Cassandra listens to raccoon’s explanation and then nods with a warm smile “Well, obviously you should go back and tell your friends, that their operations are over here. You see, when some low-ranked noble loses a bit of jewelry – it’s one thing. But if someone would attack a train full of nobles on a mission from empress – it’s a whole different sort of things. I believe that it’s either called war or rebellion – depending on whether or not you are considered to be part of empire or not. I don’t know whether empress would move her troops here or not, but I don’t think that in any case our House would ignore that sort of harassment. One of my relatives have developed an interesting concoction lately – when released – it produces a thick, heavy fog that causes anyone, who touches it to mutate in a horrible way. Half of your pretty face would melt, all your body would be twisted and turned in a most unnatural way, covered with boils, dripping with contact poison that would cause same mutation in everyone whom you’d touch and agonizing pain would cloud your mind, until shattering it completely. And the only relief – a very brief one - would be in consumption of flesh, so you’d shamble towards places, that you’d be still able to remember, those that were most important for you – your home village, your relatives and friends, seeking to infect or consume them, trying to prolong your existence – but in any case you’d be dead two weeks after the first exposure…” She pauses, to let the raccoon soak in the description of horrors she is telling her, before adding “And he was pestering the Matriarch for some time already, asking to provide him with some material to see how it would work outside of contained laboratory environment. Of course, we can’t let anything like that loose on well-behaving territories, but on some hostile or rebellious one… why not? What do you think, Alexis?” she turns to address the wolfess “Won’t it be glorious to see such a large experiment conducted?”<br/><br/>At this point Sairif touched her mistress’s arm, to tell her “I don’t think that we have time for this, as they seem to be trying to surround us”, which caused her mistress to chuckle “In that case, we’d better hope that our dear raccoon friend has some sort of a signal to stop that… Or, maybe, that she won’t have it and let our house to do what we want with offenders?”<br/>Despite of her seemingly-cheerful voice, Cassandra slid her right hand to half-open her cloak and place it on the hilt of her rapier, revealing a tight suit of leather and chainmail hugging her body – which was nicely emphasizing her curves and, to be honest, revealed more of them than something build to protect people was expected to reveal… on the other side – it was sparking with tiny bits of magic, visible even for those, who didn’t have any special magic affinity – so, probably, it could fulfill its purpose.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/345309">Intimidation (regular)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d4-2</span><span style="font-weight: bold">-1</span><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/345310">Intimidation (wild)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">2</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">After a bit of thinking - I've decided to use a benny and try to reroll this one</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/345315">Intimidation 2nd try (regular)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d4</span><span style="font-weight: bold">2</span>(-2, forgot to add)<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/345317">Intimidation 2nd try (wild)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">5</span><br/>+ 4 charisma if it can be applied