Onizos doesn’t mind who wears the medal. Also doesn’t mind what direction they go next, he’s less interested in the remaining activities until they get to the finale. He will still help as able, of course.

With the group indifferent to where they go next, Gan starts towards the Jumble and the arm wrestling competition, waving the others along, but paying the most attention to Yabo.

"How's that arm feeling, Yabo?" Gan asks. "Can you look weaker or something when we get there? Hard to get good odds on a wager when you look all muscly."

Yabo concentrates on trying to suck his muscles in and looking weak.

Performance: 18

Onizos laughs and changes his appearance to that of a tortle, similar to Yabo, but quite scrawny and weak-looking, with very thin arms and legs. He hobbles along weakly and says,

“No no Yabo, more like this!”

You approach a brick building with a sign that reads, “Beefslab Butchers.” A simple table and two chairs have been set up outside. Both chairs are currently occupied by people wearing the armor of the Aurora Watch, their elbows braced against the table and their hands locked in an arm-wrestling duel. Two dozen festivalgoers watch them silently, until—SLAM!—the occupant of the left chair pushes her opponent’s arm to the table and the crowd erupts in whoops and cheers.

The winner was a burly looking female orc. She is flanked on either side by two female drow. All three wear the chitinous armor of the Aurora Watch. Victorious, the orc stands and allows one of her drow compatriots take her place to face any newcomers.  A male goblin sits off to the side taking bets, "Test your strength against Maryl Bronzefang. Not the wrestling type? Place your bets with me"

Baetrix will follow the group, but won't participate in the arm wrestling. She wishes those who will participate good fortune and will wager 1gp on Yabo.

She will stand towards the edge of the crowd, if she can, keeping an eye out for Galseriad or anyone else who seems to be taking an interest in their group.

Perception: 9 (lol)

She will become quickly invested in watching the contest when she doesn't notice much. 

Yabo saunters up and cracks his neck. "I'd like to have a go."

Gan approaches the goblin and then takes a look over at Bronzefang.

”I don’t know. She looks pretty tough. What odds will you give me if I put a coin on that scrawny weakling over there?” Gan says, gesturing over at Yabo.

Thanks to Yabo's performance the goblin will payout 1.5x if Yabo wins the first match. 

Baetrix you do see Maggie milling about in the crowd, she's hard to miss.

Yabo, there is no entry fee, but Maryl refuses to face anyone who hasn't defeated one of her drow companions first. The drow seated at the table stretches confidently as you walk up.

((Both contestants make an Athletics check with a DC equal to 10 + the other contestant’s Strength modifier. If one contestant succeeds and the other fails, the one who succeeded wins the match. Repeat the checks as needed until one contestant fails and the other succeeds. Up to you if you want to roll multiple rounds at once or play out each ))

Yabo sits down and lightly places his arm on the table. "Watch the claws, don't want you getting stuck."

Once the drow has their grasp on his massive, clawed hand where they want, and someone gives the go ahead, he'll hold firm at first to test the drow's strength, then push a bit more muscle into it.

Yabo Arm Wrestling Athletics: 25
Yabo DC: 13

((Presuming the drow's not 18+ STR, think that means Yabo doesn't lose, but doesn't win if the drow tops 13?))

He'll push a little harder...

Athletics: 7

Onizos will stand behind the drow and telepathically mutter into the drow's head, You're such a weakling, just give up already, what a disgrace for an elf to be playing second fiddle to an orc.

Onizos, roll Intimidation to see if you get in the drow's head

Dang it!! Intimidation 6

Igreis moves to watch the arm wrestling contest, trying to see if he knows any members of the auroa watch. He only gives them a passing glance and if he doesn't know them he will go back to paying attention to the arm wrestling to see how his companions are doing.

Now that odds are offered, Gan places two gold pieces on Yabo to win the first battle of arms.

Igreis, while you don't recognize the individuals, you know they are not part of the Jigow garrison and must be here on leave like yourself. Their armor has a rusty orange tint which you know to be caused by dust lodged in the creases and a clear indication that they've been stationed in Bazzoxan. You've never been yourself but soldiers from Bazzoxan have a reputation for being some of toughest in the watch. Their skill and experience also tends to be accompanied by a disregard for discipline and ceremony found in other garrisons.

The drow takes Yabo's claw and drowns out the hecklers, both inside her head and out.

Her Athletics roll: 18

Yabo and the drow both make a strong offensive start, trying to go for quick wins, but you meet in a stalemate. 

Her second roll: 21

She locks her wrist as you try to make a second push before suddenly slamming your claw down with a burst of strength. Half the crowd cheers while others are disappointed at not getting to see Maryl take on the tortle. The goblin bookie says "Better luck next time everyone, who's next?"

Yabo, if you'd like to try again you can roll a DC 15 Deception or Persuasion to win the crowd over or goad the drow

Yabo thumps his other arm up on the table, claw open. 

"That was just our war' u', care to try 'y other ar'?"

Yabo and his -1 CHA: 19