<span style="font-style: italic">With her excellent roll to spot, Yasha of course will gain some more details beyond just not being frightened by the sabretooth cats. Exceptionally high rolls should give exceptionally useful results even if they do happen to occur with baffling frequency in this game. In this case it'll be treated more or less as if there was a successful knowledge check combined into it.</span><br/><br/>Yasha, her nerves and intuition already piqued and placed into a state of high alert by that skulking human, quickly scans the approaching beasts and their drawn apparatus for details... After all, though it only takes a moment to notice the tiny, thin collars, that does NOT necessarily mean she and her new keen-eared friend were not in danger (a friend who was likewise oblivious to the newcomers' identity and also knows/notices all of).<br/><br/>They take note of the following: beyond the collars, these beasts are immaculately groomed and in perfect health, with no missing or broken teeth or battle scars. It can be surmised that they are actually relatively pampered, tame pets from the civilized lands. Furthermore, they take notice that the oversized sleigh has several prominent crests intricately forged from solid platinum and cobalt. They also notice another potentially important detail; not only does the sleigh incorporate what look to be magical runes, but there is a collection of hefty, leather-bound books in the back along with all of the survival supplies. Those in and of themselves can be a threat, but more worrisome is the unstrung great-bow carefully packed in the rear along with a quiver. And when the traveler driving it hops down to the floor, there is a loud jingle from a pouch at their side that can only be a great quantity of coins. Based on the type of outfitting, this traveler no doubt hails from the lands of the Skadi.<br/><br/>Aside from the details of the driver herself, as she approaches, Yasha and Thumper notice that even though the visitor is making a show of ignoring them, she pulled right up to them in a way that was intentionally provocative, despite having plenty of other places to park her primitive vehicle. The lurking duelist looks very annoyed by this new arrival but says nothing, backing up towards one of the walls and watching from a distance, looking over his shoulder and seemingly deciding if he should leave or not.<br/><br/>Pulling off her cloak and letting it drop down behind her back, and setting aside the mask and scarf, she reveals herself to be a surprisingly delicate-looking woman for her larger-than-usual size. "You there. Rabbit. You look like you work here. Or you, squirrel - you have a rustic look about you, yah? Tell me - did a one Duchess Glana of House Taileton pass through here today? She has been ignoring my correspondence and avoiding me - a reckoning shall come tomorrow morn..." she says, muttering the last part (though rather loudly). "Find a half-worthy place for me to sleep in this ugly structure and I'll give you each five-fold of a day's pay in gold."<br/><br/>Back with Celrie, meanwhile, the white bat seemed more and more pleased with each bit of esoteric knowledge that she mentioned in passing. Yvonne gave a satisifed nod. "Oh yesss... my darling, I think I should greatly like to speak with you at length about the subject. Perhaps I can stay in this town long enough to show you some intriguing uses those historical curiosities might be put to, as well. And perhaps, in return, you can... open my mind to certain possibilities as well." she took Celrie's hand for just a moment, squeezing it affectionately and giving a very subtle, affectionate wink. "In fact, as lovely and kind a girl as you are, I wonder... did you seek this place out so that you might profit from some of the unique arcane phenomena here and pieces of history which have long gone ignored and buried? Or was it really as simple as you being available when some distant Empress needed to grab another fist-full of land and put some new nobles in charge of it? Well... I suppose it matters little."<br/><br/>Turning away and giving a tiny, almost coy flap of her wing, she looked towards the commotion coming from another end of the loading bay. "Hmm... I think I hear some of your party getting restless. I feel the same way, in fact.... I think I shall accompany you to Catspaw when you go, if you have the space on your train. I have but little baggage. Of course, I expect no special treatment, and I'll pay a monthy tax on whichever little scrap of land I settle on like anyone else. Might you show me aboard the train, if it is possible?"