<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bc/Pip3.png)</div>Name: Epiphany "Pip" Dimath  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=285757.msg14068899#msg14068899)<br/>Location: Oleg's Trading Post<br/>Tagging: Everyone | Open<br/>Active Effects: None<br/>Initiative: +7<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 8/8 | AC: 13 (T: 13, FF: 10) | CMD: 13<br/>Speed: 30 ft | Perception Bonus: 0</div></div><hr/><br/>Skrum peered curiously back at the scorpion, still holding a bit of uneaten bread in its front paws, then hopped closer so he could reach out and set the remaining bread in front of his fellow familiar.  After putting the food down, he straightened and began diligently combing his whiskers with his paws, watching the arachnid in interest.  Pip, meanwhile, missed the entirety of this strange interaction as his attention was so deeply focused on presenting a non-threatening presence, eating his food and pretending as if he was utterly unaware that the frog was whipping her tongue around the table all willy-nilly.  Well, perhaps willy-nilly was an unfair assessment, since she had a<em>purpose</em>, though it<em>did</em>feel a bit...unnecessary.<br/><br/>Shooting a glance at her with a small, yet not harsh, frown of disapproval, his long, pierced ears twitched a bit toward Aaleyah and he nodded along in agreement with her.  He doubted their group would be what<em>anyone</em>sane would expect to have show up to fight a bunch of bandits.  And he wasn't even certain that they could do it, but he was willing to give it a shot, if<em>only</em>because so far the two humans hadn't booted him out on his ass or said anything scathing - or suggestive - about his race.  Though...<br/><br/>"A bit of planning seems like a very good idea.  I, for one, would best serve from a location where I'm not likely to get attacked.  But, if we can set up some sort of trap...perhaps something explosive near where they are likely to end up...but far enough from any buildings to avoid causing damage?  I'm quite good at blowing things up."  He nods with a bright smile that revealed teeth a shade too pointed and...gleaming, to be entirely reassuring.