Chapter 3 - The Missing Delegation

With a soft pop, Xestras appears ten feet in front of the last reaver and shrieks a horrid supersonic sound.

Using the Quasit's "Scare" ability. DC10 Wis save or be frightened for 1 minute.
18/21 HP | 13 AC | Darkvision 60’
Spell Slots: 0/2 | Spell Level: 2

[ +- ] Xestras - Quasit - AC 13 | 7/7 HP | Scare 0/1

Speed 40 feet (Fly 40 as bat, climb 40 as centipede, swim 40 as toad)
Advantage on saving throws against spells and magical effects
Claw/Bite: 1d20+4, 1d4+3 piercing, DC10 CON or 2d4 Poison Damage
Scare (1/day): DC10 WIS or be frightened for 1 minute. 1 target w/in 20 feet.
Invisibility: Magically turn invisible until attacking, Scaring, or concentration ends.

He's not 'frightened' at least not of the Xestras.

Sorgrimm eyes the remaining Reaver and says, "Lay down yer weapons boy. Too many graves already need to be dug this day. No need to add your’s to the list."

The reaver backs down, dropping his sword, raising his hands defensively. "I hear you."

COMBAT IS OVER.

Berci approaching his edge, crushes the skull of one of the dead reavers with his maul. He stops. You! he shouts pointing his maul Your name is Sorgrimm? One of the cult-breakers! Are you all the cult-breakers? motioning to the rest What luck. he thinks as he looks upon himself seeing the blood of his enemies. He takes a piece of linen from his belt and begins to wipe his green tinted leathers and painted armor clean ever more frantically. He takes a handful of leaves off a fresh branch coming out of his bag and presses them to his face inhaling slow and deep.

Araaz approaches Berci and lightly punches him in the shoulder. Leaning forward slightly he asks, "Nicely done. Are you well?" He then turns and approaching the party that was fighting the reavers he asks, "Is everyone ok? Who were these men? And who are you?"

Berci flinches hard at the punch, but sees Araaz. I am-am well. The leaves, they help. Tha-thank you.

My name is Felicia, and this little rascal is Xestras. He is a valorous companion and is not to be bothered. Felicia says happily, brushing her hair back over one ear as she tucks her crystal back under her shirt. What are we going to do with you, huh? she says, staring down the reaver with a sickly sweet smile on her face.

Upon the keelboat, you see a fat water genasi come up onto the deck. He appraises you amidst the remnants of your bloody work. Behind him, you can see a chain barring the keelboat's way from the dock to the open river. A range of emotions wash over his face. His lips move as if he is going to call out to you, but they close, pursing, as he reconsiders.

Yillia, still in position from combat, jutts her head out of her partial cover and greets the newcomers with a nod. "Yillia, we can exchange pleasantries later" She emerges and trains her sights on the genasi.
Over here, the fight has been won. We just have questions.

Berci breathes deep one last time and pockets his leaves. He takes his maul in one hand letting the head rest on the ground. These are the people I seek Araaz, you’ve been sowing Shell flowers haven’t you? he turns to see the Ganasi and take in what he hears, I have my own questions, but we have interrupted something of importance. I will wait.

With a break in the action, Sorgrimm casts Cure Wounds upon himself and begins to walk towards the water genasi and the ship.


Sorgrimm Goblinbane

The fat genasi frowns, but then waves you over. "Come on, then, closer so I don't have to yell."

Roll Insight if you want.

Assuming that you do come over, he sits on the railing near the deck so you can talk easier.

Berci pulls his full attention to the genasi.

Araaz looks around to see if there are any more threats in the area, before joining Berci and the genasi. He will roll insight on the genasi. He keeps the other party in his vision so they can’t sneak up on him or Berci.

Araaz sees no other threats in the area. The genasi appears to be willing to talk.