[CENTER][h1][color=00746b][u]Skobeloff[/u][/color][/h1][/CENTER]

Skobeloff listened carefully to the words of the clutch's Seer. Especially when Fellwing spoke to him specifically. The name Pleexem didn't ring any bells to Skobeloff, but the name Tamba certainly did. Tamba was an Academic in House Myndoth who Skobeloff occasionally visited whenever he needed the knowledge of someone well versed in the pages of Lung-Kwan’s Famous Dragons and What They Did to assist in his Trickster business. Knowing that she was mixed up in this was something Skobeloff found quite concerning.

As Fellwing turned away from him to speak with Shieldwing, Skobeloff cast his gaze to the ground as he considered his options. Fellwing would be helpful at the Stronghold no doubt, but that help would not come without hindrance. If he took Fellwing with him, his plans of demonstrating self-reliance to Garrock would be compromised. And Skobeloff simply could not have that.

Once Fellwing was done talking, Skobeloff smiled, nodded in appreciation of his cluchmate's abilities, and then summoned up his charm and spoke. [color=00746b]"Nicely done, Fellwing. These insights you have stolen from the Shadows already prove themselves quite useful."[/color] Skobeloff said. [color=00746b]"However, I must ask that you stay with the others. I'll be fine on my own. I have a lifeline after all."[/color] Skobeloff gestured to the gem sand he was holding. [color=00746b]"I'll be back before you know it, Fellwing. In the meantime, I need you to keep an eye on everyone else while I'm gone. Do you reckon you can do that for me, my friend?"[/color]

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Skobeloff rolls a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/24014]12[/url] to convince Fellwing to let him head to the Stronghold alone. Fellwing marks experience if she allows it or Shadow if she does not.
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