"I knew you and your companions were up to no good," turning on the brute. Brandishing her fingernails, which she wields as easily as any soldier with a sword, she stops herself. She walks over to the sheriff, smiling at him. "Sheriff, he obviously has something to hide. Maybe we should go search the room he was locked in last night."
Onyx only
As far as Feona can tell, the girl is telling the truth, "It's just like I told you. I was cleaning up the mess, there were chairs and other items that had been on the table that I had to clean up, and at one point I had to go get a broom. At that time when I went, I saw this fellow there," she points to the merc, "standing in the hallway. After I was done cleaning that night, I went back the same way to go to my room, and I saw the other man stumbling around in the hallway."
Feona sighs and takes the girl's hands in her own. "I'm sorry to push you so, especially this early in the morning. Here," she places a silver piece in Sara's hand. "Thank you for all of your help and please, come to me if you learn anything else, okay?"
"Oh, and one more thing - I'm starving. What's for breakfast? Eggs? Bacon? Biscuits? All of that sounds wonderful to me!"Feona turns back to the others and says to the sheriff, "Have you thought of checking everyone's belongings...just to see if the dagger turns up? I know I've had to empty my pockets a time or two...when I didn't want to."
Nafti
The girl smiles to Feona, wiping the tears from her eyes as she takes the coin, "Thank you miss. I know you are just worried about things. Whatever you wish to have for breakfast is up to you. I can have the cook make anything you order."
The merc continues to glare at them, focusing on Nafti, "You can't prove my group and I were up to no good, it's your word against mine, and I stick by my story that I was never there."
Nils yawns.
Sighing he looks around the room.
"Oh right," Nils says to noone in particular.
"Well..." Nils points to the mercenary.
"He's more likely to kill the sheriff and then steal that dagger," Nils notes aloud.
"And you," Nils now points to the farmer.
"Probably had a better night than I did," he tells him gravely before grinning.
"Anyway the important point is that he," Nils now points back to the mercenary.
"Is too much of a coward to stick around here if he did steal it and as I said he's more likely to kill you," Nils nods to the sheriff.
"And if he was actually smart he'd also try and frame us for it, so..." Nils now scratches his head.
"We're looking for someone else, who if they haven't run for the hills yet, should have done since we are now going to have to see the scene of the crime if we're going to prove our innocence..." Nils explains spreading his hands expressing his opinion.
"Oh," Nils nods to the mercenary.
"I know you couldn't care less, but the sheriff is going to have to examine all of our stuff and your crew's stuff too so we can at least exonerate ourselves at this point," Nils points out to the mercenary.
"And I know she didn't do it, since she actually owns the dagger, so stealing it would be well simply...pointless," Nils shrugs back at the sheriff towards Feona.
Nils raises a hand to stifle another yawn.
"Oh sorry miss, I assume the sheriff has already cleared you so you'll have to excuse my friend, it was a really nice dagger and its not the sort of thing you'd expect to find after driving a pack of wild dogs from the corpse of a lone hobgoblin, yes I know but until we did we really didn't know who they were tearing into..."Nils explains kindly to the maid before looking at the mercenary with a glint in his eye.
"A glowing golden dagger, not something anyone with any wit could have missed wouldn't you say?" Nils asks the mercenary with a straight face.
The sheriff nods at Nils, "Yes, those are all very good thoughts on the matter. There are more witnesses though, so we will wait to decide what is going on after we hear from everyone. Examination of things will happen once everyone has had their chance to speak."
The second witness happens to be the man that you all saw screaming about his destroyed work last night, "Well, my name is Doctor Phineus Krane. Last night while I was trying to see what I could recover from my lost work, I saw that woman there," He point to Nafti, "walk in from outside. She was all covered in blood, and was holding the dagger in her hand."
"What!?" Nafti walks over to Phineus... "You slime, after I made sure you had that warm place by the fire last night..."
Nafti starts undressing in the common room... "Let's just see if there's any blood on me."
The sheriff holds up his hands, "Now now, that won't be necessary. I think we can discover the truth of his story without having to closely inspect you miss."
The doctor shakes his head, "I am sure I saw you last night miss."
You can make a sense motive check.
Nafti pouts at the sheriff when he tells her to stay clothed.
Sense Motive on the good doctor. 1d20+1=19
The sheriff nods at Nils, "Yes, those are all very good thoughts on the matter. There are more witnesses though, so we will wait to decide what is going on after we hear from everyone. Examination of things will happen once everyone has had their chance to speak."
The second witness happens to be the man that you all saw screaming about his destroyed work last night, "Well, my name is Doctor Phineus Krane. Last night while I was trying to see what I could recover from my lost work, I saw that woman there," He point to Nafti, "walk in from outside. She was all covered in blood, and was holding the dagger in her hand."
"Right or left?" Nils asked.
As the doctor turns to look at Nils and possibly answer his question Nils looks around the room for something to eat, an apple or a roll something he can pick up with one hand."Which hand was she holding the dagger?" he asks again.
Nafti catches the roll in her right hand, and promptly starts eating it.
Nafti can tell the doctor is not quite sure of his story, "I um.. well... I don't quite remember."
Diplomacy or intimidate check please.
Nafti can tell the doctor is not quite sure of his story, "I um.. well... I don't quite remember."
Diplomacy or intimidate check please.
Nils takes a bow before standing up straight.
"Anyway is there any other witnesses or do we head straight on for checking our gear before checking the scene of the crime, admittedly we ought to check the scene first before the trail gets any colder?" Nils asks the sheriff.
"You'd better remember, or maybe tonight someone will see me outside of *your* door," standing face-to-face with the doctor.
Imtimidate: 1d20+3=20
The doctor shuffles his feet a bit, "Well, I did happen to drink quite a bit of elderberry wine and ate quite a lot of pickled crows' eggs. Maybe I did just dream it.."
Nafti looks around, wondering if there are any other witnesses or suspects who resemble her (although, can't imagine anyone else was wearing bright yellow clothing).
The girl smiles to Feona, wiping the tears from her eyes as she takes the coin, "Thank you miss. I know you are just worried about things. Whatever you wish to have for breakfast is up to you. I can have the cook make anything you order."
"Two fried eggs - I like the yolks a little runny - with crispy bacon and biscuits with butter and honey if you got some." She smiles at Sara and then listens to all of the banter in the room.
She scoffs at the doctor's report and turns to the sheriff."I've been thinking, how in the name of all that's holy could the thief took the dagger right out from under your very pillow while you were sleeping on it? Doesn't it make sense that you would have woke up if someone slipped a hand underneath your head during the night?"
"And where are the mercs companions? Shouldn't they also be considered as suspects? Why are they not here with us? You want me to go fetch 'em?"
Diplomacy > 1d20+6=23
Sara gives Feona a smile, nods, then goes to the kitchen to get the food prepared. The sheriff thinks a moment, looking puzzled, "I am not sure. Perhaps there was some sort of magic. You are right. I should have woken up. And for the rest of Grelm's company, they are not under suspicion because the witness only saw him last night." He looks around, "Well, I shall bring out the rest of the witnesses, and we shall proceed from there."
A man walks in, and he introduces himself as Jobe Flint, "Last night, I remember seeing the innkeeper here hiding in the storeroom next to the sheriff's room." Ostler looks shocked, "I was not hiding! All I was doing was stocking clean linens!"
Another man follows in after Jobe, pointing to the gnome, "I saw him last night when I was out doing my rounds in the stables. He was creeping around the sheriff's window." The gnome shakes his head, "I was not creeping, I was just out... you know! Using the bathroom.."
"Well sheriff, looks like we should go take a look around you room," and winks at him, walking over to the stairs. "Especially your bed."
The sheriff ignores the last part of the statement, nodding at the rest, "Yes, that is where we should go next. Is everyone done asking questions of the witnesses?"
"I find the concept of Ostler stealing the dagger near rediculous... He has almost as much to loose with it being stolen as poor Feona. It was a theft in his establishment, a slap in the face of the hospitality he offers. And if his linen cupboard was indeed near the Sheriff's room, I think that part of the mystery is solved. Although I don't think the suspects and witnesses should be dismissed, I do think that we should view the phyical location for evidence of the crime."
Feona yawns and rubs her belly. "Fine, let's search the whole place if we have to, but let's do it quick! My breakfast will be out in a minute and I'm about to starve to death!"
Sara gives Feona a smile, nods, then goes to the kitchen to get the food prepared. The sheriff thinks a moment, looking puzzled, "I am not sure. Perhaps there was some sort of magic. You are right. I should have woken up. And for the rest of Grelm's company, they are not under suspicion because the witness only saw him last night." He looks around, "Well, I shall bring out the rest of the witnesses, and we shall proceed from there."
A man walks in, and he introduces himself as Jobe Flint, "Last night, I remember seeing the innkeeper here hiding in the storeroom next to the sheriff's room." Ostler looks shocked, "I was not hiding! All I was doing was stocking clean linens!"
Another man follows in after Jobe, pointing to the gnome, "I saw him last night when I was out doing my rounds in the stables. He was creeping around the sheriff's window." The gnome shakes his head, "I was not creeping, I was just out... you know! Using the bathroom.."
"So should all of these people have their things checked if we have to?" Nils asks the sheriff looking directly at the gnome before glancing at Feona.
"So was that elderberry stuff any good then?" Nils turning his attention to the doctor."And next time why not ask her for a date if you find her that interesting?" he whispers to the doctor.
"I think we should call everyone into this room and have everyone empty their pockets, backpacks, satchels, and anything else they carry stuff in. THEN we go to our rooms and check them one at a time. Oh, and sheriff, you wouldn't mind following suit would you?" Feona smiles, sniffing the air for breakfast smells.
Diplomacy > 1d20+6=14
The sheriff nods as he listens to the gnome, "You bring up very good points. So, now that everyone has had a chance to speak, let's go to my room and investigate things there first."
The doctor looks to Nils and gives him a crooked smile, "Oh yes! It was the best I've ever had."
The sheriff looks to Nils as she stands up, "We will see. It depends on if we find anything in my room." He then adresses Feona, "I would not mind. But let's see what we can find elsewhere first."
The sheriff leads everyone to his room, letting everyone in as he stands in the doorway to let them inspect things first. In his room, the place seems fairly neat. The only thing out of place are tiny dark marks on the sheriff's pillow.
For those who go in the room, give me a wisdom check.
The sheriff leads everyone to his room, letting everyone in as he stands in the doorway to let them inspect things first. In his room, the place seems fairly neat. The only thing out of place are tiny dark marks on the sheriff's pillow.
Feona eyes the tiny dark marks carefully, even sniffing them for clues.
Wisdom check > 1d20+2=22
If you get a DC 15 Wisdom check:
Knowledge nature to figure out what the marks are.
If you get a DC 13 knowledge nature:
If you get an 18 knowledge nature:
Looking around the room more, the same marks appear on the windowsill, along with a few strands of hay.
Walking into the room, Nafti notes the scratches, but they mean nothing to her. She finds nothing out of place, and sits down on the bed, testing it's springiness.
Wisdom Check: 1d20+1=9
"Pew! Smells like poop!" Feona grimaces, wrinkling her nose in disgust.
"Hey Nils, check out these marks and see if you can tell what made them."
"Pew! Smells like poop!" Feona grimaces, wrinkling her nose in disgust.
"Hey Nils, check out these marks and see if you can tell what made them."
"Hmm," Nils remarks as he looks at what Feona's found.
"Do you own a bird?" Nils asks the sheriff curiously.
"These look like they were made by a bird of prey, sparrowhawk, falcon, maybe..." Nils explains.
"At the very least this means your window was open, so was it when you woke up and discovered the theft or has the maids given the room a clean?" Nils asks.
"I'm only asking because if it wasn't and hasn't been since you woke up then someone opened it during the night perhaps a means of entry or hasty exit given how many people were were seen loitering outside your door," Nils wonders aloud.
The sheriff thinks for a moment, "I believe it was open when I woke up." he then shakes his head, "No, I don't own any birds." He looks around, "Well, I believe that my room has been inspected, so it would likely be a good idea to inspect outside near my window."
Nafti goes over to the window to see whatever there might be to see.
Onyx
Nafti
Onyx
"Didn't one of the witnesses say something about seeing someone outside of a window?" Nils asks Feona.
Burrloft nods at Nils "Indeed! That Jobe gentleman mentioned that he had seen that other gnome outside. Indeed, it would be in our best intrests to see if there are any tracks gnomish or otherwise, on the reciprocal of the window."
Nafti leans out the window, searching the ground below the window (2nd floor I'm guessing).
Perception (sight) 1d20+1=15
Onyx
"Didn't one of the witnesses say something about seeing someone outside of a window?" Nils asks Feona.
"Indeed - see anything out there Nafti?"
Feona looks under the bed and checks the rest of the room thoroughly. "Let's go check the room of the Black Banners."
Nafti
I agree - totally up to you, Onyx.
Nafti points out some small footprints in the ground below the window.
Burrloft tilts his head "Small like a gnome, or small like a bird?"
Burrloft tilts his head "Small like a gnome, or small like a bird?"
They are humanoid.