<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/2vtQHDS.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>"Arty" Fellbrook</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=311048.msg15089568#msg15089568)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Caravan, On Horseback<br/><strong>HP:</strong>42 / 42<br/><strong>AC:</strong>24<strong>Touch:</strong>15<strong>Flat Footed:</strong>19<strong>CMD:</strong>19<br/><strong>Resist:</strong>Electricity 5, Cold 5, Acid 5<br/><strong>Fort:</strong>+4<strong>Reflex:</strong>+3<strong>Will:</strong>+6<br/><strong>Perception:</strong>+10 [Darkvision 60ft]<strong>Initiative:</strong>+2 [Current: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=140047)]<br/><strong>Spells Remaining:</strong><em>1st Level:</em>6 / 8<em>2nd Level:</em>5 / 5<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Uxia was...tricky, at times. She wasn't unintelligent, most certainly, and what she said made sense. But she missed a big, big detail; time. Yeah, of course, if none of the masters servants returned, then sure. They would assume that they had all been killed, and that a hunt was underway. But there were a lot of unknown factors there; first off, how long would it take them to realise that their servants had been defeated? Perhaps the "rats," as she put it, had dragged their heels. Perhaps they were reticent to attack - Dretch were consummate cowards, after all, and he wouldn't put it past them to delay an attack until more of their quarry was asleep, or until more of them had steeled their nerves - or perhaps the Mercenaries were simply putting up a bigger fight than their master had anticipated. Surely, he wouldn't immediately leap to the conclusion that they'd all been killed if they were five or ten minutes late in returning. That was a leap of logic that most powerful sorcerers and demons alike - being as generally arrogant as they were - wouldn't initially make. There were lots of holes in Uxia's thinking, and frankly, they didn't have the time for him to point them all out. So...yeah. She was kinda right, but also kinda wrong. He'd keep it simple, for times sake.<br/><br/><strong>"Yeah, ok, fine. Yeah, when they don' come back, they'll assume tha' they're all dead. Y' ain't wrong. But we killed these things in...what? 30 seconds, mebbe a minute, neh?"</strong>It was about that, at any rate.<strong>"D'y' reckon that that was what they expected? Most'a the guys here're like...low level mercenaries at best, yeah? So they wouldn't be able to kill all'a the Dretch in such short'a time. As long as they don' return, well, there's a chance that their master is assumin' that they're takin' their time, maybe they got lost - Dretch ain't the sharpest tools in the shed, after all - maybe they're hesitatin' in their attack 'cause they're such bloody cowards."</strong>He shrugged.<strong>"Either way, there's a chance that their master isn't jumpin' t' that conclusion. If my cats're five, mebbe ten minutes late, I'll get curious, but I ain't gonna immediately assume that they're all dead. They <em>might</em> just be late. If one runs int' his room screamin' that his mates all got killed, well, now I <em>know</em> that they're all dead. Five'r ten minutes might not be much, but it's better than nothing. And if y're right and they somehow already know we're comin', well...we didn' gain anythin' from killin' it, sure. But we didn' lose anythin' neither. So I have a mental exercise for you, Uxia."</strong>He looked at her, frowning a little, as if genuinely curious.<strong>"Y' have two options. One option, y' don' get an advantage. The other option, you <em>might</em> get 'n advantage, or you might <em>not.</em> If y' don't, it's identical t' the first option. If y' do, it's <em>better</em> than th' first option. Which one do ya take?"</strong><br/><br/>He glanced at Bear and Myranda, then, blinking sharply in surprise. Well. That's one way to end the discussion.<strong>"Not that it matters now, I s'ppose."</strong>He looked back at Uxia with a wry, lopsided grin.<strong>"Don' be catty now, Uxi. Y' can't always be getting your way."</strong>He gave a small laugh and a shake of his head.<strong>"Well, ain't no point arguin' now, now is there? We should check on the mercenaries 'n the caravan, make sure errybody's ok before movin' out. I don't reckon this place is safe anymore, 'n whatever we decide to do, <em>they</em> need to be movin' ASAP."</strong>He took a step towards the camp, eyes looking over to try and figure out what was going on over there.