Forest breeze

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa smiles warmly back, "Do keep in mind who the blacksmith that's going to make your equipment is."

[Anastasia]

"As long as you keep in mind who can heal you here," Jarem agrees, chuckling.

Dolmaya watches this back and forth, and as it winds down, smiles quietly.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa chuckles.

"I'm no stranger to Divine magic, either."

[Anastasia]

Okay, Perception for reference, all.

[Iron Dragoon]

Perception (+3 to this roll if Terrain bonus applies):

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+46 : 7 + 46, total 53[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

The path winds on, widening slowly and constantly turning, leading you on.

Until around a turn you see it. A human sized elemental, a mass of dirt and stone. It wears leather pants studded with metal and wears a crudely tanned leather shirt, a size too small for its body. It bulges as it moves. "Oh. Fleshy ones," It says, eyeing the three of you. "Know flesh!"

[Iron Dragoon]

What language is it speaking?

[Anastasia]

Common.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Hello, Earth Brother. We're here to speak to you and the other Fleshknowers. I am Alyssa Songsteel."

[Anastasia]

Jarem stays in position, "Leather?" he asks curiously.

Dolmaya eyes the elemental and quietly shakes her head. "I've never seen THAT before."

Meanwhile, the elemental says, "Speak, I'm here."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Do you mean that you are the only one?"

[Anastasia]

The elemental meets your gaze - which isn't very effective when it has rocks for eyes. "You can trust me," he says slowly.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa sends through the bond, 'That was a little serial killer-ish...'

"That's part of why we'd like to meet the other Fleshknowers. We're interested in learning about you all and perhaps sharing knowledge and culture."

[Anastasia]

The elemental nods slowly and starts to walk. "Follow. Do not dance. Do not caper. Follow."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa looks confused, "Do you mean running?"