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[My Name is Immaterial]

DAZE FOR DAYS

[PrivateNomad]

Do nothing.

[Tawa]

Quim does nothing.

_______
=+++++|
|D++++|
|+++++|
|+++++|
|DD++D| +
|+D+DD| +
|++++B+qge
|++D++|
|++D++|
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D (various colors): Dwarves (Red, Glittery, Blue, Tan have crossbows)
B: The Butcher
q: Quim (on ceiling above: Gaun)
g: GSFN
e: Elderen

Initiative
Gaun
Tan
Green Injured
The Butcher Unconscious
Quim
Elderen <-
Cyan
Brown
GSFN
Yellow
Violet Dazed
Red
Blue

[TD1]

Stop shouting, and instead politely ask my colleagues if they wouldn't mind moving into the room.

[Tawa]

Elderen politely requests that you all spread out.

Cyan motions for his colleagues to stop and subsequently asks you all a question in the accent in which the nobles speak.

"We will ask you one more time: if you surrender, we won't kill you all. If you don't, one of you loses your heads here and now."


_______
=+++++|
|D++++|
|+++++|
|+++++|
|DD++D| +
|+D++D| +
|++++BDqge
|++D++|
|++D++|
_______


D (various colors): Dwarves (Red, Glittery, Blue, Tan have crossbows)
B: The Butcher
q: Quim (on ceiling above: Gaun)
g: GSFN
e: Elderen

Initiative
Gaun
Tan
Green Injured
The Butcher Unconscious
Quim
Elderen
Cyan
Brown
GSFN <- (Do you still want to do that)
Yellow
Violet Dazed
Red
Blue

[My Name is Immaterial]

"Ehehehehehehehehehe-yes, surrender sounds delightful."
Gently put down the crossbow, and clearly demonstrate that I do not have a weapon in my hands.

[Tawa]

"Good! Now 'eh rest o' yeh!"

[Flying Dice]

"Conditions?" Gaun whispers.

[Tawa]

"Conditions? 'e have a few crossbows aimed at the lot o' yeh and an axeman poised to cut your beefy friend here's 'ead off. Surrender, an' fer yeh 'n elfy 'ere, don't attack with tha' witchcraft ye've been throwin' aroun', an' 'e'll ransom yeh off instead o' killin' yeh and sellin' yer possessions off ter... unscrupulous buyers."

[My Name is Immaterial]

"Ah! Come now! You'd making a huge mistake killing us! Look at this one here," he says, while poking the downed Butcher with his foot, "With his muscles and his blades! He's the stance of an arena fighter! Don't tell me you can' find a decent slave trader! As for the rest of us; imagine having casters that you don't need to pay!"

[Flying Dice]

"...You expect that someone cares enough to ransom us? For any price which would exceed the cost of feeding us? How naive," Gaun tittered from her perch on the ceiling.

She stopped briefly before speaking again, her voice harder, "From where I am hanging, the situation appears rather different. I am no quivering academic; I can keep this up for days, and I will never run out of energy. If need be I could stalk you through this fortress until the last of you died. Little fool, I alone could kill most of you given time, and we are still nearly your equal in number. That side of beef on the floor is fetching, certainly; we could raise the funds to have him raised, if need be. You, though? If you kill him, there won't be enough left of you for a cleric to collect."

Gaun gathered herself, eyes flashing like sapphires in the flickering light, "So then, dwarf, I propose something else. We both have wounded to tend to. We will withdraw, and you will not hinder us, and that will be the end of this matter."

Roll Bluff.

[Tawa]

"Ah! Come now! You'd making a huge mistake killing us! Look at this one here," he says, while poking the downed Butcher with his foot, "With his muscles and his blades! He's the stance of an arena fighter! Don't tell me you can' find a decent slave trader! As for the rest of us; imagine having casters that you don't need to pay!"

[Diplomacy: 19+7]
"Yeh... have a point."

"...You expect that someone cares enough to ransom us? For any price which would exceed the cost of feeding us? How naive," Gaun tittered from her perch on the ceiling.

She stopped briefly before speaking again, her voice harder, "From where I am hanging, the situation appears rather different. I am no quivering academic; I can keep this up for days, and I will never run out of energy. If need be I could stalk you through this fortress until the last of you died. Little fool, I alone could kill most of you given time, and we are still nearly your equal in number. That side of beef on the floor is fetching, certainly; we could raise the funds to have him raised, if need be. You, though? If you kill him, there won't be enough left of you for a cleric to collect."

Gaun gathered herself, eyes flashing like sapphires in the flickering light, "So then, dwarf, I propose something else. We both have wounded to tend to. We will withdraw, and you will not hinder us, and that will be the end of this matter."

Roll Bluff.

[8+6=14] VS [11+1=12] [Gaun wins]
"Yeh... yeh have a point too..."

Cyan gulps, raising his shield slightly toward Gaun in a rather pathetic attempt to ward off any eldritch blasting, and motions for the lackey holding an axe over The Butcher's throat to back off.

[My Name is Immaterial]

"Have a nice one! We'll be back in a week from Tuesday!"
Grab the Butcher by his ankles and drag him out of there.

[Nerjin]

Get dragged.

[TD1]

Assist in dragging if needed.