<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e7/af/9b/e7af9bca1b1ced9b769f118e91d8de3b.jpg)</div>Ser Darius Brightwood (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339780.msg16108540#msg16108540)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Battle Actions</span><br/><strong>Movement:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><strong>Bonus Action:</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Religion check with Guidance = 1d20+2 = 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158635), 1d4 = 1 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158636) for a total of 15<br/><hr/>Darius was glad he wasn't having some sort of sensory hallucination, the others able to pick up the scent of the cooking food as they all proceeded through the muck and mire of the swamp.  Marsh?  He didn't really know what differentiated them from each other, if he was being perfectly honest.  He chuckled a bit when Frore complimented him and ruffled his hair, giving his head a shake to get the pale locks out of his eyes once she'd finished having her fun.  Unfortunately she wasn't the only one intent on having a bit of a lark.  Eli came fluttering over after she'd finished teasing poor Shade, poking at Frore and making suggestions on what she should be doing on his back, causing his cheeks to pinken as he tried to tune them out.<br/><br/>"W-wha—"  He sputtered a bit when Eli turned her teasing on him, the pink of his cheeks darkening to red as she decided to accentuate her own assets in front of him.  He caught himself staring, eyes swiftly darting away as his blush only grew worse as a result of Eli's efforts.  Thankfully she moved on, causing him to let out a gusty sigh when Frore acted all offended that she was the one having to fight for his attention.  "Oh, hush, you imp.  If that had really bothered you, you would've done something about it."  Salvation came in the discovery of some sort of settlement, a kind of rest stop for travelers from the looks of it.<br/><br/>"Yes, hello and good day to you," Darius called out in a greeting of his own, smiling as the thought of getting his boots out of the muck for a bit appealed to him greatly.  "We won't offer violence unless it is to defend ourselves, you have my word on that."  He turned so Frore could get off his back and onto the platform, climbing up after her once she'd done so.  "Yes, we followed our noses, as it were."  He smirked as he side-eyed Frore.  "If you ask the large man nicely, and offer him some money, I bet he'd be willing to part with some of that fried meat~"