<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>Rolling Insight = 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158703)<br/><hr/><br/>Darius stumbled as the impish fairy lady decided to tackle her passenger from behind, throwing him off balance, but fortunately not enough to send him toppling over into the muck.  He shot a disgruntled look over his shoulder, letting out a huff as he readjusted his grip on Frore's thighs before plodding onwards.  Then he looked back again, this time in a mixture of exasperation and disbelief.<br/><br/>"Oh, certainly," he replied to his companion dryly.  "She seems positively over the moon for you."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Do you ever stop?"  Darius asked, clearly mortified, his cheeks a bright shade of pink thanks to Frore's teasing.  Despite this he managed to take stock of the various religious iconography that he managed to spot about the place.  He imagined the swamp was a wonderful way to smuggle goods off the beaten path, but what struck him as interesting was the apparent deity of the orcs.  He knew it was a different world, but that didn't stop him from being surprised.  He was then distracted when Eli used her magic to clean them off, and splash Frore in the face.<br/><br/>"Why do people insist on such crude attempts at humor?"  He asked with a groan, the fae lady having made another quip about him being "ridden" and such, causing his blush to darken a bit.  Still, he got a good chuckle out of the mischief against Frore, and his friend was kind enough to dry him and Kalinta off, which he was thankful for.<br/><br/>"You're a gem, my dear," he told Frore before having a seat, intending to take a load off for a bit.  The arrival of food was, of course, welcome, and he said as much as he started to dig in.  Frore certainly seemed to be enjoying the meal.  The bullywug, Jes, approached them about being their guide, for a reasonable price no less.  That made him a little suspicious, but that might just be Frore rubbing off on him.<br/><br/>"Your offer is certainly appreciated, Jes," he told her kindly, pausing in the enjoyment of his meal so he wouldn't be talking with his mouth full.  "And if we do take you on as a guide, I do not believe you would need to fight, but who is to say what the future will bring?"  He glanced at the others.  "What do you all think?  I believe it could be worth the coin, all things considered."  The bit about the local politics was also useful, and he suppressed the urge to let out a groan, hoping they wouldn't be mistaken for people from the Empire due to the presence of Frore and himself.