<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Stranger's Perception Check</div><div class="spoiler_body">Your total roll is 17 and a mod of 13.</div></div><br/>The stranger creeping around the cart did not hear anyone trying to catch them unaware as they ransacked the cart. The mysterious cloaked figure threw Orrin and Bastel's equipment about, leaving it strewn about the floor of the vehicle. That came to an end as the cold metal of a pistol was pressed against her temple, stopping the wanton mess maker from doing anymore damage. Coughing a bit, as if to clear her throat, she began to speak."Who are you?"The stranger asked, not turning around to meet the gaze of her attacker. Her voice was one of pure seduction, as smooth as silk and as gentle as a lamb. it was certainly not the voice they had before hand, the gravel seeming to have been lifted from her throat..."Do you intend to just shoot me now? I know very well you aim one of those "pistols" at me...Please don't hurt me."She begged, sobbing quietly.