<div class="floatright">(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RrqNNvNJBeY/TYNchRFtrhI/AAAAAAAABQI/pKes4Q2WIKM/s1600/Flawless_by_Ricardo_Guimaraes.jpg)</div>She ignored the Heroine of Justice, certain the adventuress would follow the boisterous dwarven warrior into the unknown. With an exaggerated sigh, Lydia regarded both scribes with obvious irritation, her gaze flicking back and forth to follow their explanation.<br/><br/>"Who is it you are seeking?" the inquisitor demanded sharply. "I am Calistria's servant, sent to root out heresy in whatever form it might take... and if either of you is with-holding vital information... it will not go well for you."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Intimidation (at least I didn't fumble)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Lydia rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total<br/>Comment: Intimidation Roll<br/>Result: 2, <br/>Total: 13</div></div><br/>It was hardly her most impressive performance, and the scribes seemed more interested in their personal argument than in aiding the goddess' servant. She glared at them both for a moment longer, gloved fingers fidgeting with the pommel of her curve blade. Then she turned and stalked after her comrades, Belgana's voice still audible even at this distance.<br/><br/><em>Slime, scales and glowing eyes, really wasn't much to go on!</em><br/><br/>The half-elf's thoughts drifted back to her training, the long hours slumped over musty books only punctuated by the crack of Sister Evangeline's crop. Lydia shivered, while her thighs accidently brushed together with every step.<br/><br/><em>What manner of beasty would fit this description?</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Monster Identification</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Lydia rolled: 1d20, adding 5 to the total<br/>Comment: Identify Monster<br/>Result: 3, <br/>Total: 8</div></div><br/>She shook her head, unable to recall even the most basic of her lessons on the forms of fiends... Nothing seemed to stick. Except the spiders... She shivered again, then gritted her teeth and stepped after the other adventuresses.<br/>