Fear & Loathing in Xaos [D2, EM]

[Sings-With-Purpose]

"Zippityboobaah!" *Sings whispers in hushed tones as she points at the red slaadi, wondering if perhaps they should attack them. Or hug them. Or bababoodeywoodiedaah them.

[Ore]

"So, the job was not to cull them, but to ensure our reporter returns intact, correct?"

Ore idly draws his Warhammer to be safe, letting it swing gently at his side.

[Illiam'iira]

OOC: Are they blocking the entrance to Limbo? If yes, Illiam is going to pull a piece of candy out of her pocket, unwrap it, and give it a lick before throwing it as hard as she can as far from the entrance as she can.

...unless someone else wants to lick + throw the candy. (The licking part is important, being in Xaos.)

[Flession]

OOC: Are they blocking the entrance to Limbo? If yes, Illiam is going to pull a piece of candy out of her pocket, unwrap it, and give it a lick before throwing it as hard as she can as far from the entrance as she can.

...unless someone else wants to lick + throw the candy. (The licking part is important, being in Xaos.)

((Roll Insight))

[Illiam'iira]

Fear & Loathing in Xaos [D2, EM] Insight check: 1d20+9 25

(Here ya go!)

[Illiam'iira]

(OOC: Illiam'iira is taking the Dodge action.)

Illi just starts walking to what looks like the Gate to Limbo. She doesn't hum, and she doesn't walk fast, nor overly slow -- just walks.

She'll see how it goes.

[Flession]

As you approach, the 4 Slaadi sort of stare at you with a twist of their heads. They turn to each other and then look at your approach.

They seem to be communicating in some language you don't quite understand as you approach, otherwise they offer no hostile intent to you, so far as you can tell.

[Illiam'iira]

As you approach, the 4 Slaadi sort of stare at you with a twist of their heads. They turn to each other and then look at your approach.

They seem to be communicating in some language you don't quite understand as you approach, otherwise they offer no hostile intent to you, so far as you can tell.

Briefly Illi looks behind to see if anyone is following her.

Otherwise, she does not acknowledge the slaadi. The drow gives them a wide berth as she continues towards the portal. Not walking between them, but around. If they want to attack they will. If they don't they won't. That's, unfortunately, life, and if it's her, it's not one of the others.

Wait. Oh, Illiam, your mama talked with you about that...

(Continuing Dodge action. Let me know how far the gate is from the other PCs vs how far it is from Illiam.)

[Flession]

Are you food? A voice rings in your head. Trying to figure out if food.
Are you slave? A separate voice comes in as well. Or slave then food? Or food, then slave?
Are you even real? asks another voice.
You smell nice. Did you bring food? Said the last voice.

[Illiam'iira]

Are you food? A voice rings in your head. Trying to figure out if food.
Are you slave? A separate voice comes in as well. Or slave then food? Or food, then slave?
Are you even real? asks another voice.
You smell nice. Did you bring food? Said the last voice.

Not food, not slave, still learning that one myself, thank you! Are you hungry? I wish I had something tasty for you. I'm hungry too, all I had was sleepy juice, it was sweet but I don't feel so good. I saw some big crunchy leaves back there -- Illiam points from the direction she's (fairly) sure she came from -- but there was slug juice, I don't like slugs. I wish I had pie. Or blackberry cobbler. Do you want me to go find you some food? Her thoughts run fast and hot through their own minds.

(Continuing Dodge action. Just assume until she gets thru Limbo with the others she's taking the Dodge action.)