Roxy raises an eyebrow and chuckles with amusement. She raises her head up a little proudly and speaks playfully. "I'm not that small. Compared to you I am. But I'm a normal height for a human." She smiles challengingly. "I can be taller or smaller if I wanted."
Random squints and suddenly takes the form of a huge, hulking bugbear. "This is the tallest I can go!" Their voice is beginning to slur. They note that and shift into a gnome with reddish hair. They crawl into their backpack and grab a small blue vial, drinking it. "Ah, that's better." The slur in their words is gone.
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I'm the idiot that decides to make Phil Swift in DnD.
Roxy nods in agreement and raises an eyebrow challengingly with a smile. "We could always try sparring. See who's got better strength and ability." she thinks for a second before shrugging. "But I guess were all here for a break from fighting huh?"
A slim, cloak wearing dragonborn makes his way into the pub. His skin a color close to that of brass, but slightly red. His eyes calmly scan the room. He approaches the bar. He sits on one of the stools, and waits for a bartender to approach.