Tondrek, who has managed to unlink two parts of the chain, revealing a hidden connection between four others, smiles and absently pets the construct. Doggie! Made him myself! First, I got the gearwheel from the spare parts not needed on the Majestic, and... If Roswyn does not stop him, Tondrek goes into loving, detailed, and amazingly ingenious details of his protectors construction.Finally, having observed Tondrek for some time, she approaches him after his construct steers him around a mud puddle. She gives him a big smile, and speaks slowly and clearly. "Hi. Your friend - " (indicating the construct) "- takes good care of you. What's his name?"
OOC: Nature 12, Streetwise 21, Insight 14The gnome walks over to the half-orc. He crosses his arms over his chest. "No, but if that's your wish, I've got some of these..." the gnome pulls out several flowers, "they'll make your dreams come true."
[sblock=Dreamlilly] Lol, if you're going to go through all of that trouble, just find a Feylock, Illusionist, or Psion to do that to the target for you, lol. [/sblock]
Tondrek, who has managed to unlink two parts of the chain, revealing a hidden connection between four others, smiles and absently pets the construct. Doggie! Made him myself! First, I got the gearwheel from the spare parts not needed on the Majestic, and... If Roswyn does not stop him, Tondrek goes into loving, detailed, and amazingly ingenious details of his protectors construction.
Tondrek smiles. 'K, Talky Gnome. I Tondrek. You and Doggie and Tondrek and Crafty all be friends!When the half-orc winds down, she says, "Doggie is a very special friend! I wish I had a friend like that. My name is Roswyn. What's your name? Can we be friends too?"
Tondrek grins, and something moves within his burdened pack. Crafty! Made him too! Little guy. Helps with bubbly and boomy stuff! A tiny arm, seemingly a bit waxy, pokes out of the pack and waves.Roswyn smiles back and claps her hands. "Great! Ummm... who's Crafty?"
...She introduces herself to the warforged, who had not spoken in the tavern. "Greetings, sir. I am Roswyn d'Sivis. I'm very reassured to be accompanied in these parts by one who bears the Mark of Sentinel!"