<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/o3MNby8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Muineth (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=272443.msg13417209#msg13417209)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Three Sisters Tavern, C9 to K12 to R9<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shahazadi, everyone in bar.<br/><strong>HP:</strong>34/34<strong>Lay on Hands:</strong>4/4<strong>Bastion of Good:</strong>1/1<br/><strong>AC:</strong>AC:14/18, TAC:12 , FFAC:12/16, CMD: +18 (wearing Leather and not her Breastplate)<br/><strong>Passives:</strong>Fort +8, Ref +6, Will +6, Init +2, Perc +0<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Notice Kallis stabbing an Orc: At 2017-10-05 07:31:10, Muineth (uid: 61168) rolls: 1d20 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=108421)  well..that is a nope! :)<br/>Lifting and putting LLyra on the table at N5. <br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Muineth internally sighed as the two orcs joined the argument and boxed her in as the hobgoblin started fingering his short sword drunkenly.  De-escalation tactics were not working, the hobgoblin was too drunk and with him now getting goaded by his orc companions, things were about to get out of hand.  And then the human warrior added his spear to the mix, time to get LLyra to a safer location.<strong> "Master Bard, this area has become to crowded for you to play,"</strong>she smiled at LLyra as she put her hands on the small beastkin's hips and looked at the Last Swords sitting at the table to her right,<strong>"Excuse me Ladies and Lords, mind your drinks, bard coming through."  </strong>She easily lifts LLyra into the air and sets her feet on the table(N5) and gestures for LLyra to walk across the table to the other side,<strong>"I believe you will have more room to play were your beautiful music over there without interruption."</strong>she put LLyra on the Last Swords table because they would be better shields for the beastkin Bard and it moved attention away from her friends.  And if she got the Last Swords in trouble with the Orcs, oh well!<br/><br/>The tall elven warrior then pasted a smile on her lips as she turned back toward the hobgoblin part way, keeping an eye on the Orcs coming up behind her(L&M4),<strong>"Good Sirs! We are all here to drink and avoid the rain.  And while my coin purse is not adequate to handle this many, my bar tab is." </strong>She gestures expansively toward the bar, trying one last time to shift the hobgoblin and orcs attention back toward drinking.<strong> "And I will not presume to tarnish your drinking with my presence.  We can all sit back and have a nice evening of drinking, eating and enjoying the Bard's beautiful music in peace and quiet."</strong>