Deep speech: "you brain-sucking fiends know nothing of honesty nor honor."

Then, in common:

"Crow, this monstrosity only wants to eat your brains while you sleep. She's one of those Illithids, must have come to the surface for easy food."

"Hey now. If she was an illithid, she'd be displaying tentacles just like the ones you've got right there." Despair takes a step closer. "So we'd best not be causing any trouble then, right?"

In Deep Speech: Despair whispers into his ear. "I know what your kind is capable of. I know it all too well. We all have our problems, but you can't inflict them on a worker here. So what if she speaks Deep Speech? I do too, but am I a mindsucking abberation? No. So stand down." Despair steps back and pulls up a stool to sit on.

Wanarus listens to the comotion in confusion as they swap in and out of deepspeech.

"Now listen here, laddie; the only reason I have tentacles jammed in my mouth is because those brain-suckers put them there."

Nia smiles brightful at everyone with and say '' With honesty~ Mister banjo, Despair, Onxy~ '' she takes a deep breath and talk in deep speech to everyone '' ...if i were to eat the thoughts out of everyone here..i would have done a long time ago. '' 
She looks at everyone with her eyes glowing as she have a serious expression, causing a bit of chill down the spines of everyone, but telling Banjo privately '' we would have invaded, taken over, we are the domination of lesser beings like yourselves.. ''

Wanarus looks at his hand, and a chill goes down his pine despite the fact he can't understand Deepspeech.

"Trust me, you couldn't take over the surface if you tried. Us surface-dwellers outnumber you and certainly beat you in strength. Remember, your kind are a bunch of slimy cowards who worship a big brain in a pool, and would rather hide underground than amount to anything important. Your kind are nothing but a small footnote in history."

'' our conversation about domination when you dont know the history of us.. my friend? Banjo, you dont even know what i truly am, you think i am a illithid like the rest, you think i am under mind control of a elder brain?... '' Nia slightly smirk as she near Banjo just to clean the table as she speak with him in deep speech, taking the empty tankards on the table to get them clean. 

"Well then, what are you here for? Does Ragella know?"

"You are the puppet of a brainsucker, and whoever they may be, they are the puppet of an elder brain. A puppet controlling a puppet, if you will."

Onyx stands from his seat at the table. "AYE... The lot of you are all nuts. I've been around long enough to unfortunately see both sides of this argument take place, Illithids attacking the surface only to be out numbered and hindered by the outside elements they are not used to. And surface dwellers taking to the depths and suffering a similar fate, for there are far more dangerous things that dwell in the dark underbelly of the world. So why dont we all just relax have a couple of drinks and do as Miss Raggy said and leave our wars at the door. Change the subject, if ya want to fight then take it outside the Tavern." 

As onyx finishes talking his eyes begin to glow with a blue greenish hue his cloak starts to swirl and move like there is a gust of wind blowing it around but the air is still. In a mix of infernal and undercommon "let them take it out side, I would love to show them our true power" 

His eyes shut hard and open again back to their normal color. His cloak now still. His eyes dart back and forth to those who are looking at him. In common now he says "I suggest you all just have a drink" he throws the coin satchel of platinum that despair put in his pocket earlier towards Raggy as it slides across the bar top, "next few rounds on me" 

Nia who is the maid and doing her job, fastly cleaning the cups and so on, comes back hearing Onyx talking and lightly relieve a sigh.
'' Indeed...Onyx. let our wars at the door, enjoy the stay. we are all friends in this place.. ''
She takes the coins to Ragella and hand them over.

Wanarus stares at Onyx. Wanarus could understand the whole sentence, and was slightly scared. He darted over to Onyx and said in Undercommon, "What was that."

A young woman enters the inn, a holy symbol held at her side and a tattered dog-eared notebook held in her arm. She appears to be a young earth genasi made of sandstone and dust, dressed in simple leather armor. The girl, Kalahari, makes a few simple holy gestures as she enters. She finds an open seat, then opens her notebook, and begins to draw pictures of the other patrons, humming a cheerful tune under her breath.

Now that the great Illithid verbal battle was over, Banjo Man returned to his banjo playing, singing along in deep speech. For those who understand deep speech, it's basically a musical rant on why illithids suck.

Performance:

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Barosh, a more or less average human with golden scales covering his arms in a double helix, leans over the newcomer's shoulder.

"Whatcha doing there? Drawing? Ooo, can you draw me?!"

He then poses in a classic power pose, the only difference being that's he's on fire.

Despair roots around in his pockets for a second until he pulls out a small flute made of bone inlaid with emerald. He starts playing in tune with Banjo.

Performance: 5

Then puts it back again, realising that a flute probably isn't the best instrument for a song in Deep Speech.

Main Room

"Okay, disclaimer for everyone, there's no illithids in this tavern, and no one is gonna have their brain eaten in here." Ragella says, massaging her forehead in annoyance of the rowdy patrons. "If you have problems with any of the other patrons, you can just move on to another tavern, alright? Also it is appreciated if you're going to provide entertainment to use the performing area and to use a common tongue."

Onyx waits for his drink and nods to Nia. Seeing Waranus approach and asking him what that was all about. "Take a seat and grab a drink. I haven't told this story in a long time." Onyx leans in slightly as he lowers his voice to begin his story of how his life was changed over 300 years ago. (PMing the message to Lanceltnot)

**If anyone would like to make a perception check to listen in may do so DC-15 As I am actively trying to keep the conversation between Waranus and Onyx**

Banjo, being the paranoid lad he is, attempts to listen in on this conversation.

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