<div class="floatleft">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/ae2011d2d9f5cb251a71741e389dffd9/tumblr_p04fsfLjAm1tk4029o2_r1_1280.jpg)</div>The green skin was in fact no stinkier than anyone else who had spent a month on a ship. Not that bell would likely get close enough to get a good sniff (being polite, Gaz would have returned the favor.)<strong>"Good,"</strong>she had announced to the captain, then paused.,<strong>"...What's a... pet?"</strong>She'd heard humans use the word 'belongings' before, and had a rough idea what that meant, but that was a new one. After the inevitable explanation that some animals were not for eating, despite being very tasty, while others, 'strays" were okay to eat, even if they were the same kind of animal, it was settled that the major distinction was that a pet lived in a house like a person. Why people lived in houses, Gaz decided not to ask, the captain was seeming impatient and, tell you the truth so was she. So<em>eventually</em>they were dismissed. She took Ci'ona's hand in both of hers, sniffing the palm curiously, then letting go, seemingly puzzled at the gesture.<strong>"Call me Gaz, like I said."</strong>She looked up at the eladrin, then up at all the other women, and gave a very wide, somewhat buck-toothed smile.<strong>"You're all so <em>small!</em> Don't worry; Gaz has your backs!"</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The hike up to the tower was easy going. of course, Gaz was so light on her feet, in her cat-skin "armor' that you might think she could just bounce to the front of the tower without even a slight winding. Maybe she actually<em>could</em>, if it weren't for the large hammer she was bringing along. She bared her teeth and hissed when the tower shimmered out of the moonlight.<strong>"I hate when they do that,"</strong>she announced matter-of-factly as they finished their approach. When Missy sniffed at the door, she followed suit, nudging it with her shoulder. When it refused to budge, she hefted her hammer, brought it up over her head... and paused as Missy began... saying whatever that was.<br/><br/>Gaz was confused. In that time, the lasso went up and caught at the top of the tower.<strong>"Oh, look at you, being smart. That's exactly what I was going to do! Good idea."</strong>She makes as if the hammer-raising was just a little exercise she does, bending side-to-side with it still raised overhead, before re-securing it to the harness on her back. Using her hands and feet both - apparently goblins have very agile toes - she clambered up the rope with little struggle at all, and onto the balcony. when Justine drew her weapon, so did Gaz. First though, she stepped forward, and cupped one of her long, pointed ears to the glass, listening intently, then shaking her head.<strong>"Dun' hear nothin'. Let's smash it and get in."</strong>She took up her hammer... and just used the butt of it to pop the rusted old latch free. "Smash" comes in many sizes, and this is just the smallest demonstration of her power over the concept.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception +0</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2017-12-11 04:34:36, Gaz (uid: 27361) rolls: 1d20 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=111277)</div></div>