Fireball

Jodelle tries to focus, but it is difficult with the Turami boy doing math around her. She can't really put one of her five fingers on it, but she is quite sure he did something wrong... but still... he has an interesting point.

A string-less puppet that look liked a man, created an explosion that burned some halflings alive.
For what? Treasure? Did these halflings carry anything of value?

Pretending to help Patience checking pulses, she is actually checking the halflings for anything that might be the cause of this carnage. Of course, she tries to be subtle about it. Not to cause panic in the streets.

"We really should get an Investigation permit, that way we can just make everyone leave..."

Vincent approaches the Guards "I believe with almost certianty that this explosion was intended for me, the other possibility I would like to point out though because you cannot belive something with 99 percent certianty and not deal with that extra 1 percent is the possibility that the Explosionieer was attempting to access one of the buildings along this street, do are any of these buildings by chance high profile?"

"have you ever heard of reverence? or even respect? Vincent mutters in Halflling turning away and writing notes rapidly prehaps this is the work of those looking to keep people complacent and the investigation will intentionally results in nothing, slowly pretending to have listened to the words of the gaurds Vincent looks about at the buildings trying to determine from which direction the explosion may have come from.

"A metal man..." Patience hums. "I'll keep my word and pretend I saw nothing.. but you be careful youngin' - The owner of that trinket might come back to put you in cuffs. Patience sighed. Too many kids getting mixed up in this sort of thing at such a young age.

"If we get an opportunity, we should check up on the roof. See what that man was trying to aim for, or if he left anything up there" He turns to the group.

"Yes, to the rooftop," Fynn says, still with a hint of sadness in their voice. They scribble something down hastily, having actually brought a pen and parchment this time. "There will be no joy in writing this story," they mutter to themself.

Seeing the others climbing up Vincent aproaches a wall and begins climbing.

Climbing? Jodelle sighed. That was not much her thing... still... looking at the rooftop...

She goes straight for Civilar Stellpence.

"A few quiestions of the Wazoo, ma'am? Have you found any suspects yet? Can you confirm the rumours of the lycantrophe squad being on the case? Surely those werewolfwatchwomen can sniff out anything suspicious, no?"

She tries to keep the guard distracted, to that her collegues can go whatever they need to do.

Patience tries to climb after the others but falls on his rump!

"Ah.. Perhaps one of you smart folk could calculate it from the ground with some Tri.. triognomatry?"

Who is that gnome? Vincent wonders and then suddenly looks hey maybe he looked like me I can't truly tell from this distance... No he's a gnome I can tell that much after all he is obviously not a halflling he barely even looks like one if the gaurds we're his then they wouldn't have mistaken that gnome for him, maybe he's a Lord of Waterdeep that's who everyone always wants.to kill... Vincent quickly slides down the gutter.

"Educate me on the Significance of that gnome in Political or Economical Circles." he say to the others looking over at Jodelle and sighing "schmoozing the wardens is ineffective."