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"I'm no lady, Mister Saltwind," Lise sits down opposite the stranger and warms herself on the fire. When Mamori hops into her lap she gives him a cuddle and laughs "Silly sausage."
"Come on in, everyone, the fire's warm. Let's share our supplies with our host. What brings you here, Mister Saltwind? Adventure? Accident? Duty?" She gives the man an appraising look, judging his injuries and his privation. "Would you like a blanket, Mister Saltwind? I have one in my pack. Are you wounded? I can help if you like? I have some healing ability." |
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Assess his state of health with a Heal check (1d20+6)[9]
Diplomacy to make him like us more (Aid another if someone else steps in). (1d20+1)[4]
EDIT: Or not.