JiC: 1d20:  = 17 / 1d100:  = 70
Conditions: | HF (when identified as a dragon): 11 (13 w/Frills extended in Dragon Form) | Nightvision: 200ft | See Invisible (at will) | Shadow Meld (at will) | Cold/Fire 1/2 DMG | Impervious to All Forms Of Paralysis | Bio-Regen: 1d4*10 MDC/min | Sense Ley Lines/Nexuses/Dragons 20mi | Visually ID dragons within 4,000ft | Sixth Sense [Inactive, 2ISP] |
Lore, Demons and Monsters: 1d100:  = 71 /55% (Does Ven know about Alien/Vampiric Intelligences)
Lore, Psychics and Psionics: 1d100:  = 14 /55% (Does Ven know about Alien/Vampiric Intelligences)
Invoke Trust: 1d100:  = 55 /65% (Calm the situation down between Ash and Rawlings)
Charm: 1d100:  = 71 /107% (Calm the situation down between Ash and Rawlings)
Ven listens to Xander talk, though she finally decides that her time as a cat as come to an end. The feline dragon walks seems to strut away and walk a circle around the small shack before appearing on the other side in her normal, beautiful human form. "Ahh, that's better. Not sure I like going so small." Ven says aloud playfully, looking around then to Xander. "Magic is a powerful force, is it not possible our enemies could track these empowered objects as well as your own could? Especially if they knew about it." Ven asks Xander before shrugging off her own question. "I suppose it doesn't matter. We are committed, are we not. The fact they haven't actively tried to stop is a mistake they will come to regret." Ven says with a smile and glint in her eyes that could be recognized as a predator stalking prey. She looks to Xander as he continues on about Rawlings."Yes we are being tracked. All of LB's creations allow the Legion to know our status and location, but that information, is only accessible in the situation room, and access is highly restricted. Noone with access that room would compromise our position. More than likely we are being watched by scouts from this facility to the North tracking our progress. That would mean they are expecting us yet not actively attempting to stop us, which is concerning, because it makes it look like they want us there."
"It is a terrible thing when the mind is invaded and changes someone's entire person. Such power." Ven ponders. I wonder what sort of intelligence could bend another to its will so deftly. Rawlings may as well have been a willing thrall. Now we must consider if you are one, Xander. Ven thinks to herself, genuinely interested in the mental prowess of whatever could do such a thing.
Ven glances to her former ward from Atlantis with amusement in her eyes as she smiles. "Well, looks like Ash isn't reacting well." Ven says and then looks to Ash "Your reaction is a bit much, Ash. Xander is no threat and stripping in the middle of a dangerous area is not safe for anyone. There are other ways to confirm or deny one's story that are far less demanding and so much more amusing." Ven says and approaches Xander who is likely at gunpoint. "Do not resist, I will see if you are being honest." Ven says and will then use Telepathy Superior to read his mind far more thoroughly.Jack wrote:“Hey, you two chill. I’m the hot head around here. We don’t need fighting between us when the shit storm is flowing toward us.Ash wrote:"Its in the nature and camaraderie of working with someone who has your back and vice versa that as you get closer, you do more things together. You want us to believe in 3 years time you never saw him eat, remove his gear, bathe, or do anything a living person would? You're either the stupidest fucking magic user this world has ever known, or complicit, which makes you both. I will say it one more time, strip, and slowly, you start talking Or make a sudden movement like a flinch, and I am going to use your head as a bowling ball, just one quick jerk, or open your mouth, I fucking dare you"