[Nott freezes and looks up (and up, she's very short) at the man that caught her red-handed. Now, she's not one to judge based on looks, but this is the weirdest tabaxi she's ever seen. Maybe he's only part tabaxi.
Not that it matters, much. He's, groan, lecturing her. Which is one step away from calling the Crownsguard, or whoever it is that's in charge of policing this area.
Welp, she's already been caught.]
I've never claimed to be wise.
[No, really, her wisdom modifier is +0. That, and this is how she exists in every locale she's ever been in. Let her live.
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Not that it matters, much. He's, groan, lecturing her. Which is one step away from calling the Crownsguard, or whoever it is that's in charge of policing this area.
Welp, she's already been caught.]
I've never claimed to be wise.
[No, really, her wisdom modifier is +0. That, and this is how she exists in every locale she's ever been in. Let her live.
Anyway, she's not putting it back.]