((I am assistance for intimidate rolls. Unlike my DM who says you need to be trained, you can all take part in assisting but those trained give a +3 instead of a +2. And he isn't one of Orcus, but...))
He steps in front of you.
"You got a problem with it, peasant?"
He spits as he finishes his sentence
Symon's hands reach for his flail and grips it tightly, glaring back at the man, "Depends on who's asking."
Aurel finally dismounts and steps up, annoyed at all the people taking his spotlight. Talking to the arrogant man firstly.
"I suggest you keep your tongue in your mouth unless you want it cut out, scoundrel. Heed my comrade's warnings or search for death. That man, pardon, creature, is not somebody that somebody of your caliber can take on. I also suggest you do not provoke this young lad any more unless you want your head smashed to a pulp. He has a rather short temper. Nobody would kneel to fools like you and I would suggest you bugger out of our way before you get yourselves trouble. And to be quite honest, you and your laviscious friend just aren't cut out for having leading roles. And heed my warning, this fair lady can take you two out fairly easy without breaking a sweat... or even a weapon. In fact, I don't think anybody in my party has taken a liking or worries about you, my foolish friend. Do not tempt Lady Luck."
((Diplomacy/Intimidate Check))
After a great look of contempt at the "leader", turn to the dwarf. Charming Gaze.
"Dwarf, we have met your friends. Some have been attacked by shadow creatures but most of them should be fine and well on their way. We are on our way to the fortress that you yourself have fled from, to free it of the evil from there, for we will surely succeed in this task without a doubt. I would suggest you leave your ruffian leader and go recruit some of your friends or people to start making their way back to the fortress. Time is of the essense. We already have the support of a large chunk of the dwarves, but as you might suspect, everyone counts. You will find only death on the path that you have taken so far. Go on, leave this place and make haste to returning with your kin."
((Diplomacy Check.
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((Heh, you covered what I was going to do before the iPad ate my post and I had to go work on other stuff.))
As Aurel berates the shifter and blackguard soundly, Karl locks eyes with the shifter, letting the implacable certainty of his faith fill and strengthen him.
((Intimidate - Aid Another to Aurel's check?))
((Hell, I've got pretty good Intimidate. Can I assist as well?))
(9+5+2+3) He flinched a little bit at Aurel. He takes a step back, gripping his longspear tightly and stares at Symon and the Aurel.
"Maybe one day, we'll test that theory. I'd revel in shoving my spear in his throat... But not today. We need our strength to kill this creature."He mumbles something that not even Symon could hear, for the dwarf speaks up right away. (?)
"If it weren't for the fact that working with these lads paid off a debt to them, I would gladly join you in reclaiming ma ancestral home. If I make it out of this, I'll make for there as soon as I can; that necromancer wouldn't stand a chance against the eight of us."He tosses you a small case with some papers wrapped up in it. The leader gives off a slight irk in his face as he knows what he tossed.
"These are some bounty board clippings that these fools thought they could handle. One of them is for the necromancer, but the others are bandit camps that are in the area. You'll need those also to receive payment for the bounties. The pay is good and I think you lads and lass would last longer then these misfits." The last sentence, he turns and makes a mocking sound when he "leader". He points off and mutters directions towards the east. They follow him, and the blackguard winks at Thyra as he turns, and gives Symon and Aurel each a look that plots revenge.
The party has now reached the caravan stop town of Mosstone. Thyra makes a comment about not getting arrested again as you enter.
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