<div class="floatright">(http://i610.photobucket.com/albums/tt183/GhostwheelX/Misc/Capture_zpsf2lu6zbx.png)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dellim, Half-Elf Oracle</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP</strong> 43/43 / <strong>Init</strong> +5<br/><strong>AC</strong> 25 / <strong>Touch</strong> 12 / <strong>Flat-Footed</strong> 24 / <strong>CMD</strong> 16<br/><strong>Fort</strong> +5 / <strong>Ref</strong> +3 / <strong>Will</strong> +4<br/><strong>Perception</strong> +5 / <strong>Sense Motive</strong> -1<br/><hr/><strong>Spells:</strong><br/><strong>1st Level:</strong> 8/8<br/><strong>2nd Level:</strong> 4/4<br/></div></div><hr/>"Let's see if they're friendly instead, I don't think it would make a very good impression sneaking up on them, and their sharp noses might give us away," Dellim said, a slight giggle escaping his mouth as he felt the winds of Pandemonium rising and falling eerily around him. It was all very strange, how this place worked, and it made him supremely uncomfortable being in a place so... well, foreign. He supposed that this was as far from home as he had ever been, and wondered if he would ever be able to get back. It was a strange, twisty path he now took, but he hoped that there would be some shelter at its end, and that he would one day see his sister once more, not to speak of the rest of those who would be under his rule.<br/><br/>"Greetings," he calls to the gnolls, coming into full view and hiding his distaste not only for them but particularly for he whom they had rendered helpless with all the ropes. He wondered at the brackish water it had taken in, as well as its effects, and found no need to ask for a sip of his own, though a part of him wondered if they had any fresh vegetables around. Taking a look, he summarized that this was probably not the case. "We are travelers in search of an expedition that came this way. We would happily make our way through your camp, with your permission, and continue on our way leaving nothing and no mark behind. Has any of you perchance seen others who are less-than-furred making their way around here? Directions would be helpful, but not necessary, and we will be glad to leave you and yours without making a fuss or any problems for you," he says, trying to put on a confident front without being overbearing.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hoping it's fine that someone explained the reason they're here to him so we don't have to waste another round of posts on that :-P<br/><br/>Diplomacy: 14 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4783957/)</div></div>