Bellicious listened as everyone introduces themselves, the tip of his tail wagging happily as she was pleased to be a part of such a colorful group. However, his tail would cease as he realized that her had blabbered more than everyone else, his friendly persona kinda working against him in that regard. Oh well.<br/><br/>Watching as Zivita's injury was healed by Aethon, the naga could help but chuckle as the novice-chorister began to seduce (or at least try) the cleric centaur. She was quite a charmer with her sweet words and teasingly soft feathers. As she came back from dreamland (and the land of his abs), Bellicious was struggling hold back from outright bursting in laughter. It really was a blast to watch~<br/><br/>{Sense Motive DC 20 Check: 1d20 (16) + Skill Ranks (1) = 17. Failure! Oh well.}<br/><br/>"W-Well, such a tempting offer is...well, tempting~! To comfort a cute harpy through her pain~ But despite me being the first promise of the night, I am more than willing to pass you up to the better man here. Moreso, the one who healed your wounds. I'm sure I can find some entertainment for myself among the Voice or nightlife~ Still, I'd like to know where the honey is, just in case~ Honey makes everything better~"