[P] Best not to get greedy

Callan held his arms aloft and dropped into a bow. He said, “Ah well hello there! Pleasure to make another’s acquaintance out in this damnable forest. I go by the name of Callan.” He took a step back towards the Torn Belly, keeping his eyes on his new audience.

“Now pray tell, who might you two be? A pixie... or perhaps a fairy, you’ll have to forgive me my knowledge of the Fey is lacking, and what appears to be a snake-based demi-human. And caught in a rather interesting position I might add. Quite the conundrum we three find ourselves in this evening.” He walked back and forth as he talked, if he had any inkling of modesty it clearly had taken a back seat.

“Why don’t you come over and sit down? I’m sure the proprietor went in for something for their guests to drink. Truth be told I’ve been chomping at the bit to find some people to converse with regarding this tome I’ve found. Say, do you need help finding something to hold that fairy in? I certainly wouldn’t want her to fly away during our dialogue.”

[P] Rolling Sociability to convince the cobra folk to let her guard down and join him by the Torn Belly (20 (!)+ 5 = 25)

[P] Looking about for ways of keeping the fairy contained, surely the Maitre D has something lying about, rolling Caution (13 + 2 = 15). Maybe a used potion bottle is by the cauldron?