Mowler Burst in threw the the Front door of the Tavern Singing It is a warm song in common tongue. harsh is his voice, yet catchy, the kind of song that one could easyly approach singing along to, if they happened to know the words. Though the is doubtful since it isnt a song of this region.<br/><br/><br/>pausing a moment at the end of a verse to Make a few geatures and mutter a strange phrase, an Array of blue sparks burst out suddenly from his right claw and as they Scatter across the Cellars Floor, A set of tribal looking drums seem to appear in his left hand and are swiftly swung around his neck and shoulder and he begins to drum matching the rythum set out from the verses and contunies his song.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">(blue sparks = cast perstigation)</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Preform Check: 9 roll  + 17 mod + 2 Circ = 28, outcome = Memorable preformance</span><br/><span style="font-style: italic">((master work drums, +2 circumstance bonus,  forgot to add that mod onto character sheet. ill go back and edit it after this post)) )</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">bardic knowledge check to see if I Knew any local Songs: 1 roll = Automatic fail</span><br/><br/><br/><br/>the song is Easly dancable. as he plays he begins to dance about the room, secretly Eyeing and sizing up those around him.<br/><br/>The Rabit Girl with Spiky hair, Though Looking Highly Delious, Was obiously Not a good mark for a meal. fun maybe. a meal no. for several Reasons. the warscyth. the armor, the odd haired human-man, built like an ox, she seemed to be somewhat chumy with. All a little to risky for his tastes. He wasnt feeling particularly courageous.<br/><br/>he had no interest in eating any men tonight. He would eat men, but women were a strong preverance. the 2 rabbit males and the deer were out.<br/><br/>the Mouse Girl behind the bar was as a possibility.. but given that she worked there it might not be a good idea. Depending on how the night went he might wanna come back here.<br/><br/>as he continues to prefrom He scowers the tiny tables Looking For a more<br/>Practical Target.<br/><br/>(( ack, why do my Posts always end up so Damn long))