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Xander Morhaime:
Quill didn't say anything as she stepped into the chamber, eyeing the place warily, but you could clearly hear her stomach growl at the feast laid out. She was a bit busy fighting the urge to just pounce up onto the table and dig in.
Malek Deneith:
- Well you wouldn't care much for cold either if you had experienced it as much as I did. As for my subjects, well, good ones do what their kings asks them to. Now about my belongings...
--- Quote ---Skill results will be PM'd shortly
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slave:
To Berak, the man seems somewhat desperate to get the scepter. If they don't give it to him, there will be trouble. He assumes that Isirius has also noticed it, but still lets him know telepathically, just in case.
Something about the young woman caught Berak's eye. For a moment, it seemed as if she was not real. He considers the idea for a moment. The Winter King's subjects they met before were undead. Would he even have living subjects? For a second, Berak regrets not having a ritual to detect undead. He decides to rectify that as soon as he gets a chance.
He concentrates his attention towards the woman, eyeing her actions closely and probing her for magical effects.
--- Quote ---Insight check: 1d20+8=23
Arcana check to detect magic: 1d20+13=18
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S.K. Ren:
╦╢╣ ╟╡╛╛╜╔ ╞╠╦╩╡║╣┬
╬╢╜╦ ╡╩ ╡╦╩ ╟╠╔╟╞╩╣└There was a hint of agitation in the man's responses. Impatience. Perhaps a little more prodding will make his facade collapse.
LuckyDee:
Isirius takes a moment to communicate his agreement to Berak before continuing his friendly banter with the King - Hah, some of us seem to care for the cold even less, and we could likely make nowhere near as grand a claim on experience as you could. But we have indeed come to return the scepter. I beg pardon, for my ignorance in matters like these, but you undboutedly know what defecit the Kalashtar suffer where rational thought is involved. I had never before heard of an inmate counting the key to his cell among his belongings.
The friendly smile never wavers - if anything, it seems to intensify.
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