Amara doesn't seem to notice Step Step Thud sneaking up.

SST (and DM, of course, if he's curious):

"Don't forget illithid.." Jezzika said casually. "And not to mention all the natural hazards that litter this place."

Quinn coughs and stretches a bit. 

ah shit. Did i fall asleep?.. again..? Erm well. That calamari smells fantastic! 

Jezzika prepares a plate for Quinn. "You did indeed." Jezzika said, amused. "Shame to miss out on the excitement, don't you think? Here. Eat. We were lucky to fight such a delicious creature this afternoon. Those who were quick to act beat it right in it's romantic unmentionables. But that shouldn't alter the flavor."

Ash, glancing between Enkindle , Ronnal, and Jezzika, let's out an annoyed sigh. "Would you just drop it? Shut up and eat your octopus." She then proceeds to stand, grab a plate for each of them, and thrust them into each of their arms before grabbing her own plate of cooked octopus with a slight crinkle of her nose. "Yama always did say to try new foods..." 

As Ash grabs her plate, she'll move over to Amara curiously and look over her shoulder. She speaks in a low volume with a friendly smile. "Secrets are no fun... Whatcha doing?" 

Persuasion (forceful food thrusting to the arguers): 18

Persuasion for Amara? 

"My craft is war, my mother let my father abuse me mentally and let him send me off to a war camp. My beard is just that a beard. Dont confuse me with that stupid mountain dwarf woman. It's survival of the fittest down here. Though I do enjoy gold. But that's neither here or there."

Ronnal continues eating until he's done with his food. Ronnal begins to set his camp up by a boulder and leaning against?

"Before we leave this campsite we should set some traps up to slow the drow even further. Anyone have any suggestions?" 

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 15 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 2 | Spell Slots 1/1 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1

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"Definitely Jezzika." - Ree'lyn agrees with the female Drow and seems to wander off in his mind for a moment. - " I left it out just so I could properly address this issue and the dangers it implies." - "Ilithids are highly intelligent and mind controlling creatures. They suck your brain out, after holding your head with their mouth tentacles. Sometimes just controlling other beings as slaves and to breed more of their kin."

Quinn lets out a hearty laugh

right in the sack, eh? Ah thats great! ...wait, do octopi have.....

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 15 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 2 | Spell Slots 1/1 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1

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"And you just ate it, Quinn." - Ree'lyn comments casually to the half-elf.

a bit saltier than normal... but its still alright.

(lmao)

Duke walks up to Jezzika. "Observation: You have been carrying around the stuffed creature since this group was able to successfully reclaim its possessions at the armory. Inquisition: What purpose does it serve? Is it a weapon? A defense? A component in casting?" The Warforged is genuinely unsure of what stuffed animals are and why someone would carry one, so it's more asking out of curiosity than judgement of a full-grown woman that still carries around a teddy bear or whatever it is that Drow use for stuffed animals.

Ash looks to her uneaten octopus before back at Ree'lyn. "Is all of this... That?" She points to Quinn's plate quietly and tilts her head a little as she looks to Ree'lyn, hoping for an honest answer. Once answered, she wwill remain holding the uneaten food for now to return her focus to Amara, hoping for an answer. 

Jezzika to Ash, amused. "Ooh. Fire in the heart to match the color of your hair - just like Enkindle."

Jezzika to Quinn. "I knew you would enjoy it. Lots of protein. I was careful to pick out those parts just for you." she tried to stifle a laugh.

Jezzika to the walking trash can. "Hello, my stinky new friend." she looks up and smiles. "I've had this stuffed animal since I was a baby. It's always been a part of my life. I carry it with me everywhere. Think of it.." she looked around, thinking of the right word to use. "..as a focus, yes. I have grown quite attached to it. And it, to me. I have no idea who gave it to me, just that I have always had it." She pets it lovingly as she speaks. It looks like a combination of an octopus and a squid, and the material used to make it is dark, but not dirty. Clearly it is thoroughly worn over years of being possessed and loved by a humanoid and taken everywhere. As you look at it, you could of sworn the stuffed animal is "looking" at you.

"That's really all there is to it." she lies.

As Ree’lyn gives the list of creatures they could possibly come by, Svana could be seen making mental notes of each one. Monster study was something her parents both taught her and her sisters growing up, and she knew most of the creatures in question until Jezzika spoke up with a monster name she wasn’t familiar with. Her head tilted to the side, but then when the male drow followed up with what the creature did, it clicked. “Mind Flayers,” She seethes under her breath, her hands balling up into fists at their mention.

However, a second later, the elf shakes off the sudden anger in her tone and returns to her normal elegant way of speech. “We are in for a treat then.” She forced a smile then answers Ree’lyn’s question. “As for forms Chandra is capable of being a bat, crab, frog or toad, cat, lizard, octopus, hawk, snake, fish, spider, raven, weasel, or a sea horse if I’m feeling fancy.” 

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 15 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 2 | Spell Slots 1/1 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1

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Ree'lyn grins wickedly and then laughs a bit. "I actually saved the whole of it. It is a delicacy and I intend to make money for us with it as soon as we hit a trading post. "

"Mind Flayers, yes." Jezzika nods to Svana, and smiling to Ree'lyn. "A very pleasant species, I must admit, that we share our world with." she says slightly sarcastically.

Duke pays no further thought to Jezzika's befriending of the stuffed tentacle monster. After all, these humanoids had taken quite a liking to it, despite it being a disposal unit. Perhaps these humanoids just formed attachments to non-organic beings easily.

Slightly relieved, Ash hesitantly moves to take a bite of her octopus, looking slightly skeptical as she sits beside Amara, trying to get a glimpse of her notebook. 

Enkindle looks about ready to say something heated both to Ronnal and Ash each in turn. Then, the fire dies down again as she shuts her mouth with a huff. "O butt out of it, scrawny. It ain't like anyones threat'n to fight." She glances over to Ronal. "Yet."  Having said that, she adjusts her plate in hand, eyeing it dubiously. After a while she offers it to anyone looking still hungry, having already dug into her rations for the day moments earlier. And if none look the part, she'll carefully wrap it up for later in some side pouch on her pack, and sits back again to keep watch. 

Phineas watches all the conversations from afar, sitting next to the slumping, snoring Huey. He passes on the roasted creature, sticking to his granola and dried fruit rations. His ears perk up at the mention of mindflayers. “Have you met them then?” he blurts out, forgetting again the telepathic bonds as his curiosity is piqued.