Jaroth Kidnaps Sullivan

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "...Well, this is... hm."

[Say] Jaroth: this are the old catacums of Tiza, theres nothing to be worried about."

Sullivan Atlas pulls out a paper and quill to roughly map where they're going so he can find his way back if needed.

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Tiza?"

[Say] Jaroth: the fishing village name

Jaroth they finnally arrive, aside from the long tunnels they arrive to what seems like an empty basement, on a nearby table silks an aged halfling, he tunrs around and smiles to Jaroth and Sulli

Sullivan Atlas carefully folds and puts away the rough map.

Jaroth Lassias: "ahh Jackie! and the patient you told me about!, come in come in!"

Jaroth | to the corner sits a large, brutish looking orc

Sullivan Atlas glances around, taking in the scenery. And the occupants.

Jaroth Lassias, the old looking hin hops on a nearby box and beckons Sullivan to come closer "pale indeed, now let me get a good look at you!"

Sullivan Atlas walks over to the box, hands folded behind his back, expression neutral.

Jaroth | Lassias: "ahh.. I see, much worry indeed! Tell me boy, have you slep well?""

Jaroth | Lassias' accent sounds very Amnian, an odd thing for a hin

Sullivan Atlas briefly had a look of recognition when he saw Lassias, but he doesn't comment.

Jaroth | Lassias seems too focused on studing Sulli's factions to realize any gesture "ahh....I see I see yes!"

Jaroth | Lassias: yes yes indeed!

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Oh? What do you see?"

Jaroth | Lassias: "Heterochromia... your eyes seem to be working on separate sets of muscles! tell me boy, have you been under a lot of stresss lately?"

Sullivan Atlas snorts and rolls his eyes. "I don't need a doctor to tell me they're different colors."

Jaroth looks over and calls the brutish ork "Sik! come over here!"

Jaroth lassias said that

Jaroth | Lassias: "of course not! but its not that simple! when someone holds eyes of a 'different kind' they tend to work on separate sets!, this brings extra strain to the brain! too much focusing on

Jaroth tasks, reading, for example, can fatigue the mind!

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Mm... If you say so."

Jaroth |Lassias "trust a professional! now now... you dont mind if we try some tests on your motor skills, do you?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Depends on the tests."

Jaroth | Lassias: "nothing too complicated... open your arms to each side, if you please!"

Sullivan Atlas looks around to see where the half-orc is now.

Jaroth rolls his eyes, waddles closer to the exit "Ill get myself another ale, be right back..."

Jaroth | the brutish orc is right next to him now, the stench is quite noticeable

[Say] Jaroth: Nillie's ale.. now that is something...

Sullivan Atlas frowns, stepping away a bit - moving out of arm's reach of the orc if he can.

Jaroth | Lassias: "Sik didnt you!?  of course you didnt... step back you idiot!"

Jaroth is by the door by this point now

Jaroth Lassias "better now! go ahead boy, if you please..!"

Sullivan Atlas watches Jaroth walk off, but doesn't stop him. He shrugs, holding his arms out to the sides now that he's not quiiite close enough for anyone to grab his wrists.

Jaroth | Lassias seems to be examining him "good good.. now how about your legs? do they feel heavy by any chance?"

Jaroth seems to be muttering something upstairs, as if talking to someone

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Should they?"

Jaroth |Lassias frowns "you tell me!"

Sullivan Atlas hesitates a solid, oh, six seconds, which happens to be how long it takes to activate Detect Magic.

Jaroth | Lassias: Im a licenced phiscitian! not a mind reader!"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "They don't, no."

[Party] Jaroth: he would notice a warding spell is barely now starting into effect, not too different from an isolation spell

[Party] Sullivan Atlas: what would it block?

[Party] Jaroth: sulli would not be able to sense much aside from the three people still inside the room, Lassias, Sik and Jaroth

Jaroth | lassias ponders...  "how about your spatial awarenes..?"

Jaroth | Lassias "there is one way we could test this but would rather hear your impressions first"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "My awareness is always a bit above average by default. Comes with the territory as a Seer."

[Party] Jaroth: sorry, it would block scrying, sending, and pretty much forms of comunication and/or awareness of the outside world

[Party] Jaroth: basically, Sulli is being jammed, wether he knows it already or not is up to you

Jaroth | Lassias looks to Sulli, and his eyes jsut widen in expectation "a seer... most interesting..! Ive always been curious about this sort of magic, I bet that is what brings the symptoms Ive been

Jaroth mentioned off!"

Sullivan Atlas lowers his arms suddenly with a worried look.

Jaroth | Lassias "one last test should confirm this! are you ready?""

Jaroth seems to be talking with someone upstairs still

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "You know... I'm sure my, eh, sickness was due to poor sleep after all. I should likely return to my bed to fix this."

Jaroth | Lassias seems a bit distraight and eager from Sulli's explanation "But--but the tests arent done yet! we are just trying to help you!"

Sullivan Atlas flicks a glance at the exit. "I would hate to waste your time on something unnecessary."

Jaroth | Lassias "dont you worrly your little mind now! come one! one- one last test and we will be done!"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "...Depends on what this test entails."

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Or what 'done' means in this context..."

Jaroth | Lassias "alright then I want you to txtend your hands... and do three quick turns!"

Sullivan Atlas subtly reaches toward his Bag of Holding and... can't seem to reach inside. His hand brushes over the opening like he's just dusting it off.

Jaroth | Sik looks at Sulli, and scratches his head... something seems alof but can yet pin what it is... slow creature as he is

Jaroth | Lassias explaimed, too excited to seem to notice "are you ready!"

Sullivan Atlas looks more worried now, stepping back a bit. "Is there a reason to put up these wards?"

Jaroth | Lassias stares at Sully for asecond.... "Wards, what wards?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Whatever just shut off my telepathy and bag of holding..."

Jaroth | Lassias seems impatient now "are you ready for the test?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I'd be more ready if this wasn't starting to feel like a kidnapping..."

Jaroth | Lassias starts off, looking clearly insulted "Im a licenced physician!"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Tell that to Jaroth."

Jaroth | Lassias seems to be getting his temper tested now "Open your arms... and give three spins! .. please...!"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I'd... really rather leave now..."

Sullivan Atlas has a forced calm, but a slightly shaky edge to his voice.

Jaroth | Lassias stares to Sully... a good second or two... he then jsut shouts out "get him!" the orc still takes a second to actually try and jump on Sulli

Sullivan Atlas reaches a hand into a pocket of his robes slowly - and then promptly draws a dagger as Lassias shouts, spinning to hold it defensively up at the orc.

Jaroth | the orc doesnt seem too concerned with his own safety, it still lumbers over to Sully, closing its huge arms around the seer

Jaroth | Lassias on the other hand, squeals and lifts his hands to his face, lest something might actually hurt him!

Sullivan Atlas jabs up and out with the dagger as the orc closes in on him. He isn't particularly strong, but hopes the orc's own weight and inertia will make it a more effective stabbing.

Jaroth | Sick grumbles, holws and roars! lifts his arms as about to squish Sully! again seems to take jsut a second for him to process the deep gashes in his forearms, he slowly stops.. looks at them

Jaroth | Sik: "aghhhhH! agh.. au.. au.. auu.. auuu!!"

Jaroth | Sik cowers away from the dagger slashes, clutching his own arms

Sullivan Atlas takes the opportunity to activate a power he hopes works - levitation! And tries to fly up to the ceiling.

[Party] Jaroth: sully will now find out, not magic is in effect

Jaroth steps down the stares "what the fuck is going on..? Lassias!"

Sullivan Atlas can't fly. ... and his ring stops working too, most likely.

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "- ah shit -"

Jaroth | Lassias seems to be covering himself from any physical damage.. the orc turns out to be a sucker at handling the deep wounds on his arms

[Say] Jaroth: were you going anywhere.. Mr Atlas..?"

Sullivan Atlas tries to keep all three of them in his - her, now - vision, holding the bloodied dagger with both hands shakily. "Let - me out of here."

Sullivan Atlas is definitely panicking now, looking pale, shaky and wide-eyed, and ready to stab anyone that gets in reach.

Jaroth tilts his head at Sullivan's figure "now I did *not* expect that...."

Jaroth | Next to Jaroth is a young looking boy, he seems regretful and sheepish, probably phisically abused... in an overall helpless attitude

Sullivan Atlas says nothing at first, just staring at each one quickly in turn. "What's going on?!"

Jaroth starts a slow stride towards Sulli, he reaches for a weapon of his own, a huge pact knife, its magical properties useless for now "You see Atlas.."

Jaroth is actually the only one that is not afraid to stride closer to Sullivan "I didnt actually expect you to go and wield one of those but..."

Sullivan Atlas eyes the blade in fear, keeping her own dagger raised. "J-just let me out of here."

[Say] Jaroth: you were doing such a shitty work lately.. that I just got worried you know...

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I - already alerted people, the name of the tavern, they know where to look, they know who I'm with!"

Jaroth calmly holds the pact blade to his side, his massive shoulder frame being evident now

Sullivan Atlas 's dagger isn't a pact blade or anything special, just a basic steel dagger. Which hardly looks used.

Jaroth's is the size of a machete

[Say] Jaroth: alerted mhh...? since when... Im curious... since your fish meal..? or since before..?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Since - before and after. And right before you cast the wards. How I knew. It - it stopped working."

Jaroth sighs "had I known... it doesnt make a difference does it..?"

Jaroth takes a step closer...

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I have a good idea once in a while, I know to tell people where I am when I'm walking into danger."

Sullivan Atlas takes two steps back!

[Say] Jaroth: youve been talking to the wrong people Atlas.. I dont appreciate it..."

[Say] Jaroth: we had a DEAL!"

[Say] Jaroth: didnt we...¡?"

Jaroth takes another step forward "didnt we..."

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I broke nothing! I told them nothing covered by the contract except what a holy, lawful order -"

[Say] Jaroth: ha! Neverwinters laws... you think youre in Neverwinter now?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "If - if you hurt me they'll - know exactly whose head to put on a platter!"

Sullivan Atlas is trying to muster bravado, but it's difficult.

Jaroth speaks with a low, wicked growl "now now Atlas... will they come bursting in any moment?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "My - the - the contract doesn't guarantee work -"

Jaroth looks aside for just a moment "Ald heal that fucking orc! I tire of his whipmpering!"

Sullivan Atlas backs up further, and runs out of room when she bumps against the wall.

Jaroth is now barely out of harm's reach "I wanted us to be friends you know..? really wanted.."

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Well it's too late isn't it? - people already know about you - You can't stop information already out -"

[Say] Jaroth: really... who will know..?"

[Say] Jaroth: tell me.. and we can figure it out...

Jaroth suddenly explodes in rage and shouts "who??!"

[Say] Jaroth: who have you been talking to!"

Sullivan Atlas flinches back.

Jaroth looks not only a bit deranged at this point but actually physically impressive, and no stranger to the wield of a knife

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "W-who do you think? It doesn't - matter now, enough people know -"

Sullivan Atlas 's voice is drained of courage now.

[Say] Jaroth: that bitch Dhii? Meep? Im asking a simple question!"

Jaroth taks a step closer, clutching the dagger forth, meanwhile the young Ald is healing the whimpering Sik

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Ju- everyone! Hells! I-it's not a secret you're some, slimy, shady, sign-our-names-in-blood -"

Jaroth seems to be having his patience tested "your friend? like Burmice? she cant see beyond her own smug snobbery! Graye? you told me everything to bring him down! maybe...

[Say] Jaroth: ohhhohohohoohoh....

[Say] Jaroth: maybe maybe- Evi...!"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I thought you were working -with- Burmice -"

[Say] Jaroth: ehh... Burmice is interesting.. but shortsighted... she rather belittles people, thinking theyre below her!"

Jaroth holds up the pact blade in a clear, trained guard "last chance Atlas..:Miss Atlas..."

Sullivan Atlas winces. "Are you going to kill me?"

[Say] Jaroth: youve been a baad baad girl... havent you..?"

[Say] Jaroth: that depends... on what you tell me now..."

Jaroth |Sik the orc has had his wounds healerd apparently, and mustered enough courage to at least get behinf Jaroth

Sullivan Atlas glares bitterly. "Fuck you, fine, think it matters? Dhii, Meep, Evi, everyone else I know with a set of ears! And who knows who -they- told!"

Jaroth gives Sulli a grin, looks around for a moment "I dont hear anyone banging on the door... do you..?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Y-you asked me who I talked to, there's your answer."

Jaroth suddenly closes in to Sully, keeping a qute decent guard for dagger slashes

Sullivan Atlas doesn't slash but stabs out, in a panicked reflexive move.

Jaroth doesnt seem to have a problem with knocking Sulli's blade out of the way and ripost to holding his own pact blade to Sulli's neck "last chance seer.."

Sullivan Atlas flattens back against the wall. "I told you! I-I just told you!!"
[Say] Jaroth: Seems Im not going to Neverwinter anytime soon.. sad.. I kind of liked the Mask's wine and tea.."

[Say] Jaroth: why do you betray me Atlas..? why?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I - I've been the Shadowfell, I've seen - And you're a, a shady - nefarious - You wanted too much, you're too dangero--"
Jaroth shouts in Sulli's face "we had a DEAL!"

Sullivan Atlas cuts off in a terrified cringe.

[Say] Jaroth: I just want what has ben stolen from me!"

Jaroth 's jagged teeth are now inches away from Sulli's nose

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Y-you - have a deal with Evi - right?!"

[Say] Jaroth: I did! and now youve ruined it!"

Sullivan Atlas is as flat against the wall as humanly possible, shivering.

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "S-she's still taking your work!"

[Say] Jaroth: not under your advise! dont you think I know how you talk behind curtains?!"

[Say] Jaroth: what does she tell you?!

[Say] Jaroth: talk to Evi one moment talk to Dhii the next!"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Sh-she didn't - I spied on her - I was - "

[Say] Jaroth: say it!"

[Say] Jaroth: you were what!"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I was paid to spy on her! So I did! S-she told Graye - she thought you had slaves, and about the d-deal to guard you!"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "And - and then she told me about the break-in, I didn't know it was even her until I mentioned, because Dhii said her house was broken in and Evi just told me she did it -"

Jaroth seems to back down juust a bit on his temper, he still holds the pact blade to Sullivan's throat "paid.."

[Say] Jaroth: go on..."
[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I - i-it doesn't matter, please, people pay me for information all the time -"

[Say] Jaroth: tell me.. what has Graye got to do with anything..?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "N-nothing except she works for him too."

[Say] Jaroth: not god enough Atlas..."

[Say] Jaroth: good¨¨

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "He, he's upper tier of some criminal group called Shadow!"

[Say] Jaroth: Shadow... criminal group... now youre getting interesting enough.. go on..."

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I-it's this cabal, crime syndicate, assassins-and-thieves' guild, hell if I know - their front is Sword Coast Trading Company -"

[Say] Jaroth: really! ..I knew Meep was working for something more than exploring ventures...

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "They have nobles and corrupt guards in their back pockets, ex-pirates, werewolves, killers, undead -"

[Say] Jaroth: whats their goal..?"

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "Hell if I know, hell if -they- know! They tell some members it's about money and power, they tell others it's about liberating slaves, nobody knows what's going on in there! That's why they keep falling apart, and now they have enough enemies that every bit of info I get on them is worth a lot!"

[Say] Jaroth: I see...

Jaroth still keeps the blade on Sulli's throat, his other hand reaches up, and violently pushes to slam Sullivan's head against the wall

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "I work with'em when it's - when it's a mutual benefit, like taking down Bhael and his demons, or, or I don't kn-hnnf!"

Sullivan Atlas slumps slightly, suddenly dazed by that.

Jaroth checks if she is dazed enoigh to move away

Sullivan Atlas is still conscious, and after a blink of confusion, tries to cower away and cover her head.

[Say] Jaroth: Lassias...? Lassias!"

Jaroth still positions himself at the only physical exit

Jaroth also proceeds to cut his own hand with his pact blade

Sullivan Atlas starts to panic again, not knowing what's happening next. "Please - don't kill me, please -"

[Say] Jaroth: oh Im not going to kill you....

[Say] Jaroth: but you will start working proplerly right..? I told you... he is a good doctor.. and if youre at the mask.. getting distracted.. I will know... understand?

[Say] Jaroth: you will not say a word about what happened tonight

Jaroth cuts his hand with the pact blade, and tries to smack his palm on Sulli's collarbone

Sullivan Atlas flinches in terror as soon as Jaroth even raises a hand, but can't stop him.

[Say] Jaroth: I will know..

[Say] Jaroth: fucking Hell Atlas. if I had known... why even?! ehh guess t doesnt make a difference"

Sullivan Atlas says and does nothing except shiver against the wall.

[Party] Navia: Navia eases the front door open, taking a peek inside before actually entering the building.  She takes a few paces in before coming to a stop near the end of the bar, and takes a surveying look aroun.

[Say] Jaroth: wonder if you got the message across though... remeber Lassias has a lot of hidden talents!"

[Party] Jaroth: theres Vag, a boring looking bartender, that comes out and greets her with a droning tone "welcome to the dead fish.. we got fish soup... baked fish cake, grilled fish..."

[Party] Jaroth: *Vag recites a ton of different fish recipes*

Sullivan Atlas watches them fearfully.

Jaroth |Lassias seems to have musstered enough courage to give a wicked grin, asside from the young lad, they all seem to bee looking down on her

[Say] Jaroth: youre not going to tell Evi.. are you lad..?"

[Say] Jaroth: no more talks behind curtains..."

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "...w-what does this do? What did you do?"

[Party] Navia: "I'm...actually looking for-for some fr-friends of mine.  Um, Jar-Jaroth and-and Sullivan?  They said they-they might need my help with something here."

[Say] Jaroth: just keep track of you... I know you dispelled my last tracking concotion..."

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "...n-no shit."

[Party] Jaroth: *Vag gives an unhelpfull shrug, rolls his eyes.. then starts on again "we fot fish soup, baked fish, grilled fish..."

[Party] Navia: "A-a tiefling man and a human?  They went to the b-basement, I think.  Could you point me, uh, that way?  Or can I just...?"

[Party] Jaroth: Vag: please jsut choose one... or just go straight to the booze like everyone else"

[Party] Navia: "I'll-I'll have the-the grilled, um, fish."

[Party] Jaroth: Vag's usually distracted eyes zero on Navia "no idea what youre- grilled fish it is.."

Jaroth sighs and starts looking into his tunic, meanwhile the huge orc stands in front of her, growling

Jaroth | Sik "you hurt me arms.. you hurt me arms!"

[Say] Jaroth: now now Sik.. relax for a moment..."

Sullivan Atlas shrinks against the wall further.

Jaroth Sik "you.hurt.me. arms!!!"

[Party] Navia: "I, um, I'll just, f-find a seat and wait."

[Say] Jaroth: oh for fucks sake, Lassias!"

Sullivan Atlas hugs her arms protectively. "N-no no - I'm sorry -"

[Party] Jaroth: Vag shrugs and enters the kitchens, comes out a minute later and drones again "you want something to drink in the meantime...? we got oaken tankard, ashen tankard, pine tankard..:"

[Say] Jaroth: Lassias!"

Jaroth clearly doesnt want the orc to strike down on Sulli as he seems to expect him to do

Sullivan Atlas shrinks further down and away against the wall. "I'm sorry I'm sorry..."

[Party] Navia: By the time Vag returns, Navia is already gone.  The moment he stepped away, so did she, and began looking for the entrance to the basement.

Jaroth | Sik roars and brings his massive fists down, pounding on Sulli's body

Sullivan Atlas curls into a tight ball to cover her head with a sudden shriek of terror.

[Party] Jaroth: Vag: what..? whaaaat? the fish is catch of the day,...!"

[Say] Jaroth: Lassias! goddammit I need him still!"

Sullivan Atlas apparently is sent into panic shutdown mode WAY easier by the orc's fists than Jaroth's blade.

Jaroth | Lassias mutters, curses and tries to shift an enchantment.. which doesnt work.. unsurprisingly

[Say] Jaroth: Fuck this!

Jaroth goes for it and stabs the massive orc in the kidney, making it sretch back and howl in pain

[Party] Navia: Navia is off looking for a door, a hatch on the floor, or any other exits that seem like they lead to a basement!

[Party] Jaroth: there is a common lookin trap door at the stairs of the room we are in. if she looks around the back of the bar enough im sure she will find ther subtle pass

[Tell] To [Navia]: ((Navia just heard a woman shrieking in terror/pain and then a big male voice howling in pain, coming from somewhere below/nearby, though muffled from the thick stone walls))

[Party] Navia: She takes the pass, not wanting to waste any time while the staff was distracted.

Jaroth pulls his blade close to his hip, it is a vicious cut, and his physcial strenngth and levverage is evident, soon he has turned around, slashing his blade off the orc's body. Sik is badly wounded, whimpering and bleeding out, Jaroth shows no signs of worry at the hin's repeated protests

Sullivan Atlas stays in ball form on the floor.

[Say] Jaroth: such a shame...

[Say] Jaroth: now.. where were we...!

[Say] Jaroth: oh right?"

[Say] Jaroth: Atlas...?"

[Say] Jaroth: atlas!"

Sullivan Atlas doesn't respond at first, then peers up fearfully.

[Say] Navia: "Oh, I- um."

[Say] Jaroth: ahh thank gods youre still conscious... so.. do we made ourselves clear...?"

Sullivan Atlas is curled in a ball on the floor and shivering in terror. There's also a slashed-up dead orc lying between Jaroth and the staircase, an old male hin mage standing on a box, and Ald.

Jaroth | Ald seems to be the only one to notice Navia, he flattens his back against the wall, gasping*

Sullivan Atlas nods shakily.

[Say] Jaroth: ald is this boy, he looks unwilling, but beaten enough into submission to obey, and yet still fearful to try to stay out of the way*

[Say] Navia: "J-Jaroth?  Um."

Sullivan Atlas thanks to no-magic, doesn't have the transmutation active, and appears female. And also pretty bruised right now, with some blood on... her?

[Party] Navia: There are no immediately noticeable effects on Navia due to the no-magic thing.

[Say] Jaroth: Sullivan.. Atlas! *seems to notice the strange voice* "aww bloody hells..."

[Party] Jaroth: okok

[Say] Jaroth: hello! ... whoever you are.. seems he wasnt bluffiing after all

[Say] Navia: "You don't-don't remember me.  I-I guess, um, that's okay.  Please, um, return Master Atlas to me."

Navia peers over the person Jaroth had called 'Sullivan Atlas'.  Not a person she recognized, but fucking magic, yo.  Shit gets weird sometimes.

[Party] Jaroth: a massive orc gives off his lasts breaths lying between Jaroth and navia, face down on the floor

[Say] Jaroth: mh

[Say] Jaroth: oh! I got it!

[Say] Jaroth: ha!

[Say] Jaroth: the irony of this!

[Say] Jaroth: I really really wanted to hire you.. general help, cooking! right?"

[Say] Navia: "U-um, yes, uh, that was me.  P-please don't make me use force."

Jaroth smirks and waves his hands around, seeming to find some hidden joke, his pact blade clutched on his right hand

[Say] Jaroth: force! you!

[Party] Sullivan Atlas: a blade that has blood on it too!

Jaroth points the blade to the dying orc "that was force!"

[Party] Sullivan Atlas: there's also a plain steel dagger, with blood on it, somewhere on the floor

Navia glances to the orc.  Not that she hadn't noticed it before, but her focus was on her objective.  "I-I just want to see Master Sullivan to safety.  No one else need be hurt."

Jaroth grins jagged teeth and puts the blade up, he has a quite professional guard, even if his pact blade is useless, still carries a good edge

[Say] Jaroth: you know! I actually was about to let him go! but ohhh this keeps getting better and better!"

Sullivan Atlas eyes the dead orc, and then eyes the fallen dagger...

Jaroth starts, actually stepping backwards, away from Navia...

Sullivan Atlas very, very slowly uncurls, reaching toward the dagger while keeping terrified eyes up at Jaroth.

Navia had actually come without any immediately visible weapons.  She adots a low posture, ready to defend herself from any attacks, and slides toward Jaroth.  "Can we talk about this, Master Jaroth?"

Jaroth 's tail suddenly swants all over Sulli's face, he looks over his shoulder "what you thought Id give my back on you just like that? you think Im stupid?"

Sullivan Atlas flinches back, covering her head again.

Jaroth takes a moment jsut to retrieve Sulli's dagger, unlesss he really resisted he would prod it from him

Sullivan Atlas didn't even manage to take hold of it. It's still on the floor.

Jaroth 's tail aslo starts curling around Sulli's neck

Navia scrambles to unsheathe a half-length dagger from her lower back - a weapon less a dagger and more a long knife.  She uses the moment Jaroth had his back turned to step around the corpse of the orc.

Navia grits her teeth.

Jaroth seems like his still busy retrieving Sulli's dagger, the hin Lassias, the mage shouts out a warning, but does nothing to intervene

Sullivan Atlas flails to try to protect her throat instead, clawing at the tail to pry it off.

Jaroth seems to take more than a moment to enjoy having Sulli squeezed in his strong tail

Navia rushes forward, not immediately using her weapon but instead ducking down, chargin at Jaroth's back with her shoulder lowered in an attempt to check him against the wall.

[Say] Jaroth: what was that..? cant hear you... I cant. agh!

Jaroth stumbles forth agains Sulli, his knees trampling the seer and stumbling against a wall

Sullivan Atlas tries to scramble away from this half-crushed, still-kinda-strangled position.

Navia would then try to drive the dagger into Jaroth's side once she had him pushed to the wall.

Jaroth cries out in pain and  rage "gagghhh! fucking bitch!

Jaroth | the stab makes his tail loosen from Sulli's neck

Navia was a lot more successful than she expected to be!  Woot!  She had no intentions of letting up now, though, and rather than cleanly pull the blade out from where she had pushed it in, twists  the weapon and tries to pull it out to the side, slicing through whatever she could on the way out.

Sullivan Atlas scrambles away at last! A half-crawl stumble-run motion. He runs right into the crate and whips around to keep Jaroth in sight instantly, looking too panicked to do more.

[Say] Jaroth: aghhh! mother fucking! aghhheeeqahhghh!"* he tries to reach back to the blade twisting on his side

Jaroth | Lassias Instinctivelly tries to cast aspell, but no- magic is in effect in this room! Ald smiles to himself

[Say] Sullivan Atlas: "R- run! Run just go!"

Navia pulls the dagger free and stumbles back.  With her free hand, she grabs for Sullivan's shirt, trying to pull the seer with her.

Jaroth turns around and stunbles agaisnt the wall, leaving a red mark against it "gggghhhdammit Atlas! Ill still be watching you!"

Jaroth sits by Navia.

Sullivan Atlas twitches in a combination of both flinching away from the hand flying out, -and- grabbing for that hand's wrist at the same time.

[Say] Jaroth: youll never be safe from me you hear?! never!

Navia grips it and pulls with both the meager strength of her arm and the meager weight of her body, trying to pull the woman to her feet.

Navia does this as a single, fluid motion in sync with her stumbling away, btw.

Sullivan Atlas doesn't have the wits for a one-liner retort. She just moves to run for the door as fast as possible.

Jaroth lassias the hin stands in the wway of the stairs

Navia drops her dagger and trades it for Ald's shirt, grabbing him with her other hand dragging him and Sullivan to the stairs, only to be stopped by Lassias...  She comes to a stop with the seer and  kid in each hand, and speaks, "Please, move."

[Party] Jaroth: Ald tries to protest one last time, making one attempt to resist "no you dont understand!"

Navia drops her grip on the kid's shirt, averting her gaze from the gnome just long enough to speak to Ald, "I don't.  This is your choice, come or don't."

Jaroth | ald "I want to but.. but..!" seems to hesitant to give a clear response

Jaroth | Lassias makes one attemnpt to pounce on Navia or rather her neck

Navia winces and looks back to Sullivan.  She reaches once more for Lassias, but is interrupted by the gnome's pounce.  She releases Sullivan's hand and tumbles backward, unbalanced by the sudden force of the attack.

Sullivan Atlas || Meanwhile, a... snake??? suddenly seems to appear just inside the doorway to the basement. Or rather, a snake slithers in, and stops being invisible!

Jaroth | Lassias gives a furous pound of fists as he tumbles down with Navia, his hits arent too strong though, being the old man that he is

Sullivan Atlas || The snake turns right back around and leaves again.

Navia does her best to guard herself from the strikes with her arms as they tumble to the ground.  Her best defense is to roll to the side, trying to throw the old hin free from her.

Jaroth 's voice still roars in anger through the halls "Ill know Atlas..! Ill know!"

Jaroth | lassias isnt too difficult to get rid of, again as old as he is

Sullivan Atlas jumps aside as the hin jumps at Navia, then reaches out to try to help wrestle Lassias off her!

Navia scrambles back to her feet once free.  "Master Atlas, please, let's go!"

Sullivan Atlas isn't very strong either but hopefully two weaks overpower another weak.

Jaroth keeps mumbling, manic " a seer! soch a good opportunity to miss! owww. my back!"

Sullivan Atlas nods and runs for the exit agian!

Navia isn't far behind.  She pauses, though, looking back to Ald.  "Next time."

[Party] Jaroth: *by the time they reach the Deadh Fish Tavern, they find Vag droning over another client...: grilled soup, baked fish.. grilled fish..."

Sullivan Atlas as soon as they leave the basement, the ring reactivates and Sullivan shoops back to being his usual male self.

Navia does her best not to be phased by that.  Crisis of life or death and all.

Jaroth is clutching his side, breathing heavily, Vag looks moe worried about the stained floor

[Say] Jaroth: Atlas...!"

Jaroth breathes heavily "regardless of what happens.. dont tell Evi.."

[Say] Navia: "I don't think you're in a good position to be asking for favors, Master Jaroth."

[Say] Jaroth: just... dont.."

Sullivan Atlas just... makes a break for the door.

Jaroth gives no sign to stop them

Jaroth is rather stumbling to the floor actually

Navia does what she can to keep herself between Sullivan and Jaroth, and follows Sullivan.

Sullivan Atlas is the heck outta there!