(somewhere in the mountains, along a narrow rocky path...) 

"Someday I am going to figure out how to enchant a flying carpet," grumbles Laila, who has lately been feeling bad about how Serra can fly, could probably carry one passenger, and is instead stomping patiently along the road with Laila and Ashoc. 

"Far be it from me to discourage your research but I actually don't fly much faster than I walk." 

"Flying is, like, intrinsically better, though." 

There is an ominous rumble in the near distance. 

Serra steps casually in front of her companions and unslings her shield, but keeps walking. "All forms of movement have their own value." 

"Some of them are slower, though. I'll just have to make the flying carpet big enough for both of us!" 

"Patience is a virtue." 

A moderately sized boulder comes at them at something of a speed. 

Serra plants her feet and deflects it off her shield. "Eyes on the thrower, anybody?" 

Ashoc ducks under her elbow briefly to look along the angle of incidence and says, "yep, up there," pointing as he scoots back behind her for Laila's benefit. "Weird place for a hill giant." 

Huh, Ashoc knows giant facts. Weird thing for him to know, really, he couldn't tell the difference between a gnoll and a lizardman. 

"So it is. Well, I can hit him with a limited but nonzero set of things at this range and will if he keeps attacking us but is there a way to convince him we aren't hostile and are just passing through?" 

Ashoc musters his lung capacity, cups his hands over his mouth, and shouts at the giant, "HEY, WHAT DO YOU WANT?" 

"YOU NO TAKE SHEEP!!" booms the giant. 

"WHAT SHEEP?" Ashoc wants to know, seeing none. 

Obviously the giant is not going to help people steal his sheep. "YOU NO TAKE SHEEP," he repeats, and throws another rock. 

Serra is not going to enjoy tanking a whole bunch of these but she's got it under control. 

"OH," says Ashoc, bouncing gleefully on his hooves with an unmistakable expression of I have a really funny plan, "YOUR SHEEP. WE DON'T NEED TO STEAL YOUR SHEEP." 

"WHY NO? VERY GOOD SHEEP! YOU CANNOT HAVE!" 

"I ALREADY STOLE ALL YOUR SHEEP," announces Ashoc. "BY MAGIC." 

???????????? 

"NO!!! MY SHEEP!! CANNOT HAVE!!!!" 

It is so weird having party members with all this Charisma coming out their ears. Who the hell tries to solve a hill giant by telling it blatant, easily verified lies. 

.... Laila casts some Dancing Lights to make them look more obviously magic. 

"YOU HAVE TO LEAVE US ALONE," says Ashoc, "OR ELSE I WON'T GIVE THEM BACK." 

There's a considerable pause. The giant attempts valiantly to have a Wisdom score and fails spectacularly. 

"OKAY OKAY I LEAVE YOU ALONE! GIVE BACK SHEEP!" 

"DON'T WORRY, THEY'RE RIGHT BACK WHERE YOU LEFT THEM NOW."