[IC] Chapter 2-3: Safe Haven

[Portho Nihilbuck]

When Myshnue asks for food from Merri he thinks of Toot's Good Berries.  "Toot, do you have those juicy berries still?"

"Me not have time to cast one yet," Toot replies.  He then looks around the field to see if he can find any edible berries.  If he spots some, he shimmies over to the berry bushes while whispering, "Scuse me... Carry on... Nothing to see here..." and casts the Goodberry spell on the bush.  He will then collect the berries that became enchanted and then quickly returns to the group.  If he manages to find the berries, he offers one to Portho to offer to the Grig, figuring the Bard would have a better chance at using the berries to best effect.

Portho takes the proffered berruy and nods to Toot.

"My fey friend thinks you may like this enchanted berry."
as he passes the berry to the elf-fey.

He blinks in complete confusion at Toot's mention of a die-Dad.. what in blazes is he talking about?

[Bardic Knowledge [1d20+12] = 12+12 = 24]

Then his eyes widen as understanding dawns on his small face.. he cannot help himself he blurts it out. [OoC low wisdom gets the better of him despite his knowledge]

"You meant dryad right?" he spins around to face Myshnue "He meant dryad, is your Matron a dryad?" his excirted voice almost squeaks ion the way only a gnomes can do.