<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/de/Buyo.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Buyo Stonecreek<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 4 Female Hafling Aquakineticist </em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>48/48<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>9<br/><hr/><br/>The crash of a knife being driven into a table as well as all the shouting draws a long groan and muffled swears from beneath a corner table, any near said table would hear a deep thrum before a mass of water launches out at an upwards angle to slam into the ceiling and explode in a shower of ice cold water. "Ev'r one just shurt up." Slurred words spill from beneath the table as a small figure unsteadily crawls out, dark hair covering her face and a thin white shift straining to contain the shifting of her dangling breasts or the swaying of wide hips. Free of the darkness of the table she raises up onto unsteady feet, glazed and bloodshot eyes peering through her bangs. "Tu much damn'ble noice." Bare feet barely raise above the floor as she staggers towards the gathering only to pause and raise a hand, finger pointing at Asgregith and a spot beside the crossbow wielder.<br/><br/>"I sea ya dere. Onta ya triks I aim. No' gonn' table me drinks 'gain!" Her slurred exlamation is completely ignoring that she was the one to challenge the dwarf yet again. And that she is such a lightweight drinker that one mug usually puts her down. With a stomp of her foot and a firm finger waggled at the empty air besides the sharpshooter she staggers towards the table once more, only to collide with a stool the same height as her and get into a struggle with it. Said struggle drops her onto her back with the stool thudding down atop her.<br/><br/>"Why wash yells about?"  There's a fair bit of struggle as she rolls the stool off of her and climbs to her feet. More flailing and staggering about as she rights the stool and starts climbing it. And on reaching the top of the stool she gives up and flops her stomach onto the stool's seat, arms and oversized bust hanging on one side while her legs swing from the other side of the stool.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong>Text