>>5548571>>5548574>>5548577>>5548579>>5548582>>5548587>>5548603>Reassure Bredbeddle that gnome guys probably like thick thighs on gnome women, and that you weren’t trying to insinuate anything.>Ask the knight about himself. Maybe you can tailor an adventurer around his wants.“A-ah! Well–I mean–.. not that I was insinuating, of course, anything at all.” You stammer, realizing you said the quiet part out loud while talking about the gnome. “I’m sure that many gnome guys like thick thighs on gnome women, so if anything, it’s more of a good thing, really. The trunk-like thighs, I mean–..”
The way that the gnome holds a hand above her knife tells you it's best to stop yourself whilst you’ve still got all your fingers.
“Aha, well–on a more pertinent line of inquiry.. the noble GREEN KNIGHT.” You bow your head before the half-pint hero. “I thought to query you about yourself–after all, we are to fight alongside each other, are we not? I might be able to lend you better help in combat if I were more familiar with how you fight.”
“Oh! You want to know about me? Well, uh..” The knight places a hand on his chin. He begins to sweat.
“Well, as I said, I was the fair and chivalric GREEN KNIGHT, the great KNIGHT OF LIONS, and a hero!” He stammers. “I was brave, and strong, a-and.. brave, and put my sword CALIBURN to good use to slay dragons, and rode on my trusty steed GRINGOLET.. And, and.. I was very brave, too. Did I mention that?”
You don’t need to be a wizard cop to tell that this knight is lying–very bold-facedly, too, given the outright contradictions to the story he told just a few minutes ago. You can ascertain..
>The “knight” must just be some kid who wanted to be a hero.>The “knight” must actually be some dastardly scoundrel masking a checkered path.>The “knight” is a cowardly fool who saw to a quick end when faced with a real challenge.>Write-In. 