Szastuhastah
AC: 17 | Fort: +4 | Ref: +5 | Will: +6
HP: 19 / 19 | Hero Points: 1 / 3 | Perception: +6
Focus Pool: 2 / 2 | Cantrips | Spells | Conditions
Carving a shallow, muddy, serpentine furrow through the schluckier parts of the Mgaambya campus, Szastuhastah leads the group to the Powderpile through the drizzle. The pretty shawl she bought does little to shield her from the ever-present wetness but it at least seems to keep her hair from going completely flat. She wears it slightly off-center to provide the extra fabric to the poppet passenger on her shoulder - an arrangement the nagaji is beginning to enjoy, even after only two instances. Getting to know Nyoka has been a true joy to the inquisitive Szas.
Just inside the entry to Xhokan's meticulously managed danger-emporium, Szas slowly runs her long coils over one another and across the mat at the threshold to rid as much muck from her person as possible before pulling back the shawl and continuing inside. With a bright cherubic smile, she slides closer to the place where the kobold works before offering a small bend at the 'waist'. "Master Xhokan, a pleasant day to you, even if a damp one," she greets, glancing over her shoulder in silent indication to the presence of her companions. "As you know, we are embarking upon our Perquisite experiences and have been asked, on behalf of the Tempest Sun branch, to procure the necessary tools to humanely remove a gremlin menace from a storage room on campus. They have, quite understandably, created quite an upheaval in the inventory and management for those responsible for it - I imagine you can feel their distinct pain, Master. It is a fear that if inappropriately wrangled, they might bright their flavor of mayhem to yet more storage spaces, like your own... Would you perhaps be willing to provide - loan, perhaps? - implements that may be used to bait or capture such creatures?"