<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/8e/9f/07/8e9f07754d1df0b7526d76ff267edd4f.jpg)</div>Name: Evan Tempest'ive (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=906851)<br/>Tagging: Store Staff, Team<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">~Legend~</div><div class="spoiler_body">Blue text= Common   Green Text= Elvish   Pink Text= Sylvan   Italics= <em>Thoughts</em></div></div><hr/>As his feet landed on the bottom of the staircase, he found the trays in the middle of what appeared to be a soiree of sorts. He took three steps into the room to pick up the trays, but heard some mechanical movement in the direction of the cellar. He stepped back first, then stored his staff in a side holster on his back. With summoning an ethereal hand, he casted Mage Hand to levitated the two trays, floating them to follow him as he ascending back up the stairs, careful not to disturb anything. "Bards don't know how to drink, but apparently they can party..."<br/><br/>As he reached the top, he said to the group, in a somewhat low voice to keep it from reverberating downstairs, "And here is what remains of two of the cakes. Looks like they had a party of some sort. They drank cheap wine, lightweight bards..." As he floated the two trays in a circular motion towards a counter, he noticed he was interrupting some sort of force of will. Listening in to the uncooperative thief, he chose to pipe in as well, Perhaps you won't tell her, but maybe you will me." Upon his somatic command, the warlock makes the trays with the single pieces of cakes dump their contents on the bandit's face. He then begins to make then spin in a saw-like motion above his head. Something metallic this way comes. What is it, and how do we disarm it?" He dropped the saw-like platters lower and backwards, keeping them within the field of vision to hopefully spook him a little more, while also keeping anything (except maybe some stale icing) away from the buxom mage.<br/><br/>Looking at Sophie and Aleena, "Also, there are now no remains of two cakes... Where's the Wood Elf?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Intimidation  rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=95807) Meh, stupid girly-man elf features... Fishing for bonuses? No?</div></div>