Crispy nods in greeting. "Why do they call you Red?"

“Oh! It’s... short for Redford. You know how people like to shorten things.” Solomon chuckles, “Anyway, what’s your name!”

"Redford." Crispy nods, remembering the name. "That works, makes sense."

She looks you over for a brief moment, sizing you up. "I'm Crispy. It's a nickname. And a long story."

“Fair enough! Nice to meet you, mind if I call you Cris?”

She squints, and not in a good way.

"Yes.." She says very frankly. 

Solomon gives a uneasy thumbs up with a smile, “Ok then Crispy it is!” Solomon will look around for the dwarf with the papers, intimidated by the woman.

Hello Red, nice to meet you!

“I saw your show, it was interesting. I don’t know who this Santa is, but it sounds like some sort of fey or giant. You must know your stuff!”

"I guess that dwarf didn't like your...SHINanigans." Crispy snorts, winking.

That was very Punny...

 Taliesin says to Crispy, he then turns to Red.

Why thank you. Santa Clause is this awesome person that brings presents and toys to everyone that is good once a year. A very nice guy really...

“Interesting, so some sort of genie then? Does he make deals? Is it some sort of contract? Or does he have some sort of moral law that determines who is good and evil? Because that sounds more like a celestial. Have you actually met this creature?”

Of course, we're friends! Don't worry, he's nothing you really need to worry about I guess.

Deception for the friends part: 17

Questioning insight: 18! “Alright, good to know though, thank you.”

Overhearing, Crispy rolls to believe:

Insight: 5

Lets try that again, with the right modifier..

Insight: 15

Rolling poorly, "Sounds legit." she mumbles.

Yep, I'm pretty cool... and FAMOUS! :) 

 (I'm not actually famous, my character isn't trying to deceive anyone. My character legit believes they're famous even though he's not...)

You hear a commotion in the camp over the buzz of camp as an extremely large man rides through on a Clydesdale.  All around the reactions are different, some faces beam with newfound hope, others with outright disdain.  It's clear this man is known throughout the camp, and none bar his path.

Dismounting near you, Rex looks the group over.  "Taliesin?!  We all thought you lost!"  Looking around more, Rex's eyes land on the dwarf.  "Well, I see you haven't changed."

Surprisingly, the dwarf beams a crooked smile, "Damn I'm glad to see a warrior worth 'is price. Ye of all should know Bründir 'alfshield ne'er turns from a fight. Fin' a war, ye fin' me an' me lads."

"That I do, Brundir.  I figured you and your kin were here, every tavern within a week's ride is out of ale!"

"Yes, 'tis rare to see, but stones can drink rivers dry. Surfacers ne'er believe me when I say bricks'll bleed'em dry." 

"Heh, sorry. I may have been having a little too much fun passing through from town to town on my way over here....

That's probably why you lost me XD"