Oz cringed in an extremely rare and short display of annoyance as the bard's next song began to play.  He collected himself quickly, returning to his previous pose with a hint of steel to his gaze.  The rest of the Tavern would most likely enjoy the tune, but this town wasn't as wartorn as others.  From Oz's experience it typically had a similar effect on the average<em>innocent</em>civilian's mood as it did on a soldier's; it sometimes preceded bar fights.  Had he heard the ruckus in the corner before his entry Oz would've distributed his attention to the entirety of the tavern; unfortunately he hadn't.