Jing cringed a bit as it came time for bloody hour and hearing Scourge call Myra's name. He didn't even get a chance to speak up before he could tell by the gleam in the man's eye that he'd accept no substitute. To be fair, stripping a woman bare chested would always out weight doing the same to a man in Jing's eyes as well. Though, he wasn't one with too much interest in the marring of flesh.<br/><br/>He watched stoically, almost uncaring even in an attempt to not let Scourge get any extra satisfaction from the display.<br/><br/>He was pleased to see though that the man at least held up his honor and stopped at three and stil even more so that Myra could walk away instead of being carried like he had no doubt the two of them had been the night before.<br/><br/>He made his way over to his meal and shook his head, it smelled awful in his mind but then he didn't complain as it's better than some of the things he'd been forced to eat foraging between towns at times.<br/><br/>After all the info he'd gotten today, he thought for a bit and decided he might give entertaining the quartermaster a try. While he had hear that she enjoyed a good tune...to be honest, he couldn't really sing anymore than the average house cat.<br/><br/>Instead he tried coming up with a lovely tale of daring, attacks at sea, and plundering of good booty.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Craptastic roll to attempt to remember a good story for a bonus</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +6<br/>Comment: Free Knowledge check from Barroom Talespinner<br/>Result: 9, <br/>Total: 9<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Perform Oratory on Grok</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: ShinigamiWolf rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by +8<br/>Comment: Spinning a tale worthy of swaying the Quartermaster.<br/>Result: 12, <br/>Total: 12<br/></div></div><br/>His tale wasn't overly complicated and sadly not incredibly inventive...but he held his breath a bit to see how she'd respond to the tale.<br/><br/><em>Dang...Myra destroying the damned social rolls...meanwhile...Cat warbling over in a corner</em>