(@Bobo You not too high of a level that Marm won't put you over a knee, Mr. Giant Runt. >:P)

(@Cogema It's less the color, and more b/c Marm's has a blue dragon sorcerer background.)

“If i5 gets you off my back, Mrs.Big Failure, how about the Blue Abishai?”

(Now @bobo you may want to find out who the backers are for the bookie. Lol)

(Just be careful about using another powerful monster's name.  We don't know how resourceful those drow are and shouldn't give them any ideas.)

(Um... Tarrasque! Kraken! Tiamat!)

(Go all in and use Ultra Terrasque)

(The Blue Terrasque sounds dope.)

(How about literally every type of dragon, 13 liches, and........ 56,987,345,651,482,365,829,475 crawling claws. I find that they are tough in numbers.)

(If there's a chance that the Drow will take it, how about "10 goblins each carrying sacks filled with ten thousand platinum coins")

(With 13th level Animate Objects)

Zalandra leans back onto Marm's booth seating -- who at this point has finally turned to give Magnio a stern look -- crosses her arms, and continue to smile her sweet (but not really) smile. "I like the ring of Blue Abishai. Got no idea what the heck that is, but it sounds fancy. So will keep it in mind." She admits before her expression turns flatly. "Now call me that one more time, and see what happens." Zalandra says as she conjures some Dancing Lights, and starts having them spin about in the palm of a hand. 

Sometime earlier, a very bruised yet even tempered Mazara puts in a bet of 200gp on Parabulous the Fabulous's victory, and another 50gp on Wild Child, paying the vig 25gp for all together up front. 

He then gets himself a bottle of the most expensive drink in the glory on his way out to do some supply hunting. 

(Wait, there are drow lurking about? Does that mean that any nearby caves have underdark access? If so, this could be the great financial windfall Banjo Man has been looking for, considering all the treasures that could be found down below.)

(in recent news: nearby town develops a flourishing treasure hunters' guild overnight, thanks to hefty supply of willing adventurers)

“Alright, alright, sorry Mrs.Big Failure.” Maginio smirks as he dissapears, and you see a running Maginio across the distance, laughing.

(Almost regretting not having Expeditious Retreat anymore. Not that Marm would probably bother since she still has work to do for the next 4 IC days. T.T)

Zalandra huffs and snaps close her hand on the orbs, dispelling the magic. "Boss." She states without looking at Marmaduke. Marmaduke sighs, and shakes her head. "You did warn him. Just make sure they don't kill'em." With that, she draws from her Bag of Tricks a (1)Beebop the Boar, 3(Nala the Lion), and (7)Rocksteady the other Boar.

Short of pulling a bunch of rats out of it, each are drawn and immediately commanded to hunt down and "lightly" maul the goliath wizard, as well as take any instructions from Zalandra. A task Zalandra eagerly relishes as she jumps atop Nala to ride her into a glorious hunt!

(@Bdiddy and Bobo: To correct for earlier, I forgot Lion-o and the rest were summoned the day prior to help with the rebuilding efforts. So, had to draw new lots. And as an aside, Zalandra, Nala, and rocksteady will be a 'turn' behind actually being able to give chase. So, could easily get away if want to play it out that way.)

As he is mauled, they pass through him. However, a Swigg walks by in the direction of the library, and any other person can see him climb out a window, screaming “Big Failure!” As he runs in the direction of Maginio’s room and locks the door.

(Banjo Man's plan:

Step one: procure all the oil in the land

Step two: pour it all into the caves leading to the drow city

Step 3: ignite, and watch the emo-sociopath-former-tree-hippies burn

Step 4: take all of their money.)

After learning of the purple worm incident, Banjo Man had a new plan (note: not the plan listed above). Banjo Man always hated elves, for he comsidered them to be condescending and unpleasant. He especially hated the dark elves; they took the condescension and unpleasantness and ramped it up to 11, and then added a few hundred splashes of psychopathy. He would make them pay, in their blood and gold. Banjo takes yet another sheet of paper, and makes yet another advertisement:

BRAVE ADVENTURERS NEEDED!

WANT TO MAKE THOSE DROW PAY FOR THEIR MISDEEDS? WANT GOLD? HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO DO? COME MEET BANJO MAN AT THE GREYCASTLE LOUNGE BACK ROOM, THIRD DOOR ON THE LEFT.

All future explorers must provide their own supplies. I'm not made of food and water, you know.

Banjo Man then makes a few more copies and hangs them up at important places. He then returns to his broom clos- I mean office.

“ I will join you on your quest Banjo man, a great feast awaits us. I will devour those spider loving scum.”