Beranhond's introduction had gone ignored by the halfling and the gnome. As a result, he ignored them in turn as well. They seemed to have some inner turmoil that they needed to deal with, perhaps some dislike of humans. Further, he didn't mind the silence, having a cat you can talk privately with and a Goddess who often shows up makes silence a rare sought gift.
After a moment the half-elf woke up and at introduced himself, albeit in a drugged induced state.
Sense motive:
Roll(1d20)+7:
19,+7
Total:26
Perception:
Roll(1d20)+5:
16,+5
Total:21
"My name is Beranhond, Darvin." He looked the half-elf over, guessing that the man had spent some time at sea, perhaps dreaming of becoming a pirate. "Let me guess, you spend a lot of time out at sea... perhaps you dream of becoming a mighty pirate?" He asked the half-elf.
"As for you Grumbleshanks, I pray that your meal fills your stomach, and that your appetite never meets its match." He remembered some of the courtesy's of halflings, but couldn't remember the exact phrases.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
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Am I right that you just kind of ran with what your sense motive and perception rolls got you? It seems that way, so I'm not giving you any more info, but if you need any, just let me know.
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