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Senllip says quietly to his friends, "No need to get into a fight for no reason, we have other things to do. Let's move on before they decide to fight."

Adrik won't say anything but he will move up behind Rendwick.

Persuasion roll to see the tone please Bish.

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(OOC: I thought it is needed only if talking to the other team members.
Persuation: [1d20-2] = 10-2 = 8)

The drunkards can hear everything. Whether they like the tone of what is being said around them, we'll see.

With a sigh GG looks at Puffy Pirate, "To ring what I need from the dark-skinned creature!"
He half turns to go, intending to indicate that he has no further business with the drunks but doesn't fear them either.

(But is ready in case it kicks off)

Seeing the group readying to move onward, Tornack moves to follow the rest turning a "pleasant" smile to the drunkards.

The Puffy Pirate gives the Sailor looking fella a look, which deflates his sails pretty quickly.

The Orc just growls and looks at the group as they go to pass.

GG walk on thrity foot and then turns to check (and watch until) all of the group are safely clear of the drunks. Wehn all clear, he presses onwards, although exactly where to, isn't so clear. More like a case of "shake the tree and see how mant apples drop"..

The group is on the street. The scrap has the address.

Seeing GG hesitate and turn back to make sure the group passes the drunks, Tornak moves forward and continues toward the address

When it's certain the group are clear of the drunks GG continues towards their destination.

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No hesitation, just looking after things.There's a similar maneuvre in Butch Casidy & Sundance Kid, where each covers the retreat of the other in turn.

By the address on the note, you all know you are about 3 blocks away.

A block away from the destination an old hag comes up to the group.

"You all look like fine strong examples of heroes! Are you interested in any of my arcane mixings?" She is an old shrivled Human. Thick grey hair, dressed in mostly black. She has a small hand cart parked across the street from your position on the street.

"What might those be, madam?" asks GG, not going any closer at this point. "As in, 'what do they do, exactly'?"'
He focuses his eyes on the cart's wheels.