Stanley
Stumbling through the darkness of a side tunnel, Gelly tries to carefully place her footing as the soft light of her lantern flickeringly illuminates the tunnels path forward.

"Now what did mom say? Never trust a lefty... No... Always go left? Two lefts don't make a wrong? ... Shit."

As the tunnel opens to a natural cavern she decides to take a seat and have a rest, letting the sizable clanking backpack hit the ground beside her.
Peter
Ulshia stride through the mines with purpose. She hadn't been here before, but she'd been in other mines before and had a knack for finding her way within them. She was here in order to find a certain ore to forge a new dagger. Her old was broke while attempting to cut through a surprisingly tough tree branch. It has served her well, but alas, nothing lasts forever.

As she wanders through the caves she comes to a natural cavern. There she sees that she isn't the only one wandering the mines, and however was here wasn't a dwarf. Ulshia let her single hand drift to the handle of her sword.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Her voice is low and husky, and she speaks the question like a command.
Stanley
For a moment it seems like the woman before her is ignoring her, swaying slightly and looking at the ground. This is refuted by the light snoring. At the questions she jerks awake.

"Blemphb" She mumbles as she jolts.

Blinking her eyes she blearily blinks and looks around the cavern, yawing and stretching as she does so. Her eyes fall on Ulshia and after a moment her brain catches up. Blinking quickly as she realizes she is no longer alone.

"Oh! Hello there! So nice to meet another traveler! My name is Gelly, what's yours? I like your scales! I've never seen someone like you before! Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

Gelly starts rummaging through her giant stuffed backpack to pulled out some food and a pair of water skins, just like her mom taught her.
Peter
"Stay where you are."

Ulshia looks the strange woman up and down. How do you fall sleep sitting up? In a stuffy old mine? On a jagged rock? Was this woman crazy?

...No she wasn't crazy. Ulshia could tell that with a glance. She's seen crazy, this isn't crazy. This woman is just naive... Or stupid. Still, it would be wise to accept anything from her.

Ulshia's single hand remains on the handle of her blade and she keeps her distance. 

"My name is Ulshia Hearthstrong. I am a Yuan-Ti Pureblood. I am neither hungry nor thirsty. Keep your supplies to yourself. Answer my question, what are you doing here?"
Stanley
Gelly shrugs when Ulshia denies her hospitality.

"Ok! More for me."

She pulls out a wrapped package and unwraps it to reveal several dried bread pucks. Gelly takes a loud bite out of half of one of them, chewing enthusiastically.

"Gettin' losht!" She smiles through her mouthful.

Washing the food down with some water she starts putting it away.

"Oh yer real proper! Ahem. I'm Gelashina Puddlelover! I'm currently a girl! What's a Yuan-ti? What's pureblood? What're YOU doin here? Are you lookin for a good rock? Maybe some good moss? I think I saw some good moss a ways back. Better for alchemistin than eatin though."
Peter
...Maybe she was crazy. But at least she wasn't hostile. Ulshia lowered her hand from the hilt of her sword and sighed.

"Quite the strange place to go if you want to get lost. Most people who get lost here end up dead. Whenever I want to get lost I just wander around the woods until I find the blackberry bushes."

Ulshia went to opposite side of the cavern and sat down with a groan. She unclasps her prosthetic foot and places it down next to her and rubs the stump, wincing.

"Yuan-Ti are snake folk. You know, people with snake like features. Yuan-ti pureblood are snake people that look more like humans than like snakes. Instead of being covered in scales, I just have patches of scales around my body. But I'm still plenty snake-like. I'll have to pass on the moss, but I am looking for a good rock. Specifically, I'm looking for Adamantine ore. I'm looking to forge a new dagger."
Stanley
"Caves are great to get lost in! You only really die if you walk into someone else's home." She nods sagely, "Though it would be nice to find berries down here. Luckily there's a lot of moist rocks to suck on!"

"I like yer foot! What's it made from? Where are yer scales? Do they itch? What's a-man-time? Are you looking for this special ore to make a lover?"

As she speaks she pulls out another small package and pulls a few strips of jerky from it, starting to chew on those.
Peter
She narrows her eyes and grumbles in annoyance. This lady is awfully chatty. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a package of her own. She reaches inside and tosses... Something at Gelly. It's a brownish cube.

"Eat this and shut up. I won't be answering any more questions after this. That's fudge by the way. Homemade. Anyway, the foot is made from wood. It has some interlocking metal pieces to hold it together. The scales are on my arms, back, legs and neck. No they don't itch, but they do shed every two weeks. Adamantine is a rare metal. It's black, extremely hard, and glows under candle light. I need it to make a dagger... That's a small sword useful for cutting things."
Stanley
The fudge hits her chest and doesn't fall away like it should, staying stuck to the spot at an odd angle. Gelly smiles and grabs it, popping the fudge into her mouth.

"I know what a dagger is silly!" She laughs.

She goes to ask more questions but stops, tilting her head in consideration. She goes to speak again, then stops, her face twisting in concentration for a moment. After this process repeats a few times she falls silent with a shrug. Rummaging through her bag she pulls out a rubber ball and gestures to Ulshia with it, passing it back and forth from her right to left and back again. Her large eyes look at the yuan-ti expectantly.
Peter
*Ulshia gives her a rather strange look... Why did the fudge stick to her? It wasn't melted, it would have left a stain if it was. Whatever.*

"What? Are you saying you want to play catch or something? What are you, a child?"
Stanley
Gelly shrugs and offers the ball again, refusing to speak.

Her expression is playful, kind of a >:3c face.
Peter
*Ulshia gives her a baffled and annoyed look, nevertheless she reaches out and grabs the ball from her.*
Stanley
Gelly smiles widely and leans back, clapping her hands together and holding them up like a baseball catcher.
Peter
*Ulshia rolls her eyes and tosses the ball underhanded to Gelly.*

"I never said you couldn't talk. I just said that I didn't want to answer any more questions."
Stanley
"You told me to shut up!" She bursts out with a laugh and catches the ball.

She rolls it back and forth in her hands a few times before tossing it back underhanded.

"No more questions huh?" She takes a moment of hmm'ing to think, "Do you... Wait no. Who about... Not that either... Uhhhh..."
Peter
*Ulshia caught the ball and tossed it up in the air before catching it again a few times.*

"Fine, if you want to ask questions, I'll allow it. But we're going to do it my way. I'll ask you a question, toss you the ball, then you answer. Then you repeat the process. Alright? Alright. Firstly, what the hell are you? You clearly aren't a human."

*Ulshia tosses the ball back to Gelly.*
Stanley
She catches the ball "Hey! I'm part human! I just mostly take after my dad, so I'm oozy like most people."

She tosses the ball back "Why do you need a knife made outta super special metal? Why not just get a regular knife?"
Peter
*Half ooze, huh? That made sense, though Ulshia has never met one before. She caught the ball.*

"Adamantine is excellent at cutting, carving, slicing, chopping and any other synonyms you can think of. In fact, it's supernaturally good at slicing through non-living material. Which is good, because that's all I use for. I hear is slices steel like butter. Having a knife that can do that would be nice."

"You're half ooze, does that mean you can change shape?"

*Ulshia tosses back the ball.*
Stanley
Gelly catches the ball after a moment of fumbling.

"A little! I'm still learning. Mom says my ability to shift is kinda reined in by my human bits but I CAN become a puddle for a bit if I need to. I'm no where near as good as dad though. They can become all kindsa stuff!"

She forgets to toss the ball back before asking "Oh so are you like, a carpenter?"
Peter
"No. I am not a carpenter. I'm a baker. While I don't use my dagger for cooking, I still get out often and find myself in situations where I'd like to cut something. If that something isn't a person, then having a dagger that's good at cutting things that aren't people will be useful."

"You didn't toss the ball back."
Stanley
"Oh right!" She tosses the ball back "What's your specialty?"
Peter
"Nuh uh. You already asked your question. My turn now. What do *You* Do? What's your profession, if you've got one."

*Ulshia caught the ball and began bouncing it off the cave floor.*
Stanley
"Uhhhh. Mostly cookin'! I do odd jobs here and there. Getting into alchemistin' a bit but it's slow goin'!"

She takes another drink from her water jug.