The fairy of buttons
Our Rogue (who plays a small 16 year old human girl, and manipulative little mongrel) was in a small country inn and had sneaked up to try and pick pocket a drunk at one of the tables.
He proceeds to roll a nat 1 at slight of hand.
Me (the DM): You find a piece of moldy bread in his pocket and the man wakes up to stare blearily at you.
Rogue (IC) :Uhh….Hullo. I’m a fairy.
(He rolls 18 on deception.)
Drunk (DM): Oh! Okay. I will keep your secret.
Rogue (OOC) :I push his head back onto the table, and tell him to go back to sleep.
DM: He’s now asleep.
Rogue (OOC): I try and pickpocket him again.
(Rolls a 14)
Dm: You find a few coppers and some buttons. The drunks shirt is a few buttons short and you assume they fell off. You done yet?
Rogue (OOC): ….Can i try and sew them back on his shirt?
(A few minutes while we discus this. The group decides he has to pass a slight of hand throw and a deception throw. The first to sew the buttons on and next not to get caught by anyone in the bar.)
He rolls a 17 on the deception, and then a nat 20 on the slight of hand.
After a few seconds of stunned silence I say,
Me (OOC): Congratulations. You have just successfully sewed the buttons you found in the drunk man’s pockets back on his shirt while he was asleep in the bar without anyone in the bar noticing.
Rogue (OOC): I wanted to make sure he believed I was a fairy when he woke up.