He is really passively good at hiding knowing things.
@discobot roll 1d20
17
(31)
15
âThereâs no need to hide your gifts,â says Nyna in a slightly patronizing tone of voice. âYour talents are something to be proud of, not some kind of shameful secret.â
You also see Canary doing this
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â. . .â
No further response comes out of the songbird. Sheâs visibly not pleased by Nyna pointing it out so loudly.
Canary awaits further instructions to the tune of âfollow me insideâ.
(assuming youâre trying to Sense Motive Canary, Iâll let Atlas handle what to tell you, since itâs her character)
(canary was trying to intuit if wanderer noticed, to which I feigned ignorance)
(what would be approximately societally acceptable regarding âwhen dinner is hostedâ)
âyou wait until youâre invited inâ (it would be rude to keep you waiting for âtoo longâ, although in this case they will need some time (which we can skip if no one else has preparations they want to make) to adjust to the suddenly much larger crowd)
Once everyone is ready, and the baronâs daughterâs servants have had time to adjust to the suddenly much larger crowd of people they need to feed, youâre escorted into the house and led to a large dining room with a long wooden table and an ornate light fixture. A white linen tablecloth with floral patterns woven into it covers the table, and one by one, each of you is led to a place setting.
Whoever was in charge of the seating chart seems to have been rather uncertain how to handle your group, given that who âoutranksâ whom is not necessarily a single question with a defined answer. As the host, the baronâs daughter is at the head of the table*, with the baron and Nyna seated on either side of her. Lionel has been seated next to the baron, with Canary next to Nyna. Next, Wanderer has been seated next to Lionel, with Arius next to Canary. After that comes Drakor and Zelsh, and then Bugibugi has been seated at the very end, across from an unusually muscular elven woman, with an expression on her face that suggests this is a rather unusual occurrence. Neither Savil nor any of the baronâs or his daughterâs servants seems to be joining you at the table itself, although the baron does have a single visible guard standing a few feet behind him, and his daughter has apparently chosen to seat one of her guards across from Bugibugi.
(To be clear, itâs still possible for anyone to hear anyone else, and for the whole group to have a conversation â theyâre making a statement about their best guess as to your relative status, and in fact literally canât not make a statement, but theyâre not excluding anyone from the conversation.)
* If the King/King-Regent/whatever title you believe him to have, or a member of his family, were at the table, he would get the place of honor, but usually the host does, even if theyâre somewhat lower rank. This all gets more complicated if a married couple is hosting, but in this case Halina (the baronâs daughter) is unmarried.
(beaver wheel beaver wheel)
(he needs to be watched.)
(True.)
Nyna bows deeply, signaling the rest of you to follow her.
âThank you for accepting our invitation,â says Halina Rodin, the baronâs daughter, inclining her head in a respectful greeting. (Respectful to someone of equal or lesser social status, that is.) âRise and be seated.â
Nyna rises and is seated. âWe thank you graciously for your hospitality, my lady,â she says, before introducing each of you by name.
Baron Avel Rodin inclines his head as well. âWould that we could have reunited under more pleasant circumstances.â
Nyna nods stiffly.