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Spoon nods in agreement, while still eyeing the scary doggo.

Thanks! :D

Oh crap, this is my first play-by-post and I'm still figuring out the ropes. Can someone point me to where these "slides" are? I can't find the link.

Player Name: ChaosChild
Character Name: Spoon the Helpful
Character PFS Number: 276681-2001
Character Level: 1
Slotted Faction: Horizon Hunters
Downtime Activity & Result: Lore (Engineering), Trained: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

"Oh, hello! You must be the Pathfinders that Bjersig sent for. I'm Lirall. Who are you?"

"Hello! Spoon was told that you need some help? Spoon is very good at helping." Spoon does her best attempt at a polite curtsy. It is clumsily yet earnestly executed.

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A large husky bursts into the hallway, snarling at the goblins until a tall half orc emerges a moment later and lays a calming hand on her back.

Spoon ducks behind Pepper, eyes wide and ears down. Her usual greenish tint has turned a bit lighter.

She un-enthusiastically follows her fellow Pathfinders into the meeting room, staying as far away from the husky as possible.

There is a muffled bang and the door to a back room opens. A small, neatly dressed (yet slightly singed) goblin scampers cheerfully into the room, followed by a trickle of acrid smoke. She pauses, sniffs, and starts trotting towards Pepper.

*sniff*sniff* Are those... pickles? That Spoon is smelling?

She clambers onto a stool next to Pepper and starts swaying and singing softly to herself:

Pickles, pickles.
Yummy yummy, pickles.
They are tasty and good to share,
but Mother says it is rude to stare.