Jo rubbed the little bear's head vigorously, a smile spread across her lips as she regarded the comments about Beo. She smiled down at the bear too. "Well he's saved my life a fair number of times," she said. "Lot more to him than looks let on."<br/><br/>She took the rest of the mead in with one big gulp. It was a strong, rough drink. Far from the elegant liquors of her homeland. When the mug had been placed back down, she turned to follow the demon up the staircase. She doesn't want any of the other employees butting in and noticing her though:<br/><br/>Move Silently<br/>1d20+28 → [16,28] = (44)<br/><br/>And she will search for Elda:<br/>1d20+14 → [12,14] = (26)<br/><br/>When she finds the demon, she will step in quietly, "Fought your kind before, never alone mind you--they tend to be rather strong...course I've never had much use for strength and brute force."[/]<br/><br/>Jo brushed the dark strands of hair back from her shoulder, "Tell me, what's made you see the error of your former life?"