Generic Fantasy - [5/7]

Could've sword I replied to the last one...

Lazarus: "Very well. Farewell."

I take my gear and walk over to the tower. Once I reach, I put on the red robe I took earlier.

 

Wasn't I going to check on my stuff?

 

Nope. Neither of you have not responded at all since page 37.

The robe's a bit small, but you put it on anyway and walk towards the tower.
The door is still ajar. Upon entering the tower, you feel an incredibly pressuring silence. There is not a single sound of activity in the tower.

 

I go in a back ally as usual and try unlocking the pendant with the key

 

Huh.

In that case, I take my stuff and leave the room.

 

Sorry for not responding, I wasn't getting notifications and began questioning why I hadn't heard of this RP for a while.

I jab the man with my mace.

 

The alley is a dark and gloomy place, and as you put the key into the pedant hole, they key doesn't go all the way in. No fit.

Looks like you slept in quite a while. All the upstairs rooms are empty. Downstairs, the lady bartender is serving a bunch of midday drinkers.

The blunt damage to his chest would have killed him anyway even without the blood loss from the missing arm.
You have slain both men.

 

I head downstairs, being sneaky.

 

Leon: "There is no need for bloodshed, but you insist."

I leap towards the group behind the two that were just slain and strike a random one.

 

Being a rather small creature, you easily manage to sneak past the patrons. They would probably notice you, being hyper-paranoid adventurers and all, but they're drunk.

They're already gone. Seems like the two fighters were a distraction, sent out with the group knowing full well they'd die.
God what kind of messed up villains am I writing

 

I search both corpses.

Leon: "They are smart for leaving before I banished them to the infinite."

 

Do any of them look... pickpocketable?

 

All Loot:
Bent Plate Armor [Full Set]
Plate Armor [Full Set]
Greatsword
Broken Shield
Longsword
Slip of Paper
[23] Gold Coins

Most patrons have their pouches out on their tables or something, but there's a guy in a green cloak who looks like he owns way too many knives with a pouch of gold hanging on his waist.

 

I split the gold coins into two piles, 12 gc for Robert and 11 gc for me.

I pick up the Bent Plate Armor, Plate Armor, Greatsword, and Longsword. I read the slip of paper.

 

I just start wondering the city hoping to find something inportant

 

I try to pickpocket a bit of the guy's gold.

 

I sell him the crown, I guess?

 

I was looking at the spell list, and I noticed a problem. There are two spells named Smite: the greater version of Lightning and a divine spell. Here's a recommendation: Change the name of Greater Lightning to Thunderstorm. That could fix the problem.

 

in b4 it's intentional and is part of lore in showing that all divine magic stems from regular magic if that were true.

 

I'll wait for HM to answer...