Rolled 9, 9 = 18 (2d20)
>>5269314>>5269321>>5269324>>5269339>>5269341>>5269401>>5269395>>5269381You tilt your head, maintaining defiant eye contact—a gesture of challenge.
“You think yourself better-suited to leading an expedition?” you ask, voice full of skepticism. “Why—because you were able to frighten and beat me when I was half the size and age I am now, Aged One?”
“Aged?!” the Steeltalon Pit-Guard cries. “Hatchling! Brat! Favoured child of no lineage, mage-grown golem!”
“Is it true,” you ask levelly, “that they assign eunuchs and those given to reproductive dysfunction the position of pit-guard? Did this come with age, or was the previous guard remiss in his duties when you were conceived?”
The pit shocked for a moment at your impudence and overt disrespect…
[Intimidate check]
