<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6Uzxfey.png)(https://i.imgur.com/UMJkDhK.jpg)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/LEKagIZ.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/D3yP3yn.jpg)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/7oSm2nX.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/fu2TiVd.png)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/iOtPPNd.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/0zQCXti.jpg)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/kQLBjB4.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/ZG1uh1x.jpg)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/ORUp57j.png)<br/></div><br/>"Oh...well, in that case I suppose it would be rude of me to refuse" Cinnabar said uncertainly, eyes shifting side to side, though fortunately having the sense not to look directly at anyone's hiding spots, "Very well, I would be honored to hear one of your songs" they said. Just then Juro came hopping out like a ball of sugary sweet cotton candy fluff, just the most adorable, non-threatening thing anyone ever did see, "Oh! Juro, there you are" Cinnabar said, crouching down and extending a pale arm to pet the tiny bunny boy, "We're about to get a free show" they added.<br/><br/>"Alright then! Let's give em a show then guys! A little pick me up for the road!" The goblin girl declared, the band members suddenly coming to life, rapidly tuning their instruments with masterful speed and precision. They all stepped back and got into position, with the goblin girl taking the front, "Hello and welcome everyone. We are the Brass Bard Band-its! And we've come to jam out and save the world, and I don't see no apocalypse on the horizon just yet!" she shouted, before suddenly switching into a surprisingly beautiful singing voice, "Can you see? Shimmerin' in our view...the horizon is leading you...do you feel the flow of time, intertwined, the human kind, as it beckoooons aaaall...?"  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDL3-xC-Aro) she cooed, and with just the lead in everyone listening could start to feel a soothing warmth gently roll over them, the soreness of their misguided trek starting to ebb away.<br/><br/>The swell of the music provided good cover for Xanavel to start working her way in, masking the sound of her footsteps. However sneaking up on a group of 10 people in broad daylight was a rather ambitious endeavor, even for an acolyte of The Thief, and while the bass player was far too distracted to notice the tiefling's approach, some of her other band mates managed to catch her out of the corner of their eyes,  "Ride on time! Singing out the things I've longed to say! Only you can make me feeel this wa-EH!? What the fuck!?" the goblin girl cut herself off, causing the others to stop playing in turn as they all turned to Xanavel, too late to stop her, "What? Wait no, not my bass! Please!" the dark elf cringed at the cry of her instruments strings, as if the knife had dragged across her own throat.<br/><br/>While they couldn't stop Xanavel from holding up the bass player, they had caught her in time to go on alert and start pulling out knives and clubs of their own, "Who are you? and what the fuck are you doing?" the goblin girl demanded, some of her companions already starting to circle around the girl, cautiously though, not wanting to provoke her into doing anything rash. The draconic trumpet player actually moved over by Cinnabar and put himself in front of them, holding out an arm to signal the Traveler to stand back, "Careful" he cautioned. It would seem they hadn't yet connected that Xanavel and Cinnabar were allies, probably assuming this was some unrelated attempt at banditry, "Oh come on, why did you have to pick me? I'm just the bass player. Haven't I suffered enough?" the bassist complained, "Yeah just calm down. What do you even want from us?"<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Xanavel</strong>you've succeeded in sneaking up on the bass player and taking her, or more accurately her instrument, hostage. You currently have the upper hand, but the band is slowly surrounding you, and given their numbers they can no doubt do some damage if they all jump you at once, so you're in just a precarious position as they are.