[h2][center][color=orange]Cicero Bladewalker[/color][/center][/h2]
[center][@Sol Grim][@Fetzen][/center]

Cicero listened to Dalious intently. As he did, the one Dal called "Fyr" went to pick up a shroom and blinked several times. It was obvious he was signaling them he was aware of their presence. Dalious eventually figured it out and before too long the crazy pirate blabbed his whole plan and made a break for a hidden spike trap. 

[color=orange]"There he goes.."[/color] Cicero muttered plainly. [color=orange]"Dear Lord make this work."[/color] Then Cicero unsheathed his dagger and waited for all eyes to be on Dalious.

It didn't take long, his inspiring sea shanty had the entire workforce and guards' eyes trained on him. Some of the men even joined in at the chorus. 

The slaver leader yelled furiously, [color=8dc73f]"Don't just stand there! TAKE HIM!!"[/color] Snapping out of it 4 guards ran after Dalious with various makeshift weapons in hand. The leader remained with three others to keep an eye on the rest.

Cicero wasn't about to wait around. He attempted to silently run toward the nearest enemy and shank him before anyone knew what was happening. [hider=Roll Stealth]1d20+2=12, Success[/hider] The man fell with a thud, Cicero's dagger retracted from the man's back. 

The other's quickly scrambled into position. The gang leader called, out, [color=8dc73f]"Where are all these rats coming from!? KILL HIM!!"[/color] His voice was hoarse from yelling so often. But Cicero could hear a twinge of fear under his bravado, [color=orange]"I'll give you the same chance that I gave your fellow back there. Drop your weapons and I'll let you live."[/color] 

The man was taken aback by the statement, [color=8dc73f]"You would command ME?!! FINISH HIM!"[/color] The other two hesitantly headed toward Cicero, their pick axes at the ready. Cicero glanced at Fyr to see if the others would come to his aid, [color=orange][i]"If the slaves don't take freedom for themselves, who could?[/i][/color] Cicero thought to himself.
[hr][hider=Dexterity Roll]1d20+2=9, Fail[/hider]Meanwhile, Dalious found himself leaping over the spike trap, but with his rib broken from earlier, the pain was too great. He ended up missing a clean landing on the safe side. instead he had to grab the ledge on the opposite side. His right foot ended up getting stabbed with a spike point. The pain was excruciating. The four who followed him stopped abruptly before falling in. They saw Dalious dangling from the other side and laughed hysterically. [color=f49ac2]"The fool falls in his own trap! Lucky we didn't go in after him eh fellas?"[/color] 

What would the pirate do in his precarious situation?