Grouse Thicket roll for initiative

Germanicus the tree was a closed book—the blurb had been tempting, and even a teaser that had been enticing at the beginning had revealed something—but now, he remained unmoving, and seemed to bring their discussion to a close at the gentleman-ly offer of hunting for her before she left on her travels.

The veiled indication that she should be on her merry way.

Her smile continued—pleased, at least—at the brief interlude they shared. “That would go against my desire for independence, wouldn’t it?”