Mafia Whale

Master plan activate!: 1d20+17 33

Oh boy. Big buffs.

Think I got enough time to create a master plan? Or do I think I can do that?

"All right, will do." He did as commanded, pulling down his pants. Then he started his big bluff, at first grunting quietly, then steadily increasing his volume until it sounded like he was screaming at the top of his lungs. He was trying to mimic constipation, so that he would have a bit longer to get himself out of his cuffs.

While he was screaming, he was fiddling with his cuffs to the best of his ability.

"So who is your employer's name? Out with it. Also, considering your tone, did you even care that you were going to harm people not in on the movie?" Roland says, frustrated by the fact that this man has not answered any of his questions.

"Because this was a bank robbery a, and b, the people inside the bank beyond the bank manager were not under the impression that this was faked at all. So what is your name, and who is your employer?" asks in a commanding sort of voice.

Also, gonna bluff constipation.

Bluffing Constipation: 1d20+13 26

"News paper ad? Oddest way to recruit someone to a bank heist, but I digress, who was the man who hired you? Do you at least know his name?" asked Roland inquisitively. 

"Beyond the question of employers, how would you have known that all of this was possibly staged?"

oof. That's not a number I can reach. I guess smashing would way too overt as well. Am I able to use some technical knowledge to figure out how these cuffs would unlock?

Did we see any drones in the building while we were in there? I am assuming they ran off once we got rid of the threats, if they were there.

What can I tell by these cuffs? How easy would it be for me to slip out of them? If failing that, would the risk of dumping them in water make it easier to get out of them? Or am I able to pickpocket the keys from him?

Beyond that, how easy would it be to distract him with small talk?
I am willing to provide the necessary rolls.

Current Events: 1d20+17 30

"Alright!" He shouted, knowing that if the boss goes down fast, than the rest of them will go down even faster.

He stars his rampage by hitting the first in the face with a javelin, then charging the second and knocking him out with his shield. The others met face first his hammer, him ducking and weaving with his shield before he incapacitated them all. After the fight, he built a set of glasslike cuffs out of water for each of the criminals, for their hands.

Odd question, but has the Red Lion done anything before this particular heist? I'll roll if need be.

"Fancy looking manacles. Though why all the gems in them? Guess they got some purpose. Now, what's your employer like? How is he going to take over? And would he share the crystals?"

As he says this, he begins to fidget a little in his seat, but not in the way that he was trying to get out of the manacles, but to rather subtly signal that he needed to go. He didn't need to, but it was worth a shot.

I think he would try to fish for the answer from one of the guards, and also bluff the need for a bathroom break.

Bluffing the call of nature: 1d20+13 23

Would I be able to bluff so that they would take me to the bathroom or do they already know my power?

Because I am going to probably bluff.

How aware are the guards and are they more concerned with pay or brainwashed?

Am I able to look around the room a bit more freely now that the Red Lion has left? And how to the cuffs feel?

"Alien element based fuel source for several super sciences? Found in East Africa? Guess I do know a little bit." He says, laughing weakly.

"But I guess that wouldn't be much of a surprise, considering that many people who use the crystals are also publicly known figures."

He knew he wasn't getting out of this unscathed at the very least, but looks like these people are trying to recreate that old kingdom. That or their hoarders wanting this crystal for themselves. Either works for him.

After the rather fast display from his speedster ally, he sees the rising of the gun pointed at him from the outlaw leader. He then throws  a javelin at her, hitting her in square the chest.

"I said surrender now. You are not going to blow open the vault with those explosives. Just going to hurt everyone in here." He says, hoping the can somewhat realize the gravity of the situation.

Throwing Javelin: 1d20+10 18
Hit! Let's hope that does someting.

Knowing about Daka Crystals (technology): 1d20+17 19
Not that much it looks like.

Realizing that he may actually have to fight, he draws one of his geometric javelins from his quiver and readies his shield. He may want to take the first blow, but he would rather wait and see what they would do. And he knows moving from his position is going to be a bad idea. The hostages need him now more than ever.

"So I guess we are gonna dance rather than make peace? Fine, BREAK YOURSELVES ON MY SHIELD!"

Ok, I'm going ready an action to hit the first guy with a javelin that decides to shoot at me, if that is okay to do. I will also try to interpose if they try and take a shot at one of the civilians.

Initiative: 1d20+5 24