Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
My human female runaway/prostitute/exotic entertainer who's trying to turn her life around and become a legitimate bard stands on the edge of a bar brawl currently. The best part of the whole situation is that the DM included the following in her Code of Conduct for the players, regarding consequences of their actions:
"You walk into town and go into the local tavern. Someone looks at you cross-eyed and you take up the closest bar stool. You then proceed to introduce the barstool to the face of the offending patron. A bar brawl ensues and the local law comes in. Guess what? You started it, so guess who's going to jail and possibly losing some of his possessions to fix the damage to the bar? YOU!!!"
So, here's what happened: Newly-arrived at a small town and short on cash, my bard decided it would be wise to try to perform at a local inn for room, board, and whatever coins the locals might toss her way. She approaches the innkeeper, who takes one look at her and decides she's more qualified to be a prostitute in one of the back rooms. My bard politely refused the offer, and the innkeeper said it was a shame, because he had a good eye for the ladies. My bard shot back that he looked more the type to have a good eye for sheep and turned to leave. The innkeeper laughed, said my bard had spirit, and then gave her a parting pinch and slap on the backside.
Needless to say, that couldn't just be ignored....
I figured it had already been a rough day for my bard (more than half the party brought into -hp land after an attack from a pack of wolves), and the innkeeper had just broken a pair of cardinal rules: first, he'd had the audacity to say "No" to my bard, and second, he'd touched the goods before paying
So my bard whirled around and sang an insulting little ditty (actually a Daze spell), and when the innkeeper's face went all stupid and confused, she grabbed a mug of ale off a nearby table and poured it over his head. Then I made sure to drop a silver piece on the table of the man whose drink I'd wasted. I was rather happy with myself.
I'd forgotten about the new guy.
It was his first session in the game, and his character had followed mine to the tavern to make sure she'd be safe and not get into any trouble (Ha!). He'd stepped in to lecture the innkeeper on how to treat a lady after the pinch and slap, but after my bard had poured the ale over the man's head, the new guy decided to add an exclamation point by pushing the innkeeper to the floor.
The session ended with the tavern going suddenly silent and all the patrons glaring at the two troublemakers. The DM also saw fit to point out that we were a long ways from the front door....
So I'm expecting some bar-brawling fun next week. Of course, I'll try to sweet-talk or otherwise Bluff my way out of it and let the new guy take the beating for me