Dod starts to fidget a bit. First pulling one arm into his shell, then after a few seconds brings it out again. Then does the same with the other arm. Then both in and both out as he hums softly a bizarre tune popular in Chult. He suppresses an urge to carve the symbol of marduk into the wooden door to the room with a claw. 

"Well I'm in an unpleasant situation with a band of criminals, apparently they've followed me here.once they show up take care of them and you get your information"

"How long do you have? I can get this settled in five minutes."

"erhm why are they after you? These things aren't related are they?" he questions as he writes some notes down before sifting through his bag of notes and grabbing a smooth brown purse, delicately woven with a singular green gem on the center. It's tied shut loosely by a fine rope, that glitters slightly. He attaches it to his belt, slightly ajar.  "so we're gonna zap these folks as well then? No room to negotiate??" 

"If we have five minutes we won't even have to lift a finger." The Bormul scion promises the note taker.

"There's certain privileges I have in Baldur's Gate that I'm not afraid to take advantage of." Says Ivan with a smirk. Laying his head in against his hands. The common criminal below his attention, he'd rather get straight to the real enemy and waste his precious time and resources there. "And I can run very fast. When I want to."

"That depends on what our friend here has to say. They can be on a ship on the way to Baldur's Gate for all we know."

"Haste makes waste...according to Vajra the monk. We can make the bad guys into waste  or Mr Ivan can snap his fingers an make them waste before they arrive? How abouts Miss Tarina shares the info As we rid the tavern of these rats and never do wells....Efficiency "

Dod casually pulls off his cloak and makes it disappear inside his shell, as he pulls his shield from its hook and draws his sword. Brand spanking new, a gift for passing the first portion of his training.  This venture is the 2nd part of the training,  real world experience prior to taking the solem oath that will bind him.. he takes a few slow swipes at the air and a huge,, goofy looking turtle grin.

"Indeed. Let's let her speak."

"oooo this is starting to get interesting is it not? Your privileges can be useful Ivan, that's for sure. right, let's zap em some , it'll be a good chance for me to test out some of what I've shown to my students. I do say, field experience is always better than practicing on your own." he smiles as he takes a rather large puff from his pipe. coughing slightly as the smoke flows out of his nostrils. 

"right, right. best not get too excited for a conflict, though many of my methods should be non lethal... always happy to have an intellectual chat with someone to sort out these issues as well, if they are will of course. Eltor, you seem well versed in these types of things, is that correct? You're welcome to take the lead with Ivan before we zap em" Coxif chuckles almost dropping his pipe from his pursed lips. 

"They're criminals. Most importantly, they're criminals that don't understand not to strike their betters." At betters, he gestures to the woman. "They fall. No negotiations."

after you speak the phantom voice that gives the tavern it's name begins to speak all who can understand elvish hear the following

O sing a song of Elturel

Of water, woods, and hill

The sun dawns on her ruddy cliffs

And fields green and still.

This land of long-abiding joy

Home of the strong and brave

Renowned by all, across the realms,

And never once a slave.

O sing a song of Elturel

When foes are at her door

Her fields torn by cloven feet

From some infernal shore.

Arise the mighty Hellriders

Take up your swift, keen swords

Then charge into the hellish fray

And scatter devil hordes.

O sing a song of Elturel

And when the night does fall

Sleep safe beneath Companion’s light

Until the dawn does call.

We’re bound by mortal covenant

That only ends with death

And so we’ll sing of Elturel

Until our final breath.

"" what a beautiful singing voice Miss Tarina has. I dont know what the songs about, but is is very pelasant..."

"That was not Tarina. It's called the Elf song tavern for a reason. It's the ghost of an Elf. Although. I've never heard her sing that one before."