"Well..." Kahmori scratches himself behind one ear, looking just a little bit sheepish "No *REAL* consequences, unless we break too much of their stuff. Then, they might get a bit..y'know..angry. Fines...meh. Easy enough to dodge, especially if you don't plan on being in town long."<br/><br/>Kahmori stares towards the street with a sort of...strange look on his face. A mixture of anger and glee. The way he ran his tongue along his lips and across those sharp, glistening teeth was very un-nerving "Yes. The fort. I...have had disagreement with a certain 'Lady' within. More than one, actually. She's...grown quite tired of my presence. Unfortunantly...she is too powerful for me alone. I can't confront her - i will lose, unless i get lucky. Get a dozen guards around me, and i don't care how lucky i get - i won't be getting out of that place alive. One day, though...one day, she is going to get the same trip she's given to so many others. A short ride down a long throat. I am going to personally...personally...see to that.." He clenches his fist, his eyes narrowing dangerously. It looked like he was quite ready to run off and try it right at that second.<br/><br/>Just as suddenly as that expression crosses his face, though, he turns his head back to Chrrou, smiling faintly - once more, the friendly vulpine the mouse had met a half-hour ago "As for that 'place'....well, a safe place for you and your friends to stay. I'd have to talk to the owner about it, of course. I'm kinda allowed around - just too many folks might draw attention. I'd certainly be willing to speak to her on your behalf, though. I'm sure she would not mind, if you didn't do too much to draw alot of attention to yourselves. And, it just so happens...i *HAVE* been in town for a while. I know the layout, the run of the place, well enough. I know of a few slaver groups around here that cause trouble, a few merc groups, that sort of thing. Too numerous for me alone, but i pick their numbers down every so often. Not had much luck, lately.." He whispers, placing a hand on his stomach.<br/><br/>"Ahem." He waves a hand dismissivly, as if all of that information didn't matter "I'll tell you what. I'll give you information - there is no price for it. If you are going to use it to cause a bit of trouble around here, stir up the pact-breakers...not only do you have a friend in me..!" He jabs a thumb into his chest, grinning down at the mouse. He seemed so child-like, so eager and excitable. Surprizingly gentle and friendly for one of his size - a large predator "But, all the information i possess is yours. How is that? If you want to help me with the pact-breakers within as a bonus...well, i won't turn that down!"<br/><br/>"Although...Ideally...there will not be a fight at all. If i can get those chains off of her...i can escape with her. So...if i can smooth-talk my way into their little conversation, make them an offer they can't refuse...or just distract them long enough...well, you get the idea! I'd just love to have a bit of backup, in case things - you know - go wrong. Now...let's see..."<br/>He looks down at himself. Eight feet tall. Snow-white fur "They know my looks. So...while you situate your gear..." He sits down once more, slings his pack into his lap, and begins to remove a handful of items. A small mirror. A bit of charcoal. And a small briefcase-looking box, which he opens and begins to remove a few choice items. A few long, brownish-black teeth. Curled whiskers. Some sort of adhesive to attach them. A long, blackish-gray robe that looks about two feet too short for him, and a few other items.<br/><br/>"I will situate my looks. Hmmm....let's see here.." He peers down into the little mirror...and begins to work.<br/><br/><br/>((Ideally, i'd like to 'take 20' with my disguise while Chrrou is situating his gear. I'd assume it would give me enough time to come up with something pretty decent. I'll put two different checks down - one for a 'take 20' roll, which i'd prefer to use if it is allowed...the other for my normal roll, which i'll use if it is not allowed. Figured they'd likely not let Kahmori get close enough to the table to do anything, if they know who, exactly, he is. Which, i dunno one way or the other. :3 Here goes! Also, new dice-roller! ))<br/><br/>((Disguise - Take 20. 20+12+4)) ((<span style="font-weight: bold">Total</span>36)) ((Spot DC =<span style="font-weight: bold">36</span>))<br/><br/>((Disguise - Roll(1d20)+16:<br/>16,+16<br/>Total:32))<br/>((<span style="font-weight: bold">Total</span>32)) ((Spot DC =<span style="font-weight: bold">32</span>))