<div class="floatleft">(http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/4926/nishkahead.jpg)</div><strong>OOC:</strong>Nishka tries to bluff the Sheriff<br/><br/>Nishka rolled: 1d20, adding 13 to the total, Result: 1, Total: 14 (Very sucky roll!)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Nishka looked down at the talking cat.<em>Oh, Ezra, I've gone mad. There's a cat. It's talking to me. I'm so scared that I must be losing my mind!</em>She blinked a few times, and the cat was still there.<br/><br/>Crazy or not, Nishka didn't feel safe. With all the zombies about, and the rumors of a carriage on its way, she wanted to get away; far, far away. She would have tried to escape already, except that the girl knew she couldn't make it on her own. The moment the zombies sensed her, she would be done for. But maybe this stranger was the key to her salvation. Nishka looked down at the cat again.<em>He certainly seems to think so.</em><br/><br/>Her mind was made, and Nishka acted without giving herself time to think her way out of the rash plan.<strong>"Umm, excuse me! Oh my, is that you?"</strong>Nishka walked forward quickly, tears welling up in her eyes.<strong> "Oh my, I thought...the dragonmen, that they...oh you're alive!"</strong>she began to sob, clinging close to Calypsa. Sniffling, she kissed the other woman on the cheek, and then whispered,<strong>"Play along if you want to live,"</strong>into her ear.<br/><br/>Finally, she let go of Calypsa, still crying, and turned to the Sheriff.<strong>"Oh thank you. Our lord, Count Strahd von Zarovich is truly merciful. You, and your agents, have saved my older sister. All I have left in this world. When the dragonmen attacked, she tried to lure some away from the Vistani camp, to save me and the Vistani. She's so,"</strong>and here Nishka stopped, really sobbing now.<strong>"She's so sweet, and selfless. Thank you so much for saving her!"</strong>Nishka fell to the ground at the man's feet, thanking him over and over again.