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Pageflap gives a nod and a thumbs up, always willing to gather more information. He scarfs down the rest of his food and gives a chirp to his familiar, which responds by running into his sleeve, hidden from sight. "I'm game to continue forth," he repeats.

Then let us interview some ruffians! Perhaps if someone were to question Redbeard, I could better study his mannerisms. I believe I have his voice well enough, but I have only seen him in battle and not how he conducts himself otherwise.

He's a salty one, he is, Kit mutters under his breath, taking careful note of the mannerisms, dress, and faces of both bandits.

Ah, pretty straight to the point. Whether we like it or not we're in the thick of it now. Let's see what you got, and once we're done I'll personally speak with the Sheriff to make sure your fate is no longer one of bars and chains. For ones like us a life of captivity is no life at all.
Barendd hoped that the bandits would pick up that he and they are both from similar stock as far as the law is concerned, though he's also sure to not say something that promises on something he can't deliver upon.
As far as the mask is concerned, all of our party is too handsome to have need for such an accessory. I don't see it as something we need to hold onto.
Barendd again is careful to intimate that the bandits will get what they want without specifically saying it. Among criminals promises are laws that are respected, honor among thieves and all that. He's not sure these particular bandits we're savvy enough to pick up on his subtleties, but he was sure that they'd know the words he spoke were true, as they came from.one criminal to another.

Pageflap pays attention to both bandits, waiting for their attention to be fully focused on Barennd. Squirming in place as subtly as he can, he has the weasel exit his clothing through his leg once both their gazes are on him and then run and hide behind some furniture.

The weasel sneaks towards the piece of furniture Pageflap was standing nearest to.

Oh! says Kit in surprise. Yes, well, that sounds delightful! He moves toward the jail cell door as he says to his companions, This went better than we could have anticipated! He lowers his voice in a conspiritorial tone, though he is still quite audible to everyone. Frankly, I think we could use the help. Turning back to Red Beard he says, Don't worry, I'll have you and Mr. Skeeze, is it? I'll have you and Mr. Skeeze out of there in two shakes.

"Now hold it right there, my friend." Torden says evenly, his hand on Kit's arm. "Releasing them isn't our decision to make. We should talk to the sheriff. And that's assuming this is what we want to do. I don't trust that one's word any more than I relish a knife in the back."

I have no worry in letting these two loose, between us we can easily restrain them. Iman nods at Barendd, silently agreeing with his methods.
But why so easily swayed on betrayal? I guess that’s the bandit way then huh? Can’t say I blame ya. Tell us what you know about the lonely torch and what we should expect on the way there. Iman Says to Red Beard.

Torden lets go Kit's arm. "I'll drink at your pub and raise a toast to your health if you'll keep your word."

Having been silent for most of the interrogation, Pageflap interrupts with a "Caw!" He holds up his hand in a wait gesture. He walks towards the door, speaking in Barennd's voice, "Well, this plan seems to be coming together. How do we proceed?" He then motions for everyone, including the sheriff, to follow him outside of the room, communicating that they should come to a decision without Red Beard trying to further manipulated the outcome. The rest should be debated between themselves.

And with everyone outside the room, the bandits may let something slip within range of the weasel's ears.