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[Ozarck]

Grab the spider silk bags for delivery and dump them inside of the shop

When inside the shop Delivery

After head to the Charmbriam cookery

(1) Well, finally, we have our first diplomatic crisis. You grab the silk off the cart and stalk toward the shop, shouting "I got's yer goods here, ya lot o stitchers!." The friendly snarl is grated by a piercing scream from a rotund lady behind the counter, wearing a little too much makeup. An older preying mantis looking bug guy with a broom rushes over to bar the door, and the tailor, currently measuring a sturdy looking gentleman turns, wide eyed toward the door. The gentleman raises a whistle to his lips and blows, a higher pitched sound than the keening lady. Guards materialize from the side of the shop, where they look like they had been resting. THey wear matching sets of armor with colorful cloaks. All their metal gleams in the sunlight.

((The reason I said "out of the corner of my eye" was to be subtle about it. I was trying to avoid Pylon even noticing my gaze IC. I'll try to be more clear about my intentions next time.))
Wait for the cart to stop. Without speaking, try to get a look at Pylon. See if I can discern anything about how he functions.

(2) nope, nothing. Looks like a lamppost on a cart.

Anything we're looking to pick up from here?

the list says the shop will issue you a letter of credit, to be shown at the other shops along the way, along with whatever other paperwork is needed. List says nothing about an armed escort though.

Follow Varrick into the shop, pretending to help as an excuse to have a look around. Admire/examine the stuff on display.

Yep, those sure are some pointing spears, and shiny helmets on those guards surrounding you guys. the froth on Varrick's lips sure is foamy, and his red rimmed eyes sure do have a friendly wildness about them. Boy, it's like going home all over again. You cast an eye about for some female bakers apprentices, but are disappointed to see none.

experiment with sorcery while the silk gets delivered.

pull out my geode and pick up a rock off of the street, see if I can channel my sorcery through the geode in order to cause an amber shell to form around the rock.

Well, you need an amber forming substance to make an amber shell, but your sorcery does crystallize the rock. It goes a little overboard and the rock shatters with a small bang, causing severa lspears to be leveled your way. a robed figure strides out of the shop ... you think it's a robe. could be a tarp. the thing is hunched, almost longer than it is tall, and comes up to your chest in height. Never the less, it seems confident and prepared.

[Egan_BW]

"HELLO GENTLEMEN. PYLON IS HERE TO DELIVER SUPPLIES FROM OMEGA. DO NOT MIND PYLON'S ESCORT, THEY ARE FROM OMEGA, AFTER ALL."
Defuse situation by speaking very loudly. And sparking.

[Dutrius]

Wake up in the cart.

Zzz... Soap... Ack! Where am I?

Look to see what equipment I have on/around me.

Spoiler: Durmokh (click to show/hide)

Name: Durmokh Dumrhysson (You can shorten it to Durmokh)
Race: Dwarf

Stats
Str: 0
Con: +1
Speed: 0
Dex: +1
Int: -1
Mem: 0
Will: 0
Cha: 0

Skills:
Unarmed: 0
Blunt: 0
Sharp: 0
Ranged: +1
Magic: -2
Medicine: +1
Gen Knowledge: 0
Skill Mastery/Specialization: 0 : Crossbows, Cheese making, Field Triage (slapping on a bandage/plaster cast and telling the wounded to walk it off).

Description: He is average in size. His long, auburn beard is split into two braids. His medium length auburn hair is straight. His eyebrows are bushy. His eyes are a steely grey. When possible, he prefers to consume cheese, bacon and rhubarb wine. He absolutely detests slugs.
How did you become part of the Omega Legion?: Murder, vandalism of a tavern and assaulting a noble with a cat.

[AkumaKasai]

Altair speaks in an urgent tone barely loud enough for the dwarf to hear him.
You're in a cart which is surrounded by a horde of irritable spear-clutching fops. Lay low and be quiet if you don't want to get stabbed.
He turns to the cockroach perched on his shoulder.
Same goes for you Terry.

[Dutrius]

Right...

Lay low and be quiet.

[Yoink]

"Oh, oh my, what's that?"    

Conveniently become fascinated by some inconsequential item in my vicinity.
Study it with the closest scrutiny, looking deep in thought, pondering its every detail as though whatever-it-is holds the golden keys to the secret meaning of existence. Perhaps it does? One never knows where such metaphysical items may be hidden. I'd best make sure, perhaps this whole situation has been brought about by the Fates purely so that I could have a chance to unlock the invaluable secrets of this seemingly-mundane object.

Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)

* Yoink slurps groggily at his first cup of coffee for the day.

 

Edit: If Varrick manages to make his escape, be sure to follow.    

[Unholy_Pariah]

Engage defensive tactics but do not make any overly aggressive moves.

Put my geode away and inspect the hunchback from where I stand.

[killerhellhound]

Leave the bags of silk next to the guy and slowly climb back onto the cart

[Ozarck]

"HELLO GENTLEMEN. PYLON IS HERE TO DELIVER SUPPLIES FROM OMEGA. DO NOT MIND PYLON'S ESCORT, THEY ARE FROM OMEGA, AFTER ALL."
Defuse situation by speaking very loudly. And sparking.

(2) well, that helped. Not really. I mean, for the most part, the guards are focusing on the frothing wolfman, so it's no big deal. but they seem to ignore your claims. Professionals, waiting on orders, or action.

Wake up in the cart.

Zzz... Soap... Ack! Where am I?

Look to see what equipment I have on/around me.

-snip-

any equipment you possess and would likely carry with you, you have. so ... the cheesemaking stuff? Why not. You and the baker over there could set up shop in this town

Right...

Lay low and be quiet.

I'll allow the double action this time .... (2) unfortunately, your waking ruckus drew attention before you were aware of the situation, and some guards come over to poke some spears int  the wagon in your general direction. "Out please." This request applies to everyone still in the carts.

"Oh, oh my, what's that?"    

Conveniently become fascinated by some inconsequential item in my vicinity.
Study it with the closest scrutiny, looking deep in thought, pondering its every detail as though whatever-it-is holds the golden keys to the secret meaning of existence. Perhaps it does? One never knows where such metaphysical items may be hidden. I'd best make sure, perhaps this whole situation has been brought about by the Fates purely so that I could have a chance to unlock the invaluable secrets of this seemingly-mundane object.

Spoiler: OOC (click to show/hide)

* Yoink slurps groggily at his first cup of coffee for the day.

 

Edit: If Varrick manages to make his escape, be sure to follow.    

You duck your head, stare intently at your feet, and shuffle quietly off to the side. You end up standing between two guards. one of them hands you his shield so he can better use his spear while calling for the rest of the Omegas to line up for inspection.

Engage defensive tactics but do not make any overly aggressive moves.

Put my geode away and inspect the hunchback from where I stand.

wizard. Looks like a classy one, too. it's eyes are black, it's whiskers long and colorless, it's motions fluid and efficient. It looks into you as you look into it, and you share a moment of clarity. You are outclassed and you both know it.

Leave the bags of silk next to the guy and slowly climb back onto the cart

You slowly, so slowly, lower the silk to the ground, straighten up, wipe your mouth, and turn to leap up into the cart. This action seems to put the guards into motion, and they are shouting all kinds of cliche cop things as they try to drag you to the ground. (rolls of 6 on a stat of -2 kill people around you. and I thought you guys were about to recover from that 1.)

the situation
Right now, the guards are reacting pretty aggressively to the wolfman's attempt (varrick? I forgot again.) to get back into the cart. They are essentially dragging people and objects out of the cart and attempting to wrestle you to the ground. The wizard has yet to make a move, and the shopkeeper was trying to find out what was going on, but has retreated to the back of his shop to let the professionals sort it out. Oh, and Thrips has found himself outside the ring of guards, carrying one of their shields, for some reason.

I felt I needed to explain, since it's been a while since a -2 charisma character was the front man, with a group of friendlies, no less.

[Dutrius]

Right, ok. Please don't poke me. I'm allergic to pointy things.

Get out of the cart.

[Egan_BW]

"BLOODY IDIOTS, ALL OF THEM.
FOOLS! UNHAND MY MINIONS OR I SHALL HAVE TO ELIMINATE YOU."
I guess it would be plausible for PYLON to be able to electrify it's surface? If so, discourage these men from touching the lamppost. If that wizard starts casting, vaporize it.

[AkumaKasai]

Altair speaks with a tone of calm authority, if he can muster it. Either way, he exits the cart, complying with the guards. He speaks first to Pylon.
Alright, calm down son. No need to escalate things.
Afterwards, he turns to the guards.
Sorry about these lads behavior, they're neither a bright nor a particularly charismatic sort. I'll speak on their behalf if you like, and I'd also really appreciate if you didn't stab any of us until after you give me a chance to speak.
Speak. Also, without any chanting, create a large lightningproof ward surrounding Pylon to prevent him from causing trouble.

[Egan_BW]

((PYLON has more charisma than any of you! And by more I mean none whatsoever! Which is still more than any of you!))

[AkumaKasai]

((Stats are relative to your race, with zero being equivalent to an average member of your race. Altair, as a fairly uncharismatic humanoid, is almost certainly far more likable to a group of similar beings than a perfectly average sapient pillar is.))

[killerhellhound]

Let the other guy talk them down. Remain calm