Miyuki's performance went over quite well, and the sound of spare coins bouncing up onto the stage near her feet was just loud enough to register as she launched into the main part of her singing story.  Mostly flashes of copper, but as she bent over she saw a few silver pieces and even a single gold coin rolling between her ankles.  Of course this accompanied by hoots, hollers, and shouts of encouragement.  She did feel a heavy hand slap her butt cheek as she was turned around wiggling her backside, but before she could see who had done it, there was no one obvious.  Instead a crowd of cheering tavern patrons were sitting close to the stage, all within groping distance, and there was no sign of who the slapper had been.  Behind the row of chairs that had been pulled around several others had taken to standing and listening along.<br/><br/>Miyuki got the sense that free entertainment was greatly appreciated, as long as the subject matter was right.  So her choice of a jovial and light song, combined with teasing flashes of her backside which wasn't really covered at all by Davindi's creation, turned out to be the right one.  She finished her song and bowed, collecting the coins that had been tossed on stage, and politely declined the repeated calls for another song, and more politely ignored the requests for more private entertainment.  All told she scooped almost three gold pieces into her coin pouch before making her way back to Jax.<br/><br/><strong>"You did great Miyuki,"</strong>he said with a grin.<strong>"I'd be glad to join you tonight if you like, but it seems like I might have to fight off a few other fans with a stick." </strong>He chuckled and gestured towards the room where more than a few men and women had their eyes on Miyuki now.  Smiling as she turned to look at them.  Jax motioned to the chair opposite him that his leg was propped up on,<strong>"Why don't you go get some food, if you'd like I can keep this chair for you.  Though there's plenty of others in the tavern that might be worth meeting if you're so inclined."</strong><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">I set (in my head) the dc of 10 to do a passable but forgettable performance, 15 to do a good one that earned you a few tips, and 20 as a fantstic crowd pleaser.<br/><br/>If you want to meet some of the people in the tavern, just describe in your next post who she goes over to sit with and introduces herself to.  I'll make up backstory for whoever or whatever you come up with.  :)</div></div>