[b][i]The Chief Maid[/i][/b] had sat quietly during the ride, occasionally checking her things for necessities. She had a bit of everything with her; first aid kit, previsions, weapons, camping gear, various books and tomes, fishing gear, a map. That was just a tip of the things she had. The last thing she checked on was her twenty-sided dice; the very thing that decided her fate. And soon her fate would be tested; they ran into a bandit bridge. Miri, their party leader of sorts, taunted the bandits but than quickly became meek when she discovered that she didn't have much money on her. She heard Trakel suggest that he could pass off as the money they needed, but [b][i]The Chief Maid[/i][/b] had her own idea. She rolled to Bluff.

[b]"Gentlemen, surely you can see that we are merely refugees of war. We have nothing of value on us. There is no need to waste time trying to squeeze water from a stone, or money from us."[/b] [b][i]The Chief Maid[/i][/b] let her natural charisma flow, her voice soothing and alluring, but also firm. She leaned out of the wagon and showed off some of her more... Appealing assets, but kept her tentacles (And some of the knives hidden within them) out of sight of the bandits. In the event that they still will resort to violence, [b][i]The Chief Maid[/i][/b] was not going to allow herself to be caught off guard.