After their long hike, she's feeling a bit bored. These caves had, it seemed, been hunted dry of most game- her rations were steadily less appealing by the meal, though not unappealing enough to be seriously inclined to supplement her diet with one of her friends no matter how sweet they smell. When they reach the heated areas, the naga basks in the warmth; she'd never turn down a good sauna, it felt far too good on her scales. Infinitely better than a snowstorm. The only issue was, up ahead things appear to get too hot even for the cold-blooded and demonic among them, and they appear to have finally found company. "Hello!" The naga calls, smiling in an amiable manner. "We're just passing through." Seeing them coming quickly, she figures they're probably not intending to give them gifts, but she feels as though she ought to give them a chance anyway. "How do you do today? My name's Eurikova. Is this the way to the..." she trails off, eyes narrowing as she tenses up.<br/><br/>[[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/361680">Diplomacy</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+12</span><span style="font-weight: bold">21</span>. If they keep coming, I'll be popping a ki point and doing vanishing trick to go invisible for a round.<br/><br/>AC: 22, HP: 80/80, Fort +7 / Refl + 16 / Will +5. 26 CMD (28 vs grapples)]]