>>5541645>>5541678>>5541686>>5541690>>5541707>>5541723>>5541775>>5541840>Offer to exchange talk about each other's pasts.And only if we can get the conversation rolling then ask:
>"How did you get mixed up with the Thousand Cuts Family?">Ask her about why she decided to come with us.>"Do you know any type of magic? Though I might be a novice, I could show you a trick or two.">"Do you, um, want these cat ears? I don't really have any use for them."Your mind ends up wandering to strange places as you attend to your sewing–back, you suppose, into the fabled realm of CAT EARS AND ACCESSORIES, as where it had once dared to venture with the mossfolk. “Do you, um.. want these cat ears? I don’t really have any use for them.” You pluck the cat ears from your cloak.
“You mean MY cat ears? The ones I RIGHTFULLY stole?” The gnome snorts in response as she whips the needle through the length of one of your master’s hats. “Whatever. I don’t want anything to do with ‘em. And for your information, those are not cat ears, they are DEMON horns. “
Your worldview shatters. You return to your cloth and thread before, again, a comfortable silence falls over the warmth of the washroom and you try again.
“So.. how did you get mixed up with the Thousand Cuts Family? You don’t seem the sort to tangle yourself up in those sorts of affairs.” You say (more out of good manners, because she does seem the exact sort to tangle herself up in those affairs). “Why’d you come with us instead of smoothing things over with them?”
“You know, the family aren’t the sort you ‘smooth things over with’ without a little blood. Your lot seems a little more forgiving–well, ‘cept maybe for that runty witch you keep kowtowing to.” She snorts. “And why I ran with them? I needed cash, they needed information, and we could help each other with our needs. I’m just one of like.. a ton of informants, anyways. The best, but still just one.”
“So.. know any type of magic? I might be a novice, but I could show you a trick or two..!” You suggest.
“You know, human magic and gnome magic don’t really.. get along together. It’s not like learning a different language, the fundamentals are just different. That’s why they don’t teach it in wizard schools. ‘Cept for the extracurriculars.” She raises a brow. It strikes you curious she knows as much about that as she does, but she remains just as reticent.
>Tell her about yourself.>Ask her about GNOMISH MAGICKS.>Attempt your natural DUCKWORTH CHARM to convince her of your trustworthiness.>Write-In. 