Natacia's keen ears pick up sounds in the distance...someone is coming! She isn't sure of the language but it isn't the common tongue, that at least she knows. She had only a few moments to decide, finally opting to get the jump on those approaching. Given what she's seen so far the people here are likely not going to be friendly, so diplomacy won't be an option. Silently she draws her blade, waiting in ambush.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perception</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: schnookums rolled: 1d20, adding 6 to the total<br/>Comment: Perception<br/>Result: 12,<br/>Total: 18</div></div>