Raqa enters the swamp surprised that the small group actualy followed her. "Now me toad!"
"lookie what i find. Me find berrie. You want?" holding a handful of purples berries out at whomever is closest to her. "Maybe toadys likie." I know, me go slient and stealthy. Then me find toad. big green un. Survival, berry safe to eat?: 1d20 ⇒ 14
For the next week, I may be a bit sparse. We're completely redoing our kitchen, so i'm not positive on the amount of computer time i'll have. I should still be able to check back in every day but wanted to give a heads up just in case.
Raqa stood watching and listening.
"Lets go. Look like this way out to toad. I want a big, fat green one." Pointing to one side of camp. She walks off, thinking the others will follow, if they don't, she runs after them. "Toads, Toads. Lets go get us many toads..." Raqa's voice singsongs as they walk along.
Raqa stares at the little goblin and then glares at the one that called her not pretty.
Preception--You lying?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
"This mine. That yours." Raqa says, pointing at the other side of the table as the last goblin from the cages sits at the table. She continues to eat and pull different items her way as a few more young goblins join them. "Mine. No share." she grumbles as one gobo jumps up on a box on the ground and lands on the table. As they settle down to eat, Raqa watches and listens. |