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<blockquote data-quote="Binks" data-source="post: 6804175" data-attributes="member: 6775039">Saerie leans in to Sadia and whispers in her ear.&nbsp; &quot;Get down to the lowlands and hide.&nbsp; If this goes poorly, find a place to hide.&nbsp; Otthor knows where we are.&nbsp; If we aren't back in Senaliesse by morning after next, he will bring a search party.&nbsp; Go.&quot;Once she scoots off, I'll give a low growl to Rawr indicating that he needs to finish pawing at whatever has his attention across the way and join me.&nbsp; When he does, Lucky, Rawr and I will crest the rise to the mountain meadow, bathing ourselves in the moonlight to make ourselves known.&nbsp; My bow will be out, but both of my hands will be out to my sides to indicate that I come in peace.&nbsp; Rawr will look as huge, looming, and threatening as he always does, just in case the Firbolgs get any foolish ideas.I ignore his charge of me costing them their hunt.&nbsp; Clearly it is meant to save face with his clansmen.&nbsp; He can keep it as far as I'm concerned.I look on my flank to the great grizzly bear flanking me.&nbsp; I look back at the Firbolgs.&nbsp; With no threat in my voice I say &quot;...will Korshek, seer of his people, grant me his insight?&nbsp; I have but one, simple question?&quot;&quot;Would you like me to change the wind for you so your prey cannot smell you coming?&nbsp; Name the direction you wish it to blow and it shall be done?&quot;[sblock]Parley (Cha)3, 3 + 1 (using my + 1 from DR) = 8They will do what you ask, but need some concrete assurance of your promise, right now.[/sblock]I grasp a tuft of fur from Rawr and lean my head into him.&nbsp; My other hand reaches into the sky as I quietly invoke the primal spirits of air.[sblock]Elemental Master (Wis)5, 4 +3 = 12The effect comes to pass.[/sblock]I beckon him near so he can get a look at the alien flower.&nbsp; &quot;I have been on every mountain face, every meadow, and in every cave in these parts.&nbsp; Never have I seen this flower.&nbsp; Listen.&nbsp; It cries as the wind rustles it.&nbsp; What do you make of it?&quot;I look at Sadia and then back at the retreating Firbolgs and inquisitively whisper &quot;...The Prince of Frost?&nbsp; He was at this very spot...watching us?&quot;&nbsp; I look again at Sadia.&nbsp; I'll scold her later.&nbsp; &quot;We must go.&nbsp; Now.&quot;&nbsp; The four of us scramble down to the lowland hills where the Dire Wolves are and beat a hasty exit toward Senaliesse and the Summer Queen's council.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Binks, post: 6804175, member: 6775039"] Saerie leans in to Sadia and whispers in her ear. "Get down to the lowlands and hide. If this goes poorly, find a place to hide. Otthor knows where we are. If we aren't back in Senaliesse by morning after next, he will bring a search party. Go." Once she scoots off, I'll give a low growl to Rawr indicating that he needs to finish pawing at whatever has his attention across the way and join me. When he does, Lucky, Rawr and I will crest the rise to the mountain meadow, bathing ourselves in the moonlight to make ourselves known. My bow will be out, but both of my hands will be out to my sides to indicate that I come in peace. Rawr will look as huge, looming, and threatening as he always does, just in case the Firbolgs get any foolish ideas. I ignore his charge of me costing them their hunt. Clearly it is meant to save face with his clansmen. He can keep it as far as I'm concerned. I look on my flank to the great grizzly bear flanking me. I look back at the Firbolgs. With no threat in my voice I say "...will Korshek, seer of his people, grant me his insight? I have but one, simple question?" "Would you like me to change the wind for you so your prey cannot smell you coming? Name the direction you wish it to blow and it shall be done?" [sblock]Parley (Cha) 3, 3 + 1 (using my + 1 from DR) = 8 They will do what you ask, but need some concrete assurance of your promise, right now.[/sblock] I grasp a tuft of fur from Rawr and lean my head into him. My other hand reaches into the sky as I quietly invoke the primal spirits of air. [sblock]Elemental Master (Wis) 5, 4 +3 = 12 The effect comes to pass.[/sblock] I beckon him near so he can get a look at the alien flower. "I have been on every mountain face, every meadow, and in every cave in these parts. Never have I seen this flower. Listen. It cries as the wind rustles it. What do you make of it?" I look at Sadia and then back at the retreating Firbolgs and inquisitively whisper "...The Prince of Frost? He was at this very spot...watching us?" I look again at Sadia. I'll scold her later. "We must go. Now." The four of us scramble down to the lowland hills where the Dire Wolves are and beat a hasty exit toward Senaliesse and the Summer Queen's council. [/QUOTE]

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