Game: We're Still not Quite Dead Yet

The pit fiend nods in acknowledgement but dosen't bother to respond. It is unlikely Erezagous recognizes you since you do not fall under the command of the six district rulers. (Your highest up superior in Sigil is the ambasador to Dis) The pit fiend gestures that the hamatula who looks to be in charge of security and seems to be communicating telepathicly with him. When he is finished, he looks around the room, taking stock of everyone in it.

"Everyone who doesn't work here will leave. We are now closed for obvious reasons, and I suggest youreturn home," says the hamatula that had just spoken to Erezagous.

Min seems to have a quick telepathic exchange with the pit fiend. She then sets about placing several black onyx gems in the mouths of severeal of the enemies. Quickly, she finishes casting the spell and exitswith all her minions , nodding in thanks to the pit fiend. (she now has six zombies in addition to her skeletons) She also puts annother body into a bag of holding stored inside her robe. Min stands next to Canzon, also expecting to talk)

Trift won't be to thrilled to carry holy weapons, each enemy seems to have standardized magical gear, a cloak, a sword, and a mithril suit of chainmail. They don't seem to have much else worth taking. (Trift picks up 3 longswords, 5 cloaks and a suit of chainmail before he starts getting nasty looks from the pit fiend and security staff.

Min is disarming her zombies and carefully putting the weapons away in her bag. She touches the swords only using the sleeves of her robe.

I will enjoy cursing these and making a profit of it too. she says telepathicaly to Canzon and Penance if he is also outside.

The people you've made the suggestion seem to have escaped, you gould gather information at a later time to see where they went off to if they left on foot.

"How to make a ghastly boil grow on your neck," she says, smiling dryly.

OOC: for what it's worth, the robe is large and shapeless, all you can see of Min's legs are the bottom of her boots. (They're hobnailed and look like they'd hurt a lot

(OOC: edit, adition to speed things along a little)
Before this quarreling can progress any further, an old tiefling man wearing muted reds and blues aproaches the group (I'll asume Bruce is there):
"If you will exuse my interruption, cutters, I'd like to speak with the five of you somewhere a little quieter," he says in infernal, gesturing to the remaining patrons willing around outside the bar. It is important, and don't worry, I'm not foolish enough to try to take your jink.
(I'll make everyone's sense motive checks.)

Canzon (nat. 20, modified 37)

You sense that this tiefling is completely un bothered by approaching such visibly powerful people. You also notice that his manner of speaking seems more like that of a devil of some rank than a mortal's.

Min (16+?)
OOC: DM's reference only

Penance(15+12)

You also notice the mrotal's aura confidence and sense that he is being truthful in his statements.

Drum (16+5)

The tiefling seems truthful, but you aren't toataly certain.

Bruce (13+8 )

The tiefling seems truthful, but you aren't toataly certain.

"There," the tiefling says, pointing to an alley accross the street, "But if you're feeling a little paranoid and suspect me of setting up an ambush, we can got to whichever alley you choose."

"I think I'll take you up on that offer," says Min "I quite like that alley," she says pointing to a bright alley between annother pub and a series of well-lit apartments."

She speaks a whispered word and a bird about the size of an eagle appears perched on her wrist. It is bluish-grey with extremely thin yelllow eye and long black, sawtoothed beak and long legs. (It looks like a seabird). With annother whisper, she sends the bird off in the direction of the alley.

All:
OOC: forgot to mention this in your sense motive checks.

the tiefling does not look at all drunk though alchohol could definitely explain his strange decision.

Penance:

Spot:
The tiefling's clothes are made of very fine cloth. You see no immediately visible weapons or amor, though his shirt and pants are baggy and could probably conceal a small weapon.

Search:
You see the bulge of a dagger in one sleeve and a small metal rod-probably a wand-protrudes from his right boot. There are also several pouches inside his cloak.

When Min's familiar (again, you assume) returns, she gives extremely detaialed instructions to her familiar. The bird seems to nod it's head in acknowledgement and then says "Come," in infenal to Min's undead. The bird takes flight again, with the skeletons and and zombies following it's path. The undead stop at the alley and march in a line up and down the alley once. When this is done Min's familiar returns again.

"After you," she says to the tiefling and gestures with her hand. She follows at a respectful distance--that is further than a sword could reach--from the tiefling's back.

To Penance: "No, there is nothing more to say."

To Canzon: I have all of the orders to find one of Dispater's to tag along on my person. When the others leave I will show them to you and give you as much information as I am permitted to about the task.

(OOC: this isn't a combat encounter, you get shot and the bad guys (or good guys as the case may be) run off.

Before anyone can leave or say anything more, four figures dressed like the ones at the bar step out from a shadow cast by one of the lamps. Each carries an immense metal crossbow big enough to be a balista.
"Die, fiends!" says the frontmost. All of them fire thier weapons at a different target that seems fiendish (1 at Min, 1 at Canzon, 1 at Pennance, and 1 at the tiefling) and then immediately disapear into the shadow again. Penance is shot through the center of his torso--all the way through--with a three foot long spike coated in silver. It seems to be holy judging by it's effect on you. The shot fired at Canzon was fired too hastilly, the shooter must have been in the process of leaving when he pulled the trigger, as the shot flys over your head. Min is also shot where her heart ought to be, though considering that fact, she is surprisingly alive--if badly hurt. She spits out a nasty and diverse string of curses and then pulls out the bolt. "My heart is on the right side, you stupid mortal, and now you've given me something more precious than you would know." She thetaps her forehead, speaking a whispered sentance which causes her wounds to heal somewhat.
Telepathically to everyone: I have a good focus to scry on now. They've signed the order to kill themselves. I will inform you of what I have learned.

The tiefling is shot in the shoulder, but dosen't seem to react to the pain as much as most mortals would.

Results of damage:

Penance: 13 (DR is factored in)

Canzon: (missed)

Min: (confirmed critica, attack overcomes DR) 50 damage, heals 7 damage with cure light wounds.

Tiefling: he looks alarmingly unafected for a mortal (30)

OOC: It's clear the enemies vanished into the shadow, but Drum is insane

"I am disinclined to make a target of myself a second time, and I'm covered in blood at the moment. I would think it best to make ourselves scarce for a while since it seems that our newfound enemies can travel through shadows," says Min, grimacing slightly, but doing a good job at hiding her pain.

Min turns on her heels and walks away, surrounded on all sides by her undead bodyguards.

Canzon:

Indeed. Where do you wish to continue this discussion.