<div class="floatright">(http://d.facdn.net/art/koveliana/1519934935/1519934935.koveliana_7686.png)</div>Brin let out a small sigh as she watched the others fall asleep for a short while before digging through her bag. The sounds of the night were temporarily mixed with the sound of various supplies being shuffled about the backpack before finally Brin found what she had been looking for. The young tiefling smiled as she held the cheesecloth wrapped assortment of mixed dried foods in her hand, carefully unwrappinging it, pulling out a small dried cake before beginning to gnaw on the hard honeys treat with her pointed fangs, busying herself with her meal for a time.<br/><br/>A good time had passed after Brin's meal, and sitting alone in the dark was beginning to bore her, so she once again rummaged through her pack taking out her grooming kit. Brin picked tiny bits of her meal from her teeth, scrubbing them with cleaning powder, picking dirt from beneath her nails and brushing her hair to pass the time. As Brin did her best to clean herself she felt something... off... Perhaps if Brin had been paying more attention she would have known what was amiss, but she had not. Brin looked around the dark uneasily, her brush still in her hair, contemplating getting up to wake the others but deciding that it would be rude to wake them just because she felt uncomfortable. Brin hugged Morenas cloak tighter around her shoulders for comfort, before her eyes widened in surprise.<br/><br/>There was a part of the acrobat that wanted her to yell for help at the sight of the stranger before her, but for some reason she couldn't find her voice in the moment. Brin stumbled onto her hooves, accidentally knocking her backpack over as her eyes quickly observed the stranger, her eyes drawn to the blade as it twirled with each toss before her eyes were drawn to his scarred face.<br/><br/>Brin tilted her head ever so slightly at the man's statement, chuckling as she began to relax. "Oh by the heavens! You scared me half to death!" She said with a long relieved sigh. "I thought you were a robber of some kind..." She said before following his gaze, looking at the chest before jumping in surprise at the sight of the two men pointing their crossbows at her companions in her tent. "H-hey! Put those away! You might hurt somebody!" She chastised fearfully before calming herself and turning back to smile at the man in silk.<br/><br/>"I-I'm terribly sorry... There seems to have been a misunderstanding. You're with Mr. Bob's archeological expedition yes?" She asked with a genuinely friendly smile filled with knives. "We were sent to bring some supplies to you but we ran into a bit of trouble when one of the wheels on our wagon broke." She said as she gestured to the broken wheel in a rather leasurely manor. "And that caused the chest to fall out and bash itself against a rock, we weren't trying to steal anything." She explained before thinking. "Um... By the way, if it isn't impolite of me to ask, why does Mr. Bob need a chest full of treasures?" She asked curiously before shaking the question away from her head.<br/><br/>"No matter, if you wouldn't mind, you've come at a perfect time, we could really use your help fixing our wheel, if we can repair the damage we can get Mr. Bob the supplies first thing in the morning, and perhaps you and your friends could come with us? The packs we were given are frightfully heavy..." She said with a smile before looking at the men in leather armor with a glare. "I said put those away! Please, you could really hurt someone with those things."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Diplomacy</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2018-11-03 19:19:49, Ambrinadine (uid: 58138) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=126144)</div></div>