{{That's a good idea. I'll leave hp absorption as it is, and Improved Absorption can be a feat.}}<br/><br/><br/><br/>{{Reminder: Your character may know more than you about certian topics. Knowledge checks and lore abilities can be used actively: if you ever want me to describe something, just state a topic or question and make a roll. It won't work every time, but it's always worth a shot. Sen and Chrrou can also obtain knowledge through supernatural methods.}}<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>The fiendish server jumps with alarm when Geno grabs hold of him [imps being only two feet tall and near the bottom of the food chain]. His immediate (and not unreasonable) assumption is that the dragonfolk is about to chomp him (serving drunken preds is a profession with a very high turnover rate)<br/>He flaps vigorously, curses Geno off in Infernal and prepares to job his stinger--then realizes that the newcomer is only ordering.<br/><br/>"Egh." he brushes himself off as though Geno's hand were covered in dirt. "Pint'o Stygian Rotgut, coming right up." he starts to fly away.<br/><br/><br/>"Ay!" says Jess loudly, grabbing his foot. "Get back here, we're ordering too! I'll have...uh....hmm" she pauses for long time, just to annoy the impatient imp. "...I'll have..."<br/><br/>"We'll take two pints of Rotgut, and keep 'em full." chimes in Soma, grinning a challenge at Sashi.<br/><br/>"Ha, yeah, why not, Rotgut for me too." says Jess with a laugh. "Let's make that four pints of the Stygian swill." She looks to her companion. "You in, Yuki?"<br/><br/>"Ugh, no, that shit is terrible." the cloaked outlaw shakes her head, setting her long black hair bobbing. "Wyvern piss would taste better."<br/>She has her chair turned sideways so she can sit astride it with her right arm over the back. She looks stiff even in this place of relaxation, perhaps because, unlike Sashi's mythril suit, her steel platemail is heavy and inflexible.<br/>"I'll take a glass of bloodwine" she says sharply to the imp "And it had better be warm or else I'm not paying."<br/>She is constantly glancing about the room, scanning for familiar faces with a vigilance that borders on paranoia.{{Yuki is the Chrrou of her party, hehe x3. There's got to be one at least one in every party if its going to survive very long.}}<br/><br/><br/>The tiny fiend commits the orders to memory, then pauses for a moment lest anyone else grab him. As soon as he's sure no one else wants him, he flaps off.