"Indeed...would you be Walthus?" Rimeera asked the halfling, wrinkling her nose again, and trying, if possible, to stay upwind of him. Seeing his condition, she frowned. "Did something happen? You look rather the worse for wear. Oh, I'm Rimeera Sylaris, and I believe you know Natya."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Due to OOC comments...I'm rolling a Sense Motive pre-emptively. Go ahead and apply it where it makes the most sense. 15+10=25