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Chaosforge 4e PBF - IC
thelaptop:
Marek stands aside and furrows his brows. Pelor mustn't have touched these people much for they don't seem to have seen the light.
To the man who complained about rationing, "Why in Pelor's name would you think that of us?"
--- Quote ---Sense motive insight check on said bugger (1d20+13=29)
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Malek Deneith:
Gosok's gigantic glyph seems to serve it's purpose - it draws peoples attention even though most don't really understand it's meaning at first. The crowd silences and clams... well mostly. Seems *somebody* took the sudden magical sign and stillness of crowd that came with it - as well as probably Isirius' movement - as a warning and started to make his way through the crowd to the tune of "Hey", "Watch it" and "Why is that creep running".
--- Quote ---@LuckyDee - to answer your questions your "hunch" is not yet separated from crowd but will probably be before you make it to him. He has roughly 40 feet of head start on you. And cover probably isn't an issue now, but there wouldn't be much in terms of it anyway, once you leave the assembly the streets are probably going to be pretty empty. Hope that helps.
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- "Why would I think anything else of you? You adventurers disgust me. You have power but you keep it to yourselves so that you can play our lords and saviors."
--- Quote from: Insight ---Marek senses nothing but hatred and malice from Armos - and perhaps some bitter jealousy. Pelor only knows where he got his ideas from but you feel he believes his inane ideas and probably wishes he could get some of adventurer's power... for himself.
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LuckyDee:
While still among the crowd, Isirius tries to make up for the distance by moving as swiftly as the situation allows while making himself somewhat smaller so as to blend in better. If he reaches the end of the crowd before his target is out of sight - around a corner or some such - he will simply try to match his speed; if not he'll take a run towards the spot where he disappeared, taking care to remain unseen until he can have a better look from his new vantage point.
Since the quarry is obviously aware that it's being followed, Isirius tries to engage him telepathically, taking care to ease the thoughts upon him. He presents him with the chance to either explain himself to the warden and villagers, or to Isirius. Sending a mental picture of him standing between Markelhay - not looking amused - and his retinue - looking even less amused - on one side an Isirius with his handsome features and benign smile on the other should illustrate the difference between both options nicely.
--- Quote ---Athletics check for giving chase: 1d20+2=13
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S.K. Ren:
Play? Gosok's face begins to twitch. Do they think this is a game?
Xander Morhaime:
The kobold had kept out of the debate up to this point, instead more focused on gratefully accepting more size-appropriate cold-weather gear and promptly putting it on, before the adrenalin high wore out and the cold started making itself known again.
"Quill thinks shouty man is being so noisy because he doesn't want to pay others for saving his hide and is trying to guilt Quill's tribe into doing work for free," she commented to the halfling, glaring briefly at Armos. "Quill does not think it will work."
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