The door bursts open to the strains of some sort of caterwauling which sounds vaguely elven, and Daylily stumbles in, practically running Quioan over. The barbarian is weighed down with a new assortment of weapons, and one of his belt pouches is clinking oddly, and he's clad in armor so new it isn't even filthy yet.
[sblock=Elven]With her I played mine warlike pranks
An' on her boldly did adventure
I done attacked her on both flanks
An' pushed her fiercely in the center!
A furious fight was did and done
With equal courage and desire
Although I charged her three tae one
She stood and took me fire![/sblock]
"Friends! Snake Daughter! Elder Storyteller! Brother Scorchsong!" he roars drunkenly, waving around a sack. "I trade many the silly yellow metal for weapon and armor and much medicine! And I have hat!"
With pupils dilated to the size of copper pieces, he focuses briefly on the jaguar eidolon, then bursts out laughing. "I was think toad was finished with lick, but is still good toad! More drinks!"