|Solrisa Iome Arabasti|
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1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24 Fort (C'rosch)
Solrisa very much delights in the drink for her. She thinks it's lovely that she is acknowledged though she doesn't understand why. Nonetheless, she partakes.
Solrisa listens to both Eidi and Ascaria, not going to interrupt. She smiles and laughs and offers her own story.
"Now I don't know if any of you know my sister, Rae, but she's just a lovely, kind person and my best friend. But it wasn't always that way. We were sisters and sometimes we fought and although I was always wrong, she always forgave me," Solrisa starts sweetly, remembering her sister with fondness.
"It was the last day of Snow and Creams, which means Mum would take us for the magically cold Tazelwyrm milk and shaved ice. I love it. My sister, Rae, loved it too. But she ate hers fast...which caused her head to hurt, very much. And because her head hurt, she took my frozen Tazelwyrm frozen cream and threw it on the ground! She didn't want me to get hurt! Although I wanted the it, I'm glad she saved me. I thought I might get mad at her for ruining my dessert, but no, she was just saving me." Solrisa beams around, happy with her story.
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 Intimidate