To all of you minus Perrin and David:
As you step through the doorway, suddenly, three of the doorways burst open and the owners of the faces you saw in the windows step through.
Spoke to his friend in Draconic.
I think we may have stumbled into.. a gathering of some sort..
Yes, yes you did.
"Should...should I come back later? Is this a bad time?"
One of the bandits slouts* out:
"Naaawsh! You should comesh over here... and D*hic*IE!"
*slout: slur and shout"Well, my years of healing tell me that this man is dead. Not how I wanted it to go."
He stands up and gestures to the trapdoor.
"Anyways, after you."
Retrieve my dagger from his knee. "No sense wasting a good blade."
Before we continue, I'll loot the bodies. (Perception +5)
During this inspection, I'll make note of what they're wearing. Specifically, does either have a cloak?
"Oh, by the way, what's your name. I don't think I caught it earlier. Mine's Perrin."
"I was named David Thuliaga by my mother, and WordMaker by my chief. I am a runepriest of Enkol, a Serene Blade, and a Hospitaller. It is a pleasure to meet you, Perrin."
Perrin, you find three more objects on one of the bodies: a diamond, a pearl, and a finely crafted platinum necklace with "Property of Halflady Elyd". Guess it's one of the Jewels.
The two of you descend into the tunnel. Looks like the password also de-activated whatever traps might have been there, because the tunnel is free of anything but you and air. You reach the end of the tunnel and reach the little door with a window.
Erza gives the eladrin a small smile and waves casually.
"Well, it seems like I'm not the only one out for some quick and easy gold. Are you with those thieves? Or are you looking for them?" she says quietly, not wanting to give her position away to any others just yet.
((Changed my IC voice color, since someone already had orange. It's now green.))
He turns around with a faint smile on his face.
Hey, mate. Didn't notice you at all. Where you one of the bandits, I'd be dead. Anyways, to answer your question, I'm looking for them. There appear to be more people sharing our goal right now. Look at the window and you'll see what I mean.
He gestures towards the window.
There are at least eight of these thieves, but I think with help from those others we can overtake them.
Damirion opens the door and walks in. He uses his cantrips to turn all of the torches off and back on.
Don't try to run. You're surrounded. Might as well give us the gems, and y'know, not die.
You do all that stuff. The bandits stare at you, transfixed by your wizardry and purple eyes, until...
Spoke to his friend in Draconic.
I think we may have stumbled into.. a gathering of some sort..
Indeed, that is what it appears to be... But look at the other windows, across the room... Do you think those eyes belong to allies, or are they guards, watching for intruders such as ourselves? Well, we'll certainly find out soon enough.
Sheath sword, kick down the door and walk in.
((If kicking down the door is successful, do the following. If not, then try again until it is.))
Surprise round: walk up to the table, pull out a hand axe and slam it into the tabletop.
GIVE US THOSE ROYAL JEWELS, YOU THIEVING SCUM, AND I'LL TRY TO RESTRAIN MYSELF FROM KILLING ALL OF YOU! ((intimidate check))
((I'm assuming that I recognize them, and that they are, in fact, thieving scum.))
Move action: shift backwards one space, so the all of them are in front of me
Minor action: dragon breath the entire table, engulfing all of them
Standard action: punch the nearest one in the face (furious smash)
((If they don't give me the jewels, but they start saying something, then I'll hold off on slaughtering them so we can have a brief discussion on the matter))
Sweep the jewels off the table into my pouch (or my backpack, if they don't fit in the pouch).
Well, if my friend doesn't object, then I think we can let you go this time with just a warning, but don't let us hear about you robbing anyone else. If we do, then you may find that it's a lot harder to steal things when you don't have a throat.
Chaotic alignment FTW!
Well, you got... a natural 20, bringing the check up to 31. You would've scared their socks off if you'd tried.
All the bandits suddenly start babbling "please don't kill me" and "as you say, mighty dragonborn", etc. etc. as they empty their pockets and toss the jewels at you, vowing to forever revoke thievery. However...
One of the bandits, however, does not do this.
Keep eyebiting! Do I see anything else?
You use eyebite on the same bandit again, daring to rush out of your hidey-hole. The bandit is dealt another 2 damage. However, you seem to have pushed him over the edge with your psychic assault. He does not turn out his pockets like his fellows and continues to stare at the dragonborn who slammed his axe on the table and scared the living daylights out of seven of the bandits.
Suddenly, he booms out something, in a very non-bandity voice. A voice that sounds like fifty people with weird wind-instrument-y voices talking at the same time.
"FOOLISH MORTALS. YOU SHALL PAY THE PRICE FOR YOUR FOOLISH MISDEEDS."All of a sudden, the guy whips his hood off and reveals he's a ghost. More correctly, a specter. A great black ghostly form, with a skull for a face. Oh dear. He raises up as his clothes tear and fall to the floor, just revealing more ectoplasm or whatever specters are made of.
"I HAVE NO TIME TO DEAL WITH YOU WEAKLINGS. BEGONE!"All of a sudden, he shouts
"lolololol I'm just trolling you" and makes a motion with his his ghost hand.
A troll appears from nowhere. The specter snaps his fingers, and the troll looks over at the specter with a mesmerized look on his face.
"YOU SHALL DO MY BIDDING! SLAY THE ROYALTY OF THE TOWN AND CLAIM THE LANDS FOR ME!"The troll nods eagerly, and the specter disappears in a burst of ectoplasm or whatever, presumably having teleported away. All the bandits scream like little girls and run away. The troll runs off, bursting through a doorway and nearly squishing a little halfling and a massive Goliath.
(Ha ha ha, like my unexpected anti-deus ex machina?)