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Message: <blockquote data-quote="darkbard" data-source="post: 9220584" data-attributes="member: 1282">Behind his bleached lacquered mask, CHANVATI smiles. He had always admired the talents of the pantomime actors of the Black Stage. Had even allowed himself the occasional wistful daydream as a boy of running away, donning the black robes and white mask, and performing on stage. Ah, if not for the responsibilities of his position and a caste-system that strictly forbid such professions to the merchant class...."Mistress, please," he retrieves his zils from Pa'avu and makes a deep, ridiculous bow. Then, with a show of gestures, he indicates that he will communicate his mistress's counteroffer.He plays a pleasant if monotone rhythm with his fingers, all the while pantomiming in gambol and mock heroic pose the might of the Iron Gorgon Tribe, their fierce hunger for human flesh--especially that of the children--and the ease with which they could dispatch the lizardfolk should they so choose."But in respect for feather-crownWho strides the sand and thistledownWe offer up the gilded priestTo lard the pot at your next feast!"He culminates his rhyme with a ridiculous little dance emulating a happy and sated Grimtooth clan.[HR][/HR]Chanvati uses Glib Tongue (paying the 10 gp residuum cost for the ritual) to roll twice for his Primary Skill Bluff check to convince the lizardfolk scout his people would be lucky to escape with their lives and yet are to be rewarded with a satisfactory consolation prize in this territorial dispute, r(3,19) +15 = 34 vs. 18 Moderate DC. Success.</blockquote>

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