OOC: I thought all the orcs got eaten, or did we carry one with us?<br/>(I just realized how cynical one could get if hanged around the same voracious predatorious group all day.)<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Jules</span><br/><br/>Jules lifted an eyebrow as he saw the sudden eagerness of the orc. He couldn't tell whether or not the orc was coming on to him, suffering from a sexual withdrawal or planning something devious. She might also be envious of the action that all the other members in the party seemed to be getting.<br/>He eyed her from her toes to her eyes, casually resting his eyes on her hips and bosom, he paused however when reaching her fanged mouth which he knew was flexible enough to swallow a man whole if given the chance.<br/><br/>Perception: 1d20+10=27 (check for liars traits?)<br/>(Probably could have rolled knowledge for orcish loser habits, but I'm not sure how relevant that is.)<br/><br/>"Forgive me for being cautious, but I do not take lightly to sexual advances from someone who has attack my group earlier and is most likely to eat any of us if given the opportunity." He held his hand on the hilt of his sword. He had not survived this long among predators by being naive.<br/>"Or are you perhaps trying to get on my good side for when the cat, dragon or snake gets hungry again?"