En Route To Ribcage

[*Selebius]

"The master follows Tiamat. He is favoured by her. Only devils are not allowed here as Lord Paracs fears the Sliding. But you can still follow powers I think. But Lady... I am no politician. Please.. I will make no trouble. Just leave me and my birds alone."

[*Mander]

////Listen 17, spellcraft 23

[*Krayt]

"You may leave. Through the window." She lowered her blade some placing her other hand on his shoulder as to help him up. Guiding him towards the window.

If he indeed went for the window and turned his back on her she would attempt to put her hand over his mouth to silence him and slit his throat pushing him back to his bed.

[*Krayt]

She scabbared her shortsword and drew her greatsword if it was spacius enough to wield it below without the wagoons being to close to the men((If so she just kept her shortsword)). She attempts to sneak closer to the corner they are in still blurred by the invisibility spell but having broken the complete concealment from sight.

[*Selebius]

(( move silently, please))

[*Krayt]

((Mod -2 with her armour. Total:8))

[*Selebius]

The floor is creaking as she moves but as one of the guards look up he seems to miss her.... but he seems wary now.

The other is still discussing with the hunchbacked Half fiend and the workers move more quickly.

However being fast has its disadvantages and one crate is dropped to the ground- the crahing sound loud enough to be heard by ganator as well. From the broken crate Ingots of many metals spill out...

...and Maed sees the marks on one of them. The lost loot has been found.

[*Mander]

Outside, Ganatog is growing restless. Knowing that two of his warriors were likely in dire straits didn't lend him much patience to sit and wait. He resisted the urge to smash the door open, remembering Mae's words about some spell or mechanism still being in place. An alarm being raised could be the end of them all. The Jotun squeezed the silver knuckle dusters on his fingers, trusting in Mae to get the door open for him.

[*Selebius]

((Before Maed does this- make an INT roll for her, please))

[*Selebius]

The sounds of combat stop- and even as Ganatog waits none of the guards ssent out from the estate are returning. There is the orange sheen of a fire and there are shouts for help and assistance but the conflict seems to be over.

However the Jotun hears curses from inside, some harsh voice ordering somebody to be more careful and work faster.