Arlette looks around at the others attempting to catch their eye and motion for them to take her spot next to Landowe. Whilst she has enjoyed the conversation, there are others she's keen to learn from, and she's always willing to practice her fluency in Elvish. If anyone wants to take her spot, she...

DM Arlette looks back over the wagon items, curious as to their worth
Appraise Check
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Arlette energetically and gracefully leaps up to take the seat beside Landowe. "Boss man! Tell me about yourself." She often begins with inane questions when seeking information, people seem to open up a bit more and tell her interesting details when they think she cares to hear their life story. DM...

Arlette looks over at Kull, "ah, Orc-man, yes, you'll round our out merry band nicely - do you play an instrument? Never mind that, I am Arlette, presumptive leader of our collective. Join us, I believe Landowe is inside awaiting us."

Sense motive check 1d20+7 Assuming Arlette notices Hilda listening, she turns to her dwarven comrade, "is this the wife?" she motions to the lady dwarf listening in, then turns to address her directly, "Mrs Dwarf, would you like to join us in the Inn?" If Arlette doesn't notice, she continues to tal...

"Easy friend, easy" Arlette begins, swiftly moving out of the way of a potential bolt and gently placing her hand upon the front of the crossbow to lower it "you misheard me, a common mistake made by those not used to my accent" quickly adding an accent to her voice, "I said I *work for* Landowe; my...

"My dear Elf-man!" Arlette begins, already sensing hints of her facade failing, "of course I remember where we met! Let me paint you a picture dwarf," she slaps her hand arrogantly onto the dwarfs strong shoulder, "some moons ago, almost this time last year at the harvest festival, I came from the w...

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Arlette sees someone else approach the inn. "Ooh, a half-elf, I can practice my elvish, though I don't need to." she thought, snaking her way towards them. "I bet he hasn't seen me either. I'm so good at this... I wish they'd notice how good I am." She furrowed her eyebrows, frustrated at the inabil...

Arlette, accustomed to the early morning fuss and gossiping of village people, rose early to wander the town and talk to those eager to chat. She hadn't met Landowe in person before and was curious to learn more about him, and what could possibly make this Northern Road so dangerous. She had travell...