Temple of Ishassara

"Well, uh, it's safe now..! Who are you? Come out and lets talk, we won't hurt you. We could have a whistling contest...!" She replies.

Gregor whistles loudly, trying to be helpful.

There is silence again, before you hear a reply.

"I... Are you sure it's safe up there? I've been trapped down here for so long now by them oversized worm thingys!"

"Uh. Yes! They are gone. We took care of them. Come on out! You can go first in the contest." Crispy half bluffs, half encourages, shrugging her shoulders.

Liam stands back away from the tunnel entrance, his hand warily resting on the diamond in his component pouch.

"Oh!... Oh ok! H-hang on, I guess I'll come on up!"

You hear some shuffling of feet and some pots and pans frantically being packed up and some clicking of pack clips.

Crispy stands a few feet back, expecting god knows what to appear out of that hole. Hearing the pots and pans and other noises her face scrunches up in what is a combination of amusement and curiosity.

The scuffling gets louder, as you can hear some grunting and panting getting louder and louder.

As you step back, a back pack comes flying through the hole in the wall and lands with a big thud and slumps in the spot. It is weathered and has numerous holes in it. Then, you see a fingerless gloved hand creep over the edge of the hole in the wall and a figure, panting heavily, wrapped in rags and a cloak pops it's head through the opening, you can see his wide human eyes looking around cautiously.

"P-p-please.. D-don't hurt me..." he gasps as he edges forward.

Gregor leans low to whisper into Crispy’s ear

”10 Silver it’s a spooky monster trying to be tricking us.”

Seeing that the figure is human and clearly not in the best of shape, Liam relaxes and takes his grip off of the diamond.  He raises his hands to show he means no harm as he slowly moves closer.

"We won't hurt you if you don't give us reason to.  Are you hurt in any way?  How long have you been down here?"

Insight: 7 (just trying to get a feel for the guy)

Perception: 4 (to get a better idea of what kind of condition he's in)

"Dang it.." Crispy mutters to Gregor, handing him 10 silver, slapping it in his hand, defeated. "It's just a..pfffff....." She turns to the human thingy..

"Alright." She says. "What's your story?"

Insight 18
Investigation: 10

A youngish looking humanoid figure hops out of the hole in the wall, and his eyes widen at the giant Grick on the ground. He is wrapped head to toe in rags and cloaks. He has numerous leather belts strapped over his body and long black boots. A rusty rapier is attached to his hip.

”Y-y’all killed that?... Wow, who are you people? I- My name’s Judas, I uhh, I crashed here a few months ago... no, has it been a year? Two?... I’m nit even sure. But I found these ruins and got chased down under the ruins by them big worms!”

Crispy glances at Gregor and Liam, interpreting their reactions to the story before speaking again.

Liam raises an eyebrow as he stops walking closer to the figure.

"You...crashed?"

“Ah-ha! Judas be being name of fellow freedom fighter! He be good kid, good at drawing, flirting, chess, stabbing friends in back.”

Gregor watches the kid for any visual reaction to his statement.

Perception: 7

"Crashed..?" Crispy's eyebrow raises. That could mean a few things. She waited for any additional information as the conversation unfolded.

Perception: 17

That's gotta be worth something.

OOC: If you want to read the character, I need you to roll insight please.

Perception reveals that very little skin is being shown on this individual, however you can see his fingers and part of his face which looks like human skin. He appears to still be deciding on whether to trust you lot as well as you trusting him.

”Ye-yeah, I wath a sailor, and I crathed upon the rockth in a little bay surrounded by cliphs not too far north of here. I can see y’all really on edge... Let me tell ya, I am just so relieved- I thought I wath gonna die in here. Tell me.. did you find thiph island by chance, or get lost, like me?”

He unravells part of his rags on his face to reveal a fairly young looking male face with stubble. You also pick up on his lisp now that he seems to be relaxing. He nods, with eyebrows raised at Gregor’s comment, looking surprised but also acknowledging it... not really knowing how to reply to that.

Insight: 17

Ugh, crappy roll.

"No, we didn't find thith ithland by chanth-" Crispy clears her throat. "No, we didn't find this island by chance. How long have you been here? We've encountered hostiles our entire time here, how did you survive?"

Crispy didn't trust people right away, especially when they were hiding in a dungeon with so many odds against them. But then again, there were many times the odds were against her, and one time someone even gave her a chance to change her life, which she took warily, too. The academy was unforgiving, but it was the only place that they saw the pain, anger, and frustration in Crispy as a young teenager and honed it and reshaped her into a precision weapon and taught her the techniques of discipline and willpower to control those primal feelings into something productive.

She would hear this person out. For now.

Gregor see's Crispy busy being negotiator, and turns to Liam to whisper a burning question he has on the tip of the tongue. 

"Liam friend, does you be thinking this be survivor that snake be talking about? Gregor was thinking maybe we find extinct cat friend, but this would be making more sense."

Nia raised an eyebrow at the fellow's name but listened intently to his story.