[d&d] Masin Campaign [full]

"Pfft. Didn't plan to. Wouldn't interest ya."

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"But anyways. I'm heading to my room. If we get arrested, don't forget me."

And I start heading for the stairs.

 

“Hey.”
I say forcefully.
“Stay here.”

 

"I'm tired... I drank all those drinks to sleep better."

I turn around on the stairs.
"Come on."

 

“Wait for me.”
I deceive, setting down the glass and walking over to you. Once I’m close to you, I try to grab you and drag you back over.
Athletics for grapple: 5 + 7 = 12

 

Acrobatics: 2 +5 =7
"Ugh.."

 

“Come on.”
I drag you back to the center of the room.

 

Piplue turns to the guards

He fishes around and pulls out a badge and pins it to his chest

Piplue:"I am third captain Piplue Benadri of the artifcer's army I can handle this situation."

 

"By doing..."

 

I shoot you a look like I'm trying to help you.

Piplue:"By detaining each of you under the PROPER laws of masin."

I also kinda wink slightly.

 

You don’t need to have knowledge, but this involves you and Josh’s characters.

 

I let go of the woman.
"If you lay a hand on me, I'm driving my fist into your chest."

 

Piplue:"Luckily, We never actually did anything illegal, the musicians there began to act hostile and we dispatched them."
Piplue:"I can say with 100% certainy that if given the chance the musicans would have inflicted bodily harm upon us as such we were within our legal rights to defend ourselves."

 

"That's more like it."

 

Two of the three guards behind the one speaking restrain the waiter, who looks defeated. He keeps his head down.
Guard 1: “There’s been no word from anyone in the Order for almost a century now. And you are claiming to be one of them?”

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“Artificers’ army has no authority in this area of the main island of Masin.”
The guard turns to Ordon.
“Are you both forging these emblems?”

 

Piplue:"I assure you mine is authentic."

 

"You should gag him as well. He knows some magics."
I mention.

 

The final guard looks around and finds a table cloth. He wraps it around the waiter’s mouth and gags him.

 

"Well? What's your plan now?"
I ask the waiter, making fun of him.

 

I'll just pretend I've never headed to the kitchen then I guess.
Just take me as that one guy at the counter who's to stunned to do anything I suppose.

 

Piplue:"Best not to taunt him... We still don't know what he's capable of."