Gameplay - Dangerous Prisoner Redux

well if you dont mind i would rather have the manacles on, he is a slippery one, and if he is "selling baby's" to orcs,i would feel at ease when he is in the cell...THEN i will release him

Ranor looks at Rybia and gives him the look to not let go of the manacles, and then goes downstairs to the jail cells

Rybia lowers his head, averting from Ranor's gaze, nodding in acknowledgement that he knows better then to let go. Rybia nudges Gilchan forward by the wrist, leading him downstairs to the second last cell on the right. Upon reaching it, Rybia will unlock one of the two manacles on Rybia's wrist and locks it onto one of the cell bars. Doing the same for the other three, after making sure they are secured, he closes the cell door then sees if the cell door is locked, holding it closed if it isn't.

Ranor follows Rybia down to the cells, "lets get this job done."

Ranor is intrested in Rybia he acts very unerving and carefull around people. He is reminded of himself when he was younger, maybe he can find peace at the order.

"Rybia ,when this is over i want to talk to you"

I would like to inspect the cell prior to putting him in the cell as well as the cells next to his.

Zee will take a look at the prisoner and see if he looks like he's up to anything.

He'll also take off the manacle attached to his arm and connect it to a bar of the cell.

As on the road Holnir moves ahead of Rybia and the prisoner as they move him down into the cells in case of any nasty surprises, he takes particular note of the occupants of the other cells

You enter the jail, and pass a check point where another guard unlocks a set of doors for you. You then pass into the jail proper, past a row of cells, most of which have a few prisoners, totalling about 16 in all.

Feng thoroughly examines the cell, which has an open door. The cell itself is empty and structurally sound. The locks use an Arcane Lock setup - typically the locks are virtually unpickable by even skilled rogues, yet open easily to someone who was attuned and present at the time the magic was laid down. Once the celldoor closes, only an attuned guard could open them again.

The very last cell (at the end) has a man chained to the wall, covered in scabs and blood. His wild eyed gaze doesn't focus on anything but under his breath you can hear a mad gibbering.

Zee notes that Gilchan Abidal is tense, even as he is manacled to the cell walls, but you're uncertain as to why.

As the celldoor clicks shut, the madman at the end screams horrifically.

---

Please roll initiative.

Ranor is talking with Rybia, as soo as he hears the scream he tightens his grip on his quarterstaff, and is looking around were the scream came from.

"What is going on! Protect the prisoner,our job isnt done yet till the warden says so.

Holnir spins round at the sound of the screaming, a few choice dwarven curse words slipping from his lips as he readies his handaxes

Zee adjusts his shield and warhammer as he turns toward the screaming.

A huge smile comes over Feng's face and the tips of his fingers begin to look a bit frosty as he reaches for his warhammer
Looks like things are about to get interesting

It is always something. Rybia thinks to himself with an unseen smile.

The cell door closes, and it clicks shut, clearing locking. Gilchan looks at you, then at the madman, and yells "Now, Kliathe!"

The madman leans his chest toward his chained left arm, which reaches, fingers digging into his own flesh, and he yanks. A gobbet of chest flesh peels away, revealing a shiny object within. A flash of blood magic occurs, and suddenly, every prisoner in the jail looks identically like a guard you haven't seen. They reach out quickly and push the doors, which all open! They crowd into the hallway and reach for you and your weapons.

---

Below, I'll roll for initiative for two groups, which will become apparent later. I'll post initiative order after that. The spell casters can make an Arcana (Spellcraft) check as a free action on their turns to identify what happened, if they wish.

"By the hairy balls of Oldgar" shouts Holnir clearly shaken by the turn of events.

His arms whip back and he sends both axes flying towards the figure who cast the spell, hoping to break the enchantment before he gets lost in the mob, pulling a warhammers from his belf before the axes have even finished their journey.