- Speed
- 30 ft
Base attributes
- Charisma
- 13
- Constitution
- 16
- Dexterity
- 23
- Intelligence
- 14
- Strength
- 14
- Wisdom
- 14
- Agai's gaze falls back on his stake as he returns to his whittling.
- Agai narrows his eyes menacingly as he looks at you, maintaining a stony silence.
- Agai stops whittling for a moment, staring somewhere beyond you. He finally grunts, in a low voice, "Thanks."
- Agai stops working on the stake and looks at you.
- Agai scratches his head. "Is that bad? Gnomes are noisy, restless, and weak. Gotta keep a distance from them t
- "Get him!"
- "Been through worse."
- The spriggan cringes and glares at you. "Go on, then," he mutters through clenched teeth. "Ask your questions.
- "Further we are from them, the better. They don't bother us, we don't bother them. Been like that for many yea
- The spriggan ponders for several moments. "Fine. Ask. But I won't tell you where my provisions are."
- Agai sniffs. "Not too much," he drawls. "Stole some traps, scattered the beds, threw away all our food — the d
- "Today you help. Tomorrow you kill. I know your kind — you're all the same."
- Armed with a broken-handled knife, Agai is busy whittling a stake from a large stick. You see a pile of such s
- Agai glances at you briefly, then returns to his work on the stake. "Aye."
- "So you're starting to get it. Some people think the world's full of song and dance. In reality, all that stan
- "You also killed half my tribe. Left me defenseless. Had to sort out the mess myself. You basically just compe
- Agai's voice lowers to contemptuous hissing. "Those clowns? Yes, we're unfortunate enough to share common bloo
- Agai eyes Jubilost up and down, scratching his own cheek with the point of his knife. "Your hair is fading."
- Agai sucks air in through his teeth and turns away.
- "Songs? Who needs these? If you make noise, you're easy to find, and if you're easy to find, then you don't si
- "Where's the sense in that? Why spend time wagging tongues when we could spend that time hunting?"
- Agai stops working and looks at you intently. "Why should I do that? You trying to get close to us? Want to le
- "I'm obviously whittling stakes to make traps. Set some by the stream, so now I need more. Not many of us left
- Agai's minding his own business, ignoring you completely.
- Agai's face grows even grimmer, and he whittles the stick more frantically. It seems your pleasure at predicti
