”Just Here for the Meatloaf. Just Here for the Meatloaf! JUST HERE FOR THE MEATLOAF!” Gri shouts, getting a taste for how it feels to yell.
Seemingly satisfied after the third yell, she turns towards the sled to help finish packing and making sure the group has the recommended supplies - and then hears her teammates chattering with other teams.
She shrugs, if everyone else has time to scope out the competition, she can find time to chat.
She wanders over to the Two Houses, figuring that the team that won last year seems like a good place to start, and she tries to talk to Oluf, “Your talk about meatloaf at the finish line already gave us our team name, so any other obscure tips we should know?”
Diplomacy, make an impression : 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25