[While going about your normal business on the station, you might feel a weird tug at your pocket or bag. Most people know what that means, but if you turn to look you won't see anyone nearby pickpocketing you.
You might notice a strange-looking hooded figure off around a corner, peeking at you, but she's much too far away to be the source. Although, it is pretty suspicious when she notices you looking at her and immediately hides herself.]
FAVORITE WHISKEY
[They gave her a choice between a weapon and a magical object. It was all very unfair, you know. She needs her weapon.
But she definitely needs something else more. At least to deal with the fact that her world is apparently destroyed, if not to deal with the fact that she feels utterly alone for the first time in a long while.
Curled up in a corner, mask pulled down but trying to hide her face, a tiny goblin girl is taking large swigs from a shiny, platinum flask with a flowery design on the side. No matter how long anyone observes her, she never seems to run out of alcohol, and she is taking large gulps. She doesn't want to do any of the things these people are asking her to do. She wants to find Caleb, maybe even the rest of the Mighty Nein, and get the hell out of here. It's exactly as scary to be in a metal contraption in space as it is to be in a metal contraption underwater. It's like... sky-drowning! But she can't leave. So she drinks.
And hiccups. And starts to get a little less adept at keeping herself upright. She hugs her knees close and tries to avoid everyone's gazes.]
MAGIC SCREENS
[You better believe Nott is trying to figure out this strange contraption. She's endlessly entranced by it. Caleb would probably be able to figure it out better than her, but excuse her for being curious.
nott the brave ( critical role ) ota
[While going about your normal business on the station, you might feel a weird tug at your pocket or bag. Most people know what that means, but if you turn to look you won't see anyone nearby pickpocketing you.
You might notice a strange-looking hooded figure off around a corner, peeking at you, but she's much too far away to be the source. Although, it is pretty suspicious when she notices you looking at her and immediately hides herself.]
FAVORITE WHISKEY
[They gave her a choice between a weapon and a magical object. It was all very unfair, you know. She needs her weapon.
But she definitely needs something else more. At least to deal with the fact that her world is apparently destroyed, if not to deal with the fact that she feels utterly alone for the first time in a long while.
Curled up in a corner, mask pulled down but trying to hide her face, a tiny goblin girl is taking large swigs from a shiny, platinum flask with a flowery design on the side. No matter how long anyone observes her, she never seems to run out of alcohol, and she is taking large gulps. She doesn't want to do any of the things these people are asking her to do. She wants to find Caleb, maybe even the rest of the Mighty Nein, and get the hell out of here. It's exactly as scary to be in a metal contraption in space as it is to be in a metal contraption underwater. It's like... sky-drowning! But she can't leave. So she drinks.
And hiccups. And starts to get a little less adept at keeping herself upright. She hugs her knees close and tries to avoid everyone's gazes.]
MAGIC SCREENS
[You better believe Nott is trying to figure out this strange contraption. She's endlessly entranced by it. Caleb would probably be able to figure it out better than her, but excuse her for being curious.
She absolutely hits the "auto" option, though.]
@thebrave (?), Exandria
I'M SKILLED IN: sneaking and stealing.
I'M LOOKING FOR: buttons, rocks, rare coins, and sticks.
ALSO, I'M: actually a goblin.