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[Sir Knight]

That's everyone!  So, I see you're all emphasizing the "he's dead and gone" route.  I've got some persuasion checks to run, but I know a few points that could arise.  I ask:

Do any of you think you'd rat out Frank as the one who took the deceased's goods?  (Bringing it up yourself, or only answering if asked, or keeping it hidden.)

If we're trying to get compensation from "his estate," well, somebody here carted the loot away with him.  And sold it.  While none of you were watching.

[Dustan Hache]

Icly? Not answering because I don't know what this is all about.

[Sir Knight]

Then that's one answer, good.  I ask the same question to the rest of you folks so I have fodder if I need it.

But there's another question for you, Dustan: you said you wanted to move on, and Frank (Coolrune206) is following you.  Where would you like to (try to) head right now?

[Dustan Hache]

Back into the caves, presumably to the south.

[ziizo]

John wouldn't say anything. He just wants this to end and keep traveling and saying stuff like that would make things more complicated. Also he probably forgot due to the whole fighting a tiger while frank took the stuff.

[Sir Knight]

Excellent on both accounts.

I'll be back tomorrow, where I will see if I received any other replies about the conversation, just in case I get more material I can use.  (This is the first part of the game to have gameplay via talking, you understand.)

[HugeNerdAndProudOfIt]

I would probably answer if asked, but try to remain unobtrusive in general.

((I will be gone for a couple of days. Assume that I protect stuff in this order: my life, my pick, my still setup, and the rest of my gear. I am not above dirty fighting or lying))

[Sir Knight]

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Ha, thanks for the info.  I'll keep that in mind.

Spoiler: Persuasion checks like crazy (click to show/hide)

I'll go down these results until something ends the scene

Frank's roll: 4, Succeed!
Sir Lootington's roll: 4, Succeed!  (For stuff before his breakdown)
John's roll: 6, Fail by succeeding!
Dustan's roll: 3, Succeed weakly!  (For looking uninvolved enough to get away)
Overseer's roll: 3, Succeed weakly!
Durenadal's roll: 6, Fail by succeeding!

Those were some decent rolls, people.

Spoiler: The GM rolls, mysteriously, for something mentioned in a private message (click to show/hide)

Result: 1, Fail terribly!

And so we have a battle of wits . . .

Frank makes a blunt dismissal of any responsibility for the dead thief and turns his attention to Sir Lootington, who . . . undergoes dramatic mental dissolution.  Or perhaps he merely reveals that which was already underway?  He didn't know that Helmacon even died!

The prospector seems rattled, perhaps at the idea that she might not have the right audience.  "Are you pulling my leg?  I want my money's worth, and that means surface goods!  I had, what, eight or ten splitter wands in that pack?  Lost my knife, too!"

Conveniently, John has an iron knife immediately to hand.  You present it hilt-first, along with a few other items in compensation.  It's not her knife, so this doesn't solve the problem, but the offer gets her to stop talking for a moment.

In that break, Dustan begins making moves to leave this mess behind, with Frank following.  The guards don't try to stop you.

Suddenly, Lootington begins sobbing and spasming like one possessed!  He says something incoherent about "pranks" before breaking into a run!  Yeah, the guards tackle him immediately.

Spoiler: Guards vs. Sir Lootington (TankKit) (click to show/hide)

Just as with the last restraining bonk on the head, I'll treat this as doing an unarmed attack:

Guard attack roll: 6, Fail by succeeding!

They drop him, but one of the guards manages to give another a bloody lip in the scuffle.  The latter wipes away the blood and glowers at the prospector with a "get this finished" sort of look.

Overseer repeats plainly that the debt died with Helmacon.  Durenadal does the same thing, though it sounds kinda insincere when he does it.  John goes to make good on his offer, retrieving the small amount of opal left in his lockbox.  Behind his back, the prospector seems hardly placated.  She argues with the couple of guards who aren't handling Lootington:

"Can't you do any more to get me my goods?"

"I'm doing my job; standing here just fine."

"But I'm Svarog!  I'm kin!"

"It's not like you're my mother.  I'm not shedding blood for you."

The guard with the split lip looks seriously ticked at this point.  But it sounds like . . . there's nothing else the prospector can really do here.  John arrives and makes the payment; it's awful kind when he isn't even from the exile group in question.

Dustan and Frank are by the cave entrance to the south.  Time to leave while you still can?



A true team effort.

Right, stopping here only because I don't want to go crazy doing two updates at once all the time.  You'll have a bit to post anything before I send you all off down the cave.  I'm sure there'll be nothing earth-shattering, so I'll write up the next post as normal.

[Coolrune206]

"We should wait for a few more to follow us. I'd rather not it be just us two versus a few wall-tigers, if worst comes to worst. But, let's not let Sir Lootington follow us. He's dangerous and deranged. Kinda like me; but not in a tolerable way."

[Sir Knight]

(Just taking a moment to appreciate that Frank is telling Dustan not to keep the crazy person around.)

[Dustan Hache]

"I don't have time for this bullcrap. I'm leaving."
theres work to be done, go!

[Coolrune206]

Frank, after a moment of hesitation, follows Dustan.

[TankKit]

(Just taking a moment to appreciate that Frank is telling Dustan not to keep the crazy person around.)

((Quite ironic isn't it?))
Go back the way I came from.

Edit: ((Heh heh, hello Frank. WANT SOME FRIENDSHIP!?))

[ziizo]

"here have another 3 wands if I survive I will pay the last 4 later"

Give the last 3 wands then pick the wheelbarrow and follow Dustan and Frank.

If stopped of going with the wheelbarrow continue without it.

[helmacon]

A faint spectral helmacon appears behind behind the group as they are walking away, and sticks his tongue out at the prospector.

((Still trying my best to get you guys killed. ))