Gameplay 3 - Demonic Petitioner

The cudgel quivers in her hand but she resists the command. She attempts to whack Jhishma but the patrol soldiers step between you, partially blocking her efforts.

The patrol moves to quiet things down, but the bar patrons seem to be enraged. They begin yelling, and run up to you all, surrounding the patrol as well.

The bar patrons made full moves and so won't attack this round. Each of you who isn't a dragonborn may now attack. Consider there are at least 2 who have moved up in front of each of you, and more coming.

Does Owen want to roll Intimate Intimidate then?

The party takes up defensive positions, and the patrol intervenes to try and intimidate the would be battlers from starting something.

The patrons, spoiling for a fight, grumble at the odds arrayed against them, and turn back inside. The door closes behind them. The bar matron is shocked by this betrayal, and begins to laugh. A deep side-splitting laugh. Literally, her sides split and her clothes tear, as with each guffaw she grows several inches.

She stands before you, revealed to be a 12 foot tall giant demonoid, and as the patrol turns to face her, she waves her hand and they slumber to the ground, unconscious.

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The demon before you is size large, and inexplicably is wielding a polearm (you'd swear the bar matron didn't have one of those). She has cast plot sleep which is an unbearably powerful GM intervention spell, where the patrol has been removed from the field of play.

As she has acted, you are all up again. She looks formidable /wink /wink /nudge /nudge.