Noran Bursk | HP: 60/60 | AC: 21 | Touch: 12 | Flat-footed: 18
Conditions
Stance: Island of Blades (All allies flank from any adjacent space)
Disguise: Middle-class, Middle-age, Half-elf, Farlsteadian merchant
Concentration: n/a
"Most gracious of you." Noran responds as he steps back to give the door space to open, and the inhabitants some measure of safe distance from which to judge them.
He stood aside to allow the others to enter first, grinning widely as they passed, reveling in his ability to secure them a better option for this evenings respite, and perhaps buying himself a few more moments to craft the next phase of his ruse. When the calls of recognition rang out from within, his smile faded slightly and he joined the procession, muttering as he crossed the threshold. "I suppose there shall be little need for further obfuscation... Except, perhaps..."
He glanced over his shoulder at the hole in the wall as it closed again, and just before the final glint of sunlight was pinched off he traced a pattern in the air, painting an image of dense vines choking the base of the tower, covering the door with an added layer of visual security.
Actions
Standard: Cast Silent Image (Will DC17, Duration: Concentration), Thick vegetation covering as much of the base of the tower as possible to hide the door even more.
OOC
d20 Rerolls (1)
+4 Atk, Save, Skill until failed skill check