On the prowl (Ithea)

[Merc]

"Now why'd you go and run?" Ithea asks with a whisper, making a tsk tsk sound. "You're going to draw that unwanted attention if you don't humor me, you realize."

If I let to of him and he starts running again, how hard would it be to herd him towards Rapture by playing cat and mouse? I can go faster still with haste boots and swift expeditious retreat spell.

[Anastasia]

He's fast, so pretty hard.

You do note you're getting a few looks from the people around you as suddenly...

> roll 1d20+15 touch AC, flatfooted unless uncanny dodge is in play
<Penuche> Space_Cat invokes Penuche's magic: < 22 > [d20=7]

Touch AC, Ithea?

[Merc]

I do in fact have Uncanny Dodge. Touch AC is 39.

[Anastasia]

But Ithea instinctively twists to the side, avoiding something. She isn't sure what, but from the feel of air moving against her, it was something fast.

[Merc]

"You sure you don't want to just talk? Seems to me you're just making me draw attention towards you. If these 'bad men' are hunting for you, wouldn't you rather try to make an ally?" Ithea asks.

Pausing briefly, she then adds, "Oh, how rude of me, haven't introduced myself, have I? I'm Ithea. Ithea of Aurora."

[Anastasia]

"It's none of your business," The voice hisses right back, more attention coming your way, "I beg of you, let me go!"

[Merc]

"I'm nosy," Ithea says. "Also, if -you're- the bad guy being chased and I just let you go, what would that say of me? Now, if you were to introduce yourself, give me a little more information, maybe I'd be more inclined?"

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+15 vs Ithea's SR
<Penuche> Space_Cat invokes Penuche's magic: < 25 > [d20=10]

That fails to beat your SR, Ithea. It was a 7th level spell, choose what you will as a benefit.

A surge of arcane power is the answer, but nothing happens as Ithea's resistance holds. "Y-you're just some person!" The man fights futilely against Ithea's grasp, "It's impossible for anything but a greater fiend to resist my magic! What are you?!"

[Merc]

Let's go with speed in case I have to chase him down again. So for 7th level: +35 ft speed.

"Just some person," Ithea replies cheekily. "A very -strong- person, mind you, but just a person."

"Now, I'm pretty sure we're drawing a fair amount of attention and you're not being quiet either, so at least I don't look crazy talking to thin air... but you seemed worried about someone or something, so how about you put a little trust in me being able to handle myself? We can probably get a little bit more privacy in Rapture if you'd like."

Is it wrong that I'm just a tad depressed that he hasn't heard of Aurora?

[Anastasia]

Can't win them all.

Make an intimidate check, Ithea.

[Merc]

Technically she's trying to be diplomatic, but I never claimed she was good at that. Unfortunately she's worse at intimidation. Someone roll a d20+4 for intimidate.

[Ebiris]

[17:42] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+4 Merc intimidate
[17:42] <Plushie_Ithea> Ebiris roll for Plushie_Ithea < 23 > [d20=19]

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d20+17
<Plushie_Ithea> Space_Cat roll for Plushie_Ithea < 30 > [d20=13]

"How about you fuck off?" The man snarls, raising his voice. You can hear the sheer fury, "I'm probably dead because of your damn nosiness!"

[Merc]

"Hrm...I did want to see if I could meet with Lady Sharess today, hut I'd hate to have a dead man on my conscience as much as I'd hate letting someone loose who might be trouble."

Ithea looks briefly pensive before opening a gate back to Aurora. "Well, tell you what. You can come with me to Aurora for a coversation where you don't have to watch over your shoulder and if you're a decent, if clearly irritable, person, then Aurora can lend you a hand with whatever is troubling you," she offers, gesturing to the formed gate. "Or we can wait for whatever you're afraid of, and I can figure out then if I'm fighting with you or against you based on what I see then."

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100+21
<Plushie_Ithea> Space_Cat roll for Plushie_Ithea < 110 > [d100=89]

Ithea opens the portal. The man starts to say something, but suddenly blinding golden light fills your vision. Ack!

Fortitude save, Ithea. Mr. Invisible too.