Perception:
1d20+2 = 4Just in Case d20:
1d20 = 6;JIC d100:
1d100 = 52Cowboy wrote: "Hey, little baby-doll, wanna see a magic trick?"
Why do people feel the need to ruin a perfectly good day with magic? Lily shrugs her shoulders indifferently.
"Sure, why not."FF wrote: "Hey, honey buy a girl a drink?"
"Uh, awright, wha's your pleasure?", Lily blinks a bit dizzy. She'll order two. Loudly.
iWu wrote:"I'm pretty sure I know all the mercs in town. You must be new. I'm a 'contract facilitator'. My name is Indiana Wu, what's yours?"
"Whisper. I've lived 'ere all m' life. Ain't new.", Lily answers shaking her head disdainfully, clearly slurring words.
Comrade wrote:"You've had enough sister-comrade, you need help getting home?"
"Yeah, yeah, you're right. Good thing you're lookin' out fer me." Lily snickers, then asks the bartender if she can buy a couple of bottles of bourbon to take home.
"Yeah, I guess I sh' go home an' sleep. After I finiss...finiff...after I 'ave these." If she gets to buy alcohol to take home, she lets the young merc help her out of the tavern without fuss. Just a lot of stumbling.