<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ub7DaR7.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tucker Cobalt (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2722300)<br/><strong>AC:</strong>16 |<strong>HP:</strong>10/10<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong>11 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>+4<br/><strong>Spell Slots</strong>L1 2/2<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/><strong>Content:</strong>OOH YEAH BROTHER, HULKAMANIA RUNNIN' WILD<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><em>Magical Tinkering</em><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>A wry grin came over the bunny's face as Kotch posed for the child's amusement. Picking up a few pebbles from the ground and stuffing some in his pocket for later, he took out his tinkers' tools and fiddled with the one in his hand for a moment or two until it began emitting the sound of raucous applause - whooping, cheering and muffled, barely perceptible sounds that just might be people yelling Kotch's name in a crowd. For a moment he thought of making a similar pose but... too much energy expenditure and he wouldn't do it right considering his eyes tended to droop and he didn't have the right stretchiness in his muscles.  Plus it would take away from the other Harengon's performance rather than enhance it as he was attempting to do.<br/><br/>After six seconds he was a little surprised it wasn't turning off, leading the rabbit to, after a further six, knock it with a rounded keening hammer as the sound began to sadly and morosely fade. While it would only be heard up to ten feet away he didn't want the permanent cheers to annoy people as night fell or during the night and get them in trouble. Some day he would need to learn how to make something that could both do that function<span class="bbc_u">and</span>be switched off or only last for a short period of time when pressed like with one of the other options in his repertoire, but today was not that day.<br/><br/>The thing silenced, the rock went into his pocket with the rest to be used for lobster-related violence in the near future before Tucker turned to the tall, tailored two.<br/>"We might be able to help out," he said to them, wondering if he actually could considering they had needed directions to get to a bar ten minutes from their own starting point, "where might you be headed?"