As the customers left Leon unfolded his arms and took the change. Putting it in a bag he returned it to its owner then moved around the room. For a brief moment,magic invoked in the room. Chairs were put back into place and tables made whole again. Out of a shelf at the very top of the bar Leon grabbed a brown box and set it down on the bar.<br/><br/>as the Orc awoke the magic disappeared and Leon opened the wooden box revealing a box of cigars. Taking one out the man grabbed a match  and stoked it against the wall lighting the match. With the cigar in his mouth he put the match up close and puffed. The air was a mixed smell of cedar and cherries now as the burly man crouched down next to the downed Orc slapping him awake the man puffed smoke into the others face. "Come on you lump of flesh up ya get." The voice coming from the man was low and gritty as he slapped and puffed again till he saw movement. "Now then you big lug don't cha try nothin more ye hear. Watcha smelling is a good ol peace maken mix of dear ol' Baba." The tall man let out his arm to help the character up.