Time to kill and adventures to ignore. She really didn't mind that there were others with her at the peach farm, but she just didn't want to deal with them. The harpy, maybe, but even her just seemed to be toothpicky. The orcish one, didn't quite smell like an orc, too flowery. The shiny one had pointy bits she could easily see, the other was probably hiding pointy bits. And the last one had the crackle of magic; magic she was familiar with. Shuffling closer to the smaller mage she tried to seem discrete.
"Dark Squishy, you think not animal too, maybe smooth folk at work?" She attempted to say this quietly and not seem foreboding. Lifting her snout she thought she had caught a wiff of something...


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Roll against intimidate: The 20-sided dice lands on 5 CHA-1
Roll for Smell check?: The 20-sided dice lands on 20