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And that, my friends, is what you call a conspiracy of bards. ;)

Oz guides her out to an open area and begins to lead her in a slow dance to the rhythm of the unfamiliar song. He leans in closely "It is true you have two left...hooves, yet it merely doubles your grace, which is only surpassed by your beauty."

"Aðalbjørg" whispers Oz before the music fills the air. Oz of course is keenly receptive to any music and was keenly aware of the uniqueness of this hitherto unheard style. Oz's hooves stop to clop along, lending some percussion to the performance. "Come Aðala, my little mountain flower, dance...

Brad shrugs and puts his hand on the door to check if it is hot.

Natch. Still 8 is better than 3 :D

Korgon is raging and so has resistance to slashing and piercing damage. So that should be 2 and 4 damage for a total of 6 points and leaving Korgon with 9, yes?

Zef Con save 1d20+4=20 Grapple Athletics check 1d20+2=14 So no grapple, not that a 4 foot dwarf is much cover for a seven foot Seawolf ;) Old Zef wrenches his shoulder out of D'avard's mouth. While there is pain, the blood is flowing freely, preventing the Seawolf's vile saliva from...

Oz turns to Eurid "Your aim is a s bad as your advice Eurid. Keep the olive pits to your self along with your patois chestnuts." Oz grins. I am detecting a surprising level of anti-goat sentiment from someone whose user name is goatunit :lol:

Brad scoffs "Evil? You have been watching too many movies on Chiller man. It is just some glow necklace or something. " laughs Brad. He pauses a moment watching the pain and discomfort on everyone elses faces with some consternation. is that humming bothering you guys? Probably a loose wire or...

Oz, grins back at the barmaid a suave look on his face. "Well, well, well. An anthropocaprine beauty." he says appraising her as he circle her, his own hooves echoing on the floor like hers. He runs a finger over the barding on her lower back. "Four legs, how.....sturdy. A good stable base for...

Old Zef growls as the ball buries itself into his shoulder. Time to prioritize he thinks. Zef steps back from the window, his back to the south wall, out of sight from the two pirates and the door. He quickly chants a spell "fortitudine magia armis"* as he prepares for D'avard's arrival. *OOC...

Korgon looks at the fleeing backs of the ruffians, then grins at the leader of the group. "Looks like you need to round up better thugs. Next time. Oh wait there won't be a next time for you." Korgon swings his axe at the leader. Attack 1d20+5=17 If that hits: damage 1d12+5=8

Brad laughs at Bella's comment as he reaches for a bag of fries and a burger. Brad is completely unperturbed by the day.

Oz had been wandering around the tavern, listening to to various conversations, absorbing the ambiance. He was a restless, curious soul. As much as the Feywild called him back, he reveled in the new and the now.

Korgon looks at his shoulder and a strange gleam comes into his eye. He shouts a battle cry as he swings his axe. If you swung on Korgon with a fist, he would punch you back, you swing a weapon, your life is forfeit. Rage: +2 Rage damage Advantage on Str checks and Str saving throws...

Amron looses an arrow at the bugbear, but his concern for Selari and his frequent glances at her, spoil his aim. 1d20+5=10

Korgon readies his axe Roll(1d20)+2: 10,+2 Total:12

Oz scoops up the two coins, "See Rusty, one coin became two. Magic! Ooohh" says Oz with a grin to the modron. "Now, it will take your coin if you are not careful. But if you want to play with it, you need a coin." Oz starts to turn away, "And not mine" he adds.

Cunning satyr that he is, Oz has quite quick hands and knows the tricks of the game. Sleight of Hand Roll(1d20)+6: 19,+6 Total:25

OOC: Nope, not even worth asking about my own sleight of hand skill. You want me to just guess then? Roll(1d20)+3: 5,+3 Total:8