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"I am so sorry that you had to deal with her. That must of been awful knowing that she was in the attic and being around your son. Would you mind if we went and looked around the attic? It's possible she left something behind that will help the guard keep her locked up."

Know. Local: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"Good luck on your mission, Eamon. It has been a pleasure," She gives him a quick embrace and smiles, "Safe travels."

She moves towards Dalen, "Don't let that wench put you in a sour mood my dear Dalen. There is still more to be done," She puts hand on Dalen's shoulder.

Nikita is resting on Shelya's shoulder and flicks her tongue at Dalen. She attempts to slither towards her, but Shelya stops her, "Now Sweetie, I don't think Dalen is quite ready for you yet."

Thank you for rolling for me! I am preparing to return to work, so that took some of my time, but I am back! Also, does that card give the plus 2 bonus on all of those checks from now on?

"Good evening my good sir! How are you doing on this lovely day? Are you the director? Amphitheaters have always interested me, even when I was a little girl. I unfortunately haven't been to that many plays, I do really need to make more time for that. I have always wondered what it would be like to be an actress! To be able to put on such a performance and to leave the crowd astonished!" She pauses and gives him a warm smile, "Would it be possible to get a tour?! I would love to see the architecture!"

Dang it Eamon, always shouting that we are on official business. Not everyone wants to help "officals". You can always add that in later, but it's almost never a good way to start off. Besides, I'm interested in what could have caused that breeze.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
I don't know if it's too late to do this roll but:
Know. Local from earlier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Shelya watches Nikita move her head towards Dalen's extended hand. She brushes against it in a way that a cat might. Satisfied from the contact, she snuggles around Shelya's arm.

"See? I told you she was friendly. The next step will be to hold her." She winks at Dalen, Oh how I love humans. They are scared of such small things. There are creatures much worse than a little viper out in the world. Her attention snaps back to Karayan as she hears her name being mentioned.

"There has to be some fun in adventuring when you can face your death at any moment, Karayan. What's the point of living if you're serious all the time?" Before she could say another word, a young man interrupted. "Good day Guillaume. Welcome," She smiles warmly at the newcomer. Another newcomer approached. Rabble? Oh human.

She listened to the exchange between Dalen and the newcomers. Well these humans have spunk at least. This should be entertaining if we adventure together. She notices Eamon's eyes drift towards her, "Please do join us, Eamon."

She did not miss Eamon's jab at Dalen for accepting the offered hand. "The gentlemen are even more eager to make your acquaintance Guillaume. You must be an interesting person."

Shelya strides into the dining room, her stomach growling. Her eyes slowly scan the room, noticing the humans and the dwarf engaged in conversation. She makes her way to the food and puts a small serving on her plate. She makes her way to the table, "Hello, do you mind if I sit with you? I would enjoy some company." She mainly speaks to the humans, as Shelya has always been fascinated by them. She sets her plate on the table and sits down. "My name is Shelya and this is Nikita," She lightly touches the viper that is draped around her neck.

She made sure to sit next to the humans as she knew that you could never trust a Dwarf. They always turn on you, even when you think they are the best their kind has to offer... She shoves the memory out of her mind. Now Shelya, you know you cannot present yourself in a rude manner. You don't know who these people are, she attempts to dismiss her views on Dwarves.