Nothing happened for a moment... then the cheese floated up in the air seemingly of its own accord. Rayne blinked and when she opened her eyes a Pixie was hovering in the air, holding the cheese in his hand. The fey creature resembled a miniature human only two feet tall, with iridescent gossamer wings flapping behind his back. He was boyishly cute, with a messy mop of green hair and dressed in matching green shirt and pants.<br/><br/>Now that Rayne had identified the creature as a Pixie, she could recall a few more useful tidbits about Pixies. They could become invisible or visible at will and their fey natures protected them from physical harm except from the hated cold iron weapons. As magical beings they had innate knowledge of a few simple spell-like abilities and also the ability to resist magic. Pixies could create Pixie Dust, a magical substance which when applied to an arrow could imbue it with the ability to make victims charmed, lose memories, or fall asleep.<br/><br/>"Ivebeenwatchingyouforsometimeyoudroveoffthosenastygiantwaspssoyoucantbeallbadforabigfolk anywaysitsnicetoknowyouhaveasenseofhumorbecausethelastpersontoclimbthisspiredidntappreciateit<br/>butImgettingaheadofmyselfsothankyouforthischeeseitsdeliciousbythewaynowwherearemymannersmynameisDeuxionwhoareyou?" The Pixie said extremely rapidly and all in one breath, pausing to take several deep breaths of much-needed air after that.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>(When in doubt, you can roll d20 for a Knowledge check and let me add the appropriate modifier for the situation)<br/>(Roll Diplomacy if needed - the pixie is currently<em>indifferent</em>in attitude)