It is early still but the pub is packed. Just outside the bar and a short raggedly clothed person rudely grabs Phae’s shoulder and pulls her towards him. “You, you are from House Sargon? I have something to give you.” His voice is hoarse, his words spoken brokenly and through a heavy breath.
A glint of steel catches Phae’s eye she screams and just then Franky leaps onto the short mans face. Obscenities fly as the short man stabs wildly at the toad who immediately jumps away to safety. Phae quickly backs away, but a crowd has already gathered.
Phae: “What is it that you have for me? Please leave Franky alone, sir. He is simply trying to protect me.” Phae calls on Desna for help and summons her riding dog just in case
Calro quickly pulls up his hood so he cannot be identified and hastily walks over to Phae and whispers to her.
Calro: “Let’s not start a fight, It could cause us problems.”
DM: Upon arrival Phae’s riding dog barks menacingly at the surrounding crowd. A quick glance around, the ragged figure is nowhere to be seen. Phae’s dog growls, her gaze no fixed upon any target. Several drunkards shout jeers and obscenities, shouting for someone to put the dog down. No one is making a move just yet, but a lewd guilder yells at the dog to shut up.
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Calro carefully takes a look around to see if he can identify anyone who may be a threat. He also tries to reason with them by going to Phae’s Dog and attempting to calm it while requesting that the people please disperse.
Diplomacy Check:”http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2575708/” 10+12=22 Perception Check:”http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2575709/” 10+6=16
In search of Quolp, Lyreth heads to the pub. Instead he finds the pub oddly full. Lyreth notices Phae, and Calro. Quietly he makes his way to the bar to speak with Tanith about the situation at hand.
The barking becomes more aggressive as the drunken guilder gestures angrily towards it with his mug. Quickly Calro steps in between,”...hold, I’ll take care of this”. The dog snarls at Calro, but Phae quickly orders her to calm down. Upset, the guilder hurls insults at both Calro, Phae, and the dog,”keep that mutt in a cage. I’ll put it down if I see it loose again.” the drunk gestures towards his hip, an axe, worn through obvious use hangs there.
Disappointed onlookers murmur to each other. Looking around, Calro sees that most everyone has lost interest. More than half the crowd has left, either into Berotuttle’s, or moving on to wherever they were heading.
Calro turns to the drunk out of anger and tries to reason with him but also warns him that he should beware of his threats.
Calro: “Sir threats aren’t needed. Please calm down or things will get worse.”
Tahnith:”Not sure, some sort of commotion with a dog outside? Just happened a minute ago, did you see anything?”
Lyreth: “Not much, I guess I’ll take a closer look.”
(OOC) Lyreth moves to the edge of the crowd to ascertain the apparent danger of the situation. Perception Check: 1d20+2=10
(@Lyreth) The crowd is slowly dispersing as you approach, in the center Phae has summoned her celestial dog, and a familiar hooded figure is crouched near the planar animal.
Lyreth moves behind the crowd and begins summoning his eidolon.
(@Calro) The drunkard’s mood, previously content although arrogant, shifts upon the implied threat. His hand casually moves back to the axe on his hip,”...worse eh? how so?” The drunkard’s bloodshot eyes glares at Calro’s unflinchingly. A quick snap loosens the axe which now hangs ready, within his right hand.
Calro warns him one last time and pulls out his acid orb ready to fire to intimidate the drunk.
Calro: “I’ll tell you one more time sir, Put your weapon away.”
Suddenly the atmosphere changes. In some ways it dulls, in others it sharpens. A small wisp of energy splits space near the entrance of Berotuttle’s. Next to it, A silver haired elf in a top hat gestures a complex incantation, around his right arm the outline of runic shapes begin to faintly glow…
“Sir, it seems to me you have had a bit too much to drink today,maybe you should go home and get some rest.” Phae uses charm
(@Calro)”I guess you want things to get worse. Heh, alright… Bonesplitter can help you with that” Suddenly the drunkard raises his weapon, he is about to attack.
! Roll Initiative !This is getting a bit convoluted, let’s try switching to google wave!