The assault on Salty Pier

[Nephrite]

"Do we have more guests?" Moore asks aloud. "We'll deal with it momentarily. Your answer." His gaze returns and settles on Davoud.

[Anastasia]

"You should surrender," Davoud calls back, "Our glorious Sultan, may he reign eternal in his mercy to his subjects, even now prepares a masterstroke that will bring you to justice!"

"Sounds like a no to me," Kaja hefts his weapons. Beware, the greater challenge is outside, as is your quarry.

"This is a distraction," Xandra declares, pointing at Davoud, "Petty little genies trying to stall us for time."

[Nephrite]

Moore lets out a breath. "You're right. What we want is outside." He takes a breath.

"We can't really afford to have anyone attacking us from behind though, can we?" He asks with a glance at Xandra, as if waiting for confirmation.

[Anastasia]

A nod from her, "Split up," she says tersely, blade in hand.

[Nephrite]

"Then I'll leave this in your hands, along with Kaja." Moore says with a grin.

"Cresiel, Jetina, come on, we're going back outside." Moore adds and goes to turn around.

[Anastasia]

Thus the three of you hurry out, the sounds of battle behind you, of curses and bloodshed.

"What are they planning?" Cresiel asks, plainly. "This was stalling for time. They likely have dealt with attacks before and have some manner of champion."

[Nephrite]

"It's probably a dragon or something stupid." Moore says as he goes back up towards the entrance they originally made. "I think we're as prepared and protected as we can be. My songs should linger long enough that we can deal with this."

[Anastasia]

As you fly up, there's another shaking and then another yet. "Whatever it is, it's big. Also, why a dragon?" Jetina asks.

[Nephrite]

"People always like to rely on dragons for this sort of thing." Moore says with a sigh. "Be ready for anything, regardless."

[Anastasia]

Gimme another Perception.

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 70!

[Anastasia]

Out! Out and free!

You fly up through the roof and you see it. A vast giant with beard and armor, taller than several Hannas. He holds an enormous club in hand and is looking in your direction, "Who dares attack this house under the protection of the Grand Sultan?" he booms.

[Nephrite]

"Ah, I should've guessed." Moore says.

He clears his throat to call out to the giant. "Moore, Duke of Songs of Celestia! I am here for Azam the Firebearded and have no quarry with you! If you stand in my way, know that the fury of Mount Celestia will be upon you!"

[Anastasia]

"Ah, a giant," Cresiel says, "This may be interesting."

There's more, too. Two more giants - one with an eyepatch and lighter armor, just oversized leathers. He carries a jagged, primitive looking knife still bigger than a normal man's greatsword. The other is wearing robes and colorful face paint, beard knotted up over and over, carrying a mace big enough to smash Hannas like flies.

"Oh ho, the little troublemakers is going to try and fight me!" The first giant laughs, "This is rich! Little pixie make a little puddle, at least your friends make a bigger puddle!"

[Nephrite]

Moore shakes his head. "You of all people should know not to underestimate people by their size. I'll be charitable and give you an opportunity to leave. If you choose to not take it, understand that the only puddle today will be of your own blood."

He's going for Intimidate again but I realize this may not work for obvious reasons.