"Be treated as you deserve"? Kisara had heard less ambiguous phrasing from merchants dodging a customs checkpoint. As they sat down, she gave Maur-Azur a smile that had sharp edges. "Your generous hospitality will be remembered, my Lord, and your treatment of us repaid in kind. The Children of the Unconquered Sun do not forget their debts lightly." Grandmother Mnemon couldn't have done better.<br/><br/>Okay, she probably could have, but she wasn't here.<br/><br/>She sat down and looked at the food spread before them, the luxuriously stuffed eel, the rich wine, the delicately seasoned clams. In the palace of the Sea Lord, being feasted in a way her family would envy, and she felt fairly sure it was a trap. But it shouldn't be, right? This should have been the wedding feast . . . ugh!<br/><br/>Picking up a glass and thanking the seahorse-man who had served it to her, she looked at the rest of the group before studying the food again, more intently. She might be able to survive a poisoning, and maybe Zavros - big fellows took a lot of poison to kill - but the other two might not. Maybe . . . well, she wasn't a trained poison sniffer, but she might be able to figure things out by the mannerisms of the sea-folk.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dice Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kisara wants to see if there's danger, whether poison or some other type of skullduggery. So I rolled! I'm assuming Wisdom is the applicable attribute, and Awareness would count (which just means she can't be surprised).<br/>At 2020-03-07 10:42:45, Ivory Dawn (uid: 67904) rolls: 1d20 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=145109) 20 + 2 = 22</div></div>