Mowler, Hearing tails of the Cheddar Cellar Decided that it would be a good point of venture for a bit of fun in his near future. He has Saved up a healthy bit of coin, well, as far as wanderers go. But now that the constant need for money had be filled he found himself yerning for other things, more recreational things...<br/><br/>Though he didnt need the money, He intented to perform his Act there anyway. For who knows? if he was skilled enough and more importantly, lucky enough, perhaps he would catch the eye of a fair maiden. Chedder cellar was in rodent-town, after all, and Mice-folk women fer high on his list for entertainment and sustinence.<br/><br/>With a bit of a dance in his step He takes to the streets in broyg. making a conscious Attempt to be seen by the residents. he was a scary looking sort, as he was well aware. however, being seen as scary or grim is the same as being memorable. and being memorable and distint had ofter been the differance between having a small crowd or a large one. the differance between spare change out or a large lump sum. the differance between one eating rations or one eating somthing live and kicking.<br/><br/><br/>After a Bit of Looking He finaly located his Destination<span style="font-style: italic">(Search check: Roll 18 + mod 15= 33 / DC=15 / outcome:pass) </span>while aprroaching the tavern he Stares at its outside and pondered his enterance. enterance to a Place is key if you wish to impress. and tonight, as he viewed any night with even a slimest chance of being more than mondane. would be a night to remember.