"Under the Red Sky" IC Pathfinder E6

[Saidoro]

"After you."
Kona gestured vaguely outwards, indicating the halfling to lead the way.

[Johnny_Blades]

The halfling leads the way to the bar, pausing every couple of steps to let the larger folk maneuver around the torsos she so rarely needed to contend with. She scrambles up an open stool at the bar and orders a round for herself and her friends, motioning for the party behind her to pay for the fare.

"This is a pretty rowdy place, and I've been to more pubs than I can count. It must take alot of work and talent to keep things running smoothly, how do you manage it?" Demi asks the bartender, trying to strike up a rapport and encouraging the others to jump in as well.

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Attempting to improve the bartenders mood towards the group, and actively trying to get them to assist in the effort.

Managed a roll of 18 for myself, not sure how many of the party will pitch in yet though.

[Stormageddon]

The bartender brings you some drinks.

"5 copper. The truth be told this place pays for itself. These people come here to relax. They have a good time and tip well.... And we keep 2 mean bouncers in the back just in case someone steps over the line."

[Saidoro]

"It's a fine place," Kona agrees, handing over the coppers. "We were told we might find Ned Sagur here, but find him or no it will have been worth the trip."

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Aid another, I guess?
Diplomacy:(1d20+4)[17]

[White_Drake]

Caelain takes his drink and hands over the money in silence while looking intently at the newcomer, sizing her up.

[Stormageddon]

"Oh lass, I best recommend that you stay away from that one. He's a shady one, but it's your funeral. If you're looking for him he is right over there surrounded by his grunts."

He points to the ugly man that is surround by a gang of ugly if uglier than himself.

[Johnny_Blades]

Demi can't help but state the obvious. "Wow... that's alot of ugly. So, now that you know who he is, what next?"

[Saidoro]

"Convenient. Thank you." Kona turns away from the bartender, holding her drink close. "Try the direct approach, I suppose."

Kona makes her way through the press of the crowd, directly approaching Ned's crew.

[Stormageddon]

"Hey now look what we got here!" One of Ned's more ugly henchman shoots at your approach. "You've comes to party with us?" Says another in a voice that screams HEY LOOK I'M STUPID.

[Saidoro]

Destructive urges flashed through Kona's mind, remembering the inept guards who had cared more about their amusements than reports of death. Still, these fools were unassociated with that, and Maechus had demonstrated a far more effective technique than burning them where they stood.
"With you?" Kona draws close to the lackey, one hand on the front of his shirt, the other holding her drink to the side. "Not tonight." With a hissing sound and the smell of smoke, Kona sidesteps around the thug, pushing against him slightly through the flash of heat and revealing a hand shaped hole in his tunic, the edges singed black. "Fine as they are apart, ash and ale mix poorly." The girl took a draw of her drink as she pulled around a chair next to Ned's.
"You're Ned Sagur, yes? What can you tell me about Push?"

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Intimidate on the thug, flame jet as a touch attack on his shirt:(1d20+9)[17]

[Stormageddon]

The thug face turns ashen as he looks down at the newly made hole.

"Owww what the..."

Ned speaks up looking amused at the abuse done to his thug.

"A woman who gets right to the point, I like that. However, I don't know you, and I don't like that."

[Saidoro]

"I'm Kona. And I'm from out of town, which is likely why you don't know me. So now you know, would you care to return the favor?"

[Stormageddon]

He seems amused by your story.

"The names Ned. Girl, New to the city, comes to old Ned looking for Push. Seems an unlikely story. And what makes you think that I know anything about it love?

[Saidoro]

"You've said yourself that you don't like being in the dark, you're well situated to observe all that goes on in one of the city's more disreputable taverns, most of the patrons, many of whom would have poor judgement even if they weren't drunk, are giving you a wide berth save for these few gentlemen who I assume you do not keep about for their wit and candor and even the barkeep seems wary of you. Regardless of where I first heard the rumor it's fairly clear that even if you don't know anything yourself you may know someone who does."

[Stormageddon]

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[Stormageddon]

"Hmmmm what is it you wish to know from old Ned little girl?"

[Saidoro]

Kona doesn't pause to consider, she doesn't know where this man stands on the drug so she slants her questions towards the ambiguous.
"I'd like to know a bit more about what it does, I've heard rumors and interesting ones at that but nothing concrete. And I'd like to know where to get it."

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[Stormageddon]

"It wakes you up! That's what it does. It makes all your problems seem like nothing. One hit and you'll be flying high! I might know a guy that could get you some."


He looks at you expectantly.

[Saidoro]

Kona decides to take a risk, hoping that the others would follow along if needed.
"I'd love to meet him. When and where?"

[Stormageddon]

"I'll tell you what if you're serious. Met me behind the inn in one hour. I'll bring you to him"

[Saidoro]

"I am and I'll be there."
Kona rose and slowly made her way back to the bar, eager to not seem eager. She took another draw of her drink and then informed the others of how the conversation had gone.

[Stormageddon]

A hour goes by and you go to meet your drug contact outside of the building as you were told.

You find him out back with a gang of 6 men.

"... What's with your friends? I didn't know this was going to be a group affair?"