[center] [color=39b54a] [h1] Darunia [/h1] [/color] [/center]

A very dry smirk crossed the Drow's face as he could sense the two forms approaching. Of course taking the first step into his journey would not be as easy as... well, taking a step. With the sun beating down on his face, he clenched his teeth and held a hand over his eyes, squinting them to further reduce exposure. The sun always put him in a foul mood. What good was it for aside from growing crops? Civilization has created substitutes for its other purposes, so why have they not made it obsolete yet?! Darunia sighed, shaking his head. [color=39b54a]"Do you always ask redundant questions of those who come to your city?"[/color] He asked. [color=39b54a] "I am a traveler. I [i]travel[/i]. What more is there to it that you wish to know?"[/color] Speaking in such a tone was, he knew, not very likely to push any sort of idea of friendliness to the group before him. The sun's overpowering glare made it quite hard for him to try and converse while making eye contact, and while he could put up his hood, he was sure that these two rapscallions were simply looking for a fight. The flap of a hood would be all it would take to send fists flying. At least, that's what most of his experiences taught him.

Of course, he knew that they were really after why a Drow was lurking around here in the first place. Quite frankly, he was none too sure himself. Such an answer would not satisfy a guard, if experience had taught him. This was going to be his first chance to make an impression in the city, and, while he couldn't get a solid grasp on the precise ages of the guards, they appeared to be quite young. He considered the most hassle-free way to deal with this scenario... He wasn't too keen on spending his money so soon into his trip, but it seemed like it couldn't be helped. [color=39b54a]"Perhaps we can make an exchange,"[/color] Darunia quickly proposed. Fishing out two gold coins and flashing them to the guards, he forced a smile. [color=39b54a] "I need to get someplace to stay for at least the next morning. Should one of you escort me to the nearest inn, I promise I will make it worth your time." [/color] He was not a charmer by any stretch of the word, but he was left with no choice. Begging and sniveling not to be assaulted by these young guards... A flicker of anger flared up in Darunia. He would have to let this pass. Just this once.

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Darunia pulls out two GP to both hopefully defuse the situation, and to gain some guidance as to where he would be able to stay.

Making a Persuasion Check: 1d20+Charisma Mod(3)
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/11838]Result:4[/url]

([i]hoo boy[/i])
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