"...Hi." Vilo said from atop a seat on the table, lifting her hand limply up with an awkward wave, "I'm... uh, Viloet Hornblower."<br/><br/>"I mean," She started, hopping down and nearly losing her balance, "I'm with the Malchanceux Health Inspectors Unit! I just got here to investigate a dire emergency about your ale, but when I came in all I found was these there leprechauny folk."<br/><br/>"So!" The halfling said, putting her hands on her hips and looking up at them. She stuck her chest out to make her look more threatening, but it just had the opposite effect, "<em>What</em>do you boys have to say for yourselves!?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bluff Check!</div><div class="spoiler_body">13! ...Really? (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3085447/)<br/><br/>Oh well. She's not trying to really pull one over on them anyways, she's just compulsively a fibber. Especcially if it exagerates her importance.</div></div>