CAMPAIGN: Cece's Adventure (The Unburning) (D&D5e)

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The messenger gasps as Cece acrobatically launches herself into the coach.

She lands perfectly, but the sudden motion startles the high strung beast, making it forget its rigorous training.

The horse takes off down the street at a gallop, dragging the ornate coach after it.

Cece is thrown back into the soft velvet seat.

"Hey!" Shouts the dismayed messenger. He runs to catch the coach.

{{1d20 +1 strength check to catch the coach DC18}}
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<p><b>Bob the Hamster</b> rolls...</p><ul><li><b>1d20 +1 strength check to catch the coach DC18:</b> 3 + 1 &rArr; 4</li></ul>
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The Coachman is left in the dust as the galloping coach careens in the general direction of the Marketday district. The few pedestrians on the street scatter. Fortunately there aren't any other coaches or wagons on this street at this hour of the morning, but that will change soon when the coach reaches a larger street.
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"'eeeeelp! Le 'orse, she 'as gone eensane!" Cece cries, as terrified that someone will hear her as she is that they won't. Her imagination had already heard the terrible rumors that would spread through the alleys and galleys if she had been seen in a coach like this going to whatever fancy place a coach like this comes from. "Did you hear about Cece? She is some kind of royalty, out here slumming it! Just saw her carriage taking her home. Bet she eats cake 3 meals a day! Doesn't surprise me a bit, all that junk she carries around..." the men would say in their funny accents. She covers her face in shame just thinking about it.

Without the driver, the rumors are going to be even worse. "Cece is a horse thief! Boy, did she look nefarious up there. They say that true holy men could detect her evil for miles in every direction! Good time for it though, been too long since a good hanging." Hanging?! Her imagination outran her intuition on that one. "Ohhhh, Mondieu... I 'ope my eyes don't poop out of my 'ead!" she shrieks into her hands, still facing the floor of the carriage... "and I've stolen it too!" With her eyes covered, it doesn't even feel like it's moving that fast. Maybe the horse decided to stop.

She sneaks a peek over the side. No. The horse had definitely not decided to stop, the carriage was just too good at absorbing the bumps speeding up to meet its wheels. Valuable for more than just its looks. The horse, of course! Cece rises to her feet and addresses the real villain here. "'ey! 'orse! Deeseest eemmeedeeatlee!" She can see the straps they use to drive these things, and wonders if she can reach it. Nasty devices, she always thought, pulling and beating on a poor defenseless animal.

Cece puts on her angriest voice and addresses the horse again, loudly and sternly over the whipping of the wind: "I weel 'eet you eef I 'ave to!"
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{{1d20 +5 Intimidation check}} against a well-trained but high-strung horse. DC10 to get its attention, DC20 to get it under control
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<p><b>Bob the Hamster</b> rolls...</p><ul><li><b>1d20 +5 Intimidation check:</b> 20 + 5 &rArr; 25</li></ul>
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DM wrote:Critical success!
The horse lets out a terrified whinny and slows to a trot.

By sheer coincidence, the hard-hearted bronco-buster who had broken this horse and trained it for the harness had hailed from exactly the same part of the far away heathen land of French Canada, and the tone of Cece's voice had put the beast in mind of its old master.

It slowed from a trot to a walk, and stopped, in the middle of road a stone's throw away from the edge of Marketday, and craned it's neck back, as if to make it easier for her to grasp the reins.
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"Eet worked... bless you, Mondieu, for 'appy surprises..." Cece mumbles, falling back gently into the seat. "An' bless you, you are a good 'orsie" Cece adds, blowing the pony a kiss. She picks up the reins cautiously, her brothers had never let her drive the family cart. They'd never let her pull the family cart either, which in hindsight, might've been being... nice? Impossible!

"Eh, 'orsie.. we go find "nice man" who ees intended driver...". She gives the reins a little flip and hopes the horse can do the rest.
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The horse seems to calm a bit, and begins moving again at Cece's gentle flip of the reins.

However, it does not turn around and head back towards the driver. It continues through the Marketday district towards the Old Bakak district.

Now that her horse is under control, nobody on the streets is paying much attention to Cece, perhaps assuming she is the rightful driver. That might change by the time the horse gets to Old Bakak, where people tend to wear more formal clothes
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Okay.. back to the first plan. Cece thinks tiny, sneaky thoughts, and smushes herself under the seat. Stowing away seems a lot less likely to lead to an eye-popping ending. "Eet's only stealing a cart eef you're driveeng eet... no?" she thinks to herself, comforted by the home-like dark, cramped confines. "At least ze 'orse ees moveeng slow now... zere weel be time to theenk of le good explanationne.."

{{1d20 + 5 Stealth check}}
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The Carriage isn't huge, but Cece's stealthy senses quickly spot two possible good places to hide.

Under the seat is a luggage storage area, which is currently stuffed with a few pillows and some soft blankets.

The driver's seat seems to be on hidden hinges. There is a discreet but flimsy latch holding it closed. She can't be sure she will fit until she looks, but it is well hidden. A less skilled eye would have missed it.
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"'ow meesteereeous...." Cece wonders to herself, her fingers fumbling the latch before even bothering with any potential consequences. What if there's treasure in there?! Gold or Jewels, or a spare pair of pants in case the King ruins his. What if it's a spare horse if the other one is a LUNATIC?! She's smiling again. This is fun!
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Cece deftly opens the latch, and the hidden compartment opens with the satisfying noise of an air-tight seal popping

Inside are two bottles of wine, a high quality leather satchel-purse, a yellow pear, a small loaded crossbow with an ivory inlayed handle, and a strong whiff of a harsh cloying odor that smells vaguely familiar.

With all that stuff in there, there might actually not be enough room to hide inside.
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Phooey! She unloads the crossbow (Incompetents! That's 'ow people get 'urt!) and closes it as quick as she opened it. Time to sneak a peek, surely they must be getting close to wherever this thing is supposed to be going by now.
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