to other to pull him away from the knife and closer to Keth across the table "C'mere worm!"
CM Roll- 1d20+7=17 ---I used the +2 against humans for favored enemy since in the rules it says BAB+Str+other modifiers...If you think it shouldnt be there, just subtract two from the roll.
are people failing thier RL spot checks My March 30th entry
An iron birdcage hangs from the ceiling like a chandelier, inside of which lingers a tiny, tired-looking purple dragon.
anyone whose background has them growing up in the city, or has knowledge: local will recognize it as a psydodragon on a 10 anyone else a 15.
Arius notices the cage. He immediately recognizes its inhabitant as a pseudodragon.
Knowledge: Local
1d20+8=27
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Arius notices the cage. He immediately recognizes its inhabitant as a pseudodragon.
Knowledge: Local
1d20+8=27
Anju looks around the room as the others do.
Perception Check
1d20+8 -> [16,8] = (24)
I take it Anju can find the cage with that in which case she will look at the group and see that Arius is looking in the same direction.
Knowledge Nature
1d20+6 -> [10,6] = (16)
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Elizabeth's eyes finally alight ion the cage and it's occupant.
Knowledge (Arcana) Check. (1d20+6=20)
Her eyes light up and she gives the little creature a smile. Oh to think of what she could do with a companion like that!
She begins to look for any way to release the creature without raising any alarms.
Perception Check. (1d20+6=7)
You could probably open the door, but the cage itself is in the peripheral vision of Dervergo, the tiny dragon most likely would be seen when leaving the cage.
Keth succeeds in both check (their CMB is 2)
Arius concentrates for a moment.
For Cap
Keth drug the thug away from the knife and across the table, scattering coins in a metallic jingle to the floor. The knife still stuck in the table now at the Thugs feet.
Keth looked down at his opponent and reached down trying to grab him by the hair
The thug evaded that assault, as Keth stepped past him to position himself next to the knife.
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Elizabeth notices Arius concentrating on the cage as well and realizes she's not the only one in contact with the little dragon. She tries to catch Arius' eye and motion for him, with a nod of her head, to concentrate on the cage. She them moves around towards Devargo seductively, trying to draw his eye away from the direction of the hanging cage. She stands beside him and bends over, making sure that he catches an eyeful as she does so and whispers in his ear.
Devargo:
"My offer before was genuine you know. I have many things to offer for the information we seek," she hitches up her dress so that Devargo can catch a good look at both the smooth flesh of her leg and the large coin pouch strapped to her thigh, "so whenever you are ready to discuss the matter I am more than willing to do so in private" She ends the offer with a seductive smile and an almost imperceptable lick of her lips.
While prone, the thug grabs some of the gold coins on the table, and stuffs them into his belt pouch. He then attempts to stand and achieve better balance.
The King of Spiders glances over at Liz and waves her off After the game hun, Besides, isn't that one of the reasons I threw you off the end last time? He makes a series of motions and a teenage girl comes into the room with a tray of drinks Wine? Ale? Bog Grog? Dervago takes a glass of wine, and sips carelessly as he watches the match unfold.
Wine? Ale? Bog Grog?
The thugs each take a glass of ale from the girl, the last whispering something in her ear which makes her turn suddenly, looking at Devargo, who shrugs at her. Suddenly her knee comes up to her chin and then extends behind her in a powerful kick.. hitting the thug under the jaw and laying him flat out without spilling a drop from any of the wine glasses or pint glasses on her tray. The girl walks over to the magic users You look like the wine type, yes? She lowers the tray with a glimmer in her eye as he eyes connect with Liz's They weren't my type
Distracted from his concentration, Arius smiles at the young woman and takes a goblet of wine. He tries to remember anything that he might have heard about her.
Knowledge: Local
1d20+8=23
"Out of morbid curiosity, just what is 'Bog Grog'?"
"Well struck. For me, the ale." Branahm takes a mug of ale.
Keth's fist slammed down on the back of the head of the Thug as he scooped up coins, slamming into it with such force that his opponents face hit the table, bloodying his nose, and bounced back off of it.
Not to be shown up by a barmaid, Keth takes out his opponent handily, knocking him out and winning the game.
The barmaid looks to be about 18, with long curly dirty-blonde hair and an athletic build. She is dressed elegantly, yet provocative. Her smile is accompanied by a slight giggle as she explains:Bog Grog is a rather sour tasting alcohol, it is a very acquired, yet cheap taste. Some of these thugish types like to have drinking contests with the stuff.. Personally, I don't think it's attractive that you can drink lots of something that you need to strain out with your teeth to avoid drinking the silt-like residue from the process.. She shrugs and goes about her business, staying in the room and refilling glasses as needed.
Arius:
Keth unties the cloth from his hand, and then steps off the table, scooping up all the coins including those the thug had slipped away.
He hands all but 5 of them them to Branagh and then looks over at the winsome waitress with the good feet...He takes a few steps towards her and nods, saying "I acknowledge your martial skills. One such as you should never have rude things said about or to you. In apology for the male species, please accept these gold pieces and my words. If you ever need assistance, please look me up. Im Keth Longstrider."
Then he moves back to the table and steps up to it moving forward and stepping on the dagger hilt forcing it down harder in the wood, so it would take some strength to pull it out saying "Next, as he eyed the Thugs...
The barmaid takes the coins with her Blue eyes wide, glancing at Dervago before accepting. I'm Alli Kel, Thank you very much. She finishes handing out drinks and announces I will be back as the next round starts, with free refills already poured.
Perception DC 15:
DC 20:
One of the remaining thugs steps up and stretches... he seems to be the biggest of the thugs. More of a brawler and less of a fighter.
Branahm hands the gold to his brother without comment.
Perception
1d20+4=16
He then walks over to Keth's first opponent where the thug lies on the ground. Frowning at the smell of stale Bog Grog saturating the man's clothing, Branahm checks to make sure that the man is alive, but unconscious.
"Nicely handled, Keth. I think that we will let these gold pieces meet some new friends in the next match before they come home to us."
Arius glances at Anju, and assuming that she does not signal her opposition, he puts all of their money back on the table.
Perception
1d20+2=16
For Cap:
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"Nicely handled, Keth. I think that we will let these gold pieces meet some new friends in the next match before they come home to us."
Arius glances at Anju, and assuming that she does not signal her opposition, he puts all of their money back on the table.
Perception
1d20+2=16For Cap:
** spoiler omitted **
Anju overhears the conversation about Bog Grog between the barmaid and Arius. "Sounds like something an ogre would whip up" she mutters to herself. She sees Arius put the money back on the table and nods to him in agreement.
Moving back to the other side of the table Keth had a moment to reflect on when the waitress had appeared upset....it was after she looked at the lord of spiders. putting that into the back of his mind he prepared for the next round of combat...he relaxed and watched the brawler get up on the table and looked him over sizing his opponent up, looking for weakness' that could be exploited. He held up his right wrist so the cloth could be tied to it again.....
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Diplomacy Check. (1d20+9=28)
Before the next match starts, Elizabeth tries once more to distract Devargo. She easily undoes one more lace of her dress without anyone noticing, allowing quite an ample amount of her cleavage to show, before placing a hand on Devargo's shoulder and sliding herself onto his lap. She wraps the other arm around his neck and pulls his head ever so slightly so that his eyes glance down at her bust and the slit in her dress showing off her leg (and the coin pouch).
"Now about that little talk..."
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Before the next match starts, Elizabeth tries once more to distract Devargo. She easily undoes one more lace of her dress without anyone noticing, allowing quite an ample amount of her cleavage to show, before placing a hand on Devargo's shoulder and sliding herself onto his lap. She wraps the other arm around his neck and pulls his head ever so slightly so that his eyes glance down at her bust and the slit in her dress showing off her leg (and the coin pouch).
"Now about that little talk..."
Anju was rather shocked by the dexterity of the waitress as well, how quickly and gracefully she moved and with such precision. She looks the waitress over inconspicuously seeing if she can notice anything out of the ordinary.
Perception
1d20+8 -> [16,8] = (24)
Soon after that though Liz makes her second move on Devargo and she chuckles to herself.
Alli practically runs in with refills, taking Arius' cup without asking if he is done and thrusting a clay chalice-like cup filled with wine into his hand.
Arius: Arius fumbles with the cup it is so forcefully placed into his hands.
Perception DC 5
Perception DC 15
Keth: Glancing at this thug, you notice a familiar raised brow.. it appears that this thug may also have some orc in him.
Liz: The king of spiders, wraps his arm around you, and while he is obviously still interested in the match, you can tell his attention is defiantly split.
Anju:
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Liz: The king of spiders, wraps his arm around you, and while he is obviously still interested in the match, you can tell his attention is defiantly split.
Feeling satisfaction as his arm slides around her, she completes her tactics by grabbing his free hand and guiding it along her leg to rest just below the coin pouch. From here it is quite easy for him to either leave it where it is or casually move it up her leg furthur and grab the pouch, tucking it into his clothes.
Either way Elizabeth is going to get what she wants today... the King of Spiders just doesn't quite seem to grasp that fact yet!
She turns her head slightly while Devargo is pre-occupied and catches Arius' eye, flicking it up towards the cage in the ceiling and then winking at the little Dragon within the cage.
Arius gapes at Liz' attempts at seduction with disbelief. Surely she can't be serious....
Perception
1d20+2=11
"Ah!" He shakes his cut finger for a moment, then looks at it and the chalice closely.
She turns her head slightly while Devargo is pre-occupied and catches Arius' eye, flicking it up towards the cage in the ceiling and then winking at the little Dragon within the cage.
Arius looks away, staring up at the little dragon's cage as if lost in thought. He nods for no apparent reason.
Satisfied that the thug is not faking it, Branahm rises from his examination and walks back toward his brother. He lets Alli shove a new mug of ale into his hands, then says to her in a low voice, "Everything all right, miss?"
Insight
1d20+8=21
Keth smiles at his brethren and says "well brother seems like you havent raised yourself far from our heritage. Does the Orcan blood in you sing out to batter me senseless? Or has the liquor and drugs befuddled your wit....I think I will teach you a lesson this day"
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Liz: The king of spiders, wraps his arm around you, and while he is obviously still interested in the match, you can tell his attention is defiantly split.
Feeling satisfaction as his arm slides around her, she completes her tactics by grabbing his free hand and guiding it along her leg to rest just below the coin pouch. From here it is quite easy for him to either leave it where it is or casually move it up her leg furthur and grab the pouch, tucking it into his clothes.
Either way Elizabeth is going to get what she wants today... the King of Spiders just doesn't quite seem to grasp that fact yet!She turns her head slightly while Devargo is pre-occupied and catches Arius' eye, flicking it up towards the cage in the ceiling and then winking at the little Dragon within the cage.
Anju gets a little boost of confidence after witnessing Liz's success with Devargo. She saunters over to his throne where he and Liz are cuddling.
'If there is one way to find out about the drugs these thugs traffic, then this certainly is an option' she thinks to herself.
"Mind if I join you as well?" Anju says in the most seductive voice she can manage. She gives a slight wink to Liz as if to say "Let me help you out".
Aid Another Diplomacy
1d20+2 -> [15,2] = (17)
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Elizabeth looks a little put out that Anju would try to steal her conquest, until she sees that she is just helping with the distraction and trying to get her own information from him.
"So sweetie, what's it gonna take to get you to give up your secrets? I'm sure between the three of us here," she motions with her head to both Anju and the hand resting comfortably on the smooth flesh of her leg just below the coin pouch, "there's something that we could come to an arrangement on."
She smiles at Devargo and then takes one of her arms from around his neck to run a finger seductively down Anju's cheek and neck, stopping just short of her much too covered cleavage.
Arius glances over at Devargo and his thugs.
For Cap:
As Keth and the thug prepare for their bout, Arius unfolds and reads a small piece of parchment.
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Elizabeth looks a little put out that Anju would try to steal her conquest, until she sees that she is just helping with the distraction and trying to get her own information from him.
"So sweetie, what's it gonna take to get you to give up your secrets? I'm sure between the three of us here," she motions with her head to both Anju and the hand resting comfortably on the smooth flesh of her leg just below the coin pouch, "there's something that we could come to an arrangement on."
She smiles at Devargo and then takes one of her arms from around his neck to run a finger seductively down Anju's cheek and neck, stopping just short of her much too covered cleavage.
Anju looks down where Liz's finger rests right above her chest.
'I suppose I could show off a bit more' she thinks to herself smiling at Liz and imitating how Liz has her shirt.She looks over at Devargo seductively and puts her arm around him as well. She leans over and whispers in his ear "Shivers. I don't suppose a powerful man such as yourself could get your hands on some of that. This girl needs her fix and I could pay you well."
Keth sees the slower opponent hesitate and he takes the few quicksteps forward towards him and jumps into the air, kicking out with both feet to attempt to push the half-orc thug off the table and onto the floor so the match is instantly won
he angles his drop to the tabletop so he will have the imbedded blade right by his hands
Keth Pushes the thug to the edge of the table, and only the fact that Keth's downward momentum pulled him forward saved him from falling off. The thug growls and punches at Keth's face.
Arius hands the parchment to his brother.
For Cap:
Just to clarify, the "small piece of parchment" that Arius read was meant to refer to Alli's note. I'm assuming that it has something of general interest like "Save me!" or "This is a trap!"
Arius then invokes the Hand of the Apprentice and concentrates on maintaining it. Are there any windows in here that he can subtly unlatch and open? He'd prefer not to release the dragon until (1) it has an escape route and (2) we have the evidence against the Ambassador for which we came.
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Arius (and whomever drank)
While Devargo and his men focus on other things, Arius gazes at the window outside. He looks flushed, as if he feels unwell.
For Cap:
Fortitude DC 10
1d20+1=15
Arius discreetly invokes the Hand of the Apprentice, but does nothing else immediately.