Smiling up at the three upstanding citizens, as I have to since I am only 5 feet tall. Listening in on their talk about how they know a mage around in this here parts, wiggling my cute bunny butt from side to side and smiling even harder at such a thought. But then again, taking a look around this small farming village, the idea of there being a mage who could help me seems rather unlikely! Pouting at the three of them, sticking out my chest and trying to be intimidating.<strong>"It isn't nice to trick people like this boys! Very very naughty!"</strong>Wagging a finger at them and starting to spout off nonsense over how honesty and the truth make for a healthy person.<br/><br/>(nat 20 on sense motive.)