Amara refuses Duke's offer of a drink, but gives the warforged a warm smile. "It's very different, depending on where you are. Some places have spectacular forests and trees, others stunning views from atop mountains, and yet others the perfect scenes of people going about their lives. A great deal of it is very beautiful, although there are certainly parts that are...less so. Often the cities are crowded, packed so full of life that you cannot take a step without running into someone new. And sometimes, that someone new turns out to be someone special. A friend, or even one who will become family." Her smile turns a little wistful as she speaks the last few sentences.

Duke smiles as well. "Declaration: I have already met individuals from the surface that I consider to be friends. You, Svana, Ash, SST. Secondary Declaration: I would like to see the rest of the surface world and meet other humanoids that I may befriend. Svana has already mentioned a Warforged unit that she knows of. Observation: The topic of family members has produced a positive emotional reaction. Inquiry: Do you have a family?"

Amara nods. "I do. Quite a large one, in fact, but the ones I miss the most right now are my wife, Laia, and our daughter, Kira." Her smile turns a little sad.

"Declaration: I will assist you in returning to them, as a payment for all you've done for me."

Jezzika to Duke: "Who knew birds had such alcoholic constitution. We should have a rematch soon so I can really show you what drinking is."

She caught Svana looking at her, and turned her head to look at her too once she got another meal for Huey, who was eating more than any of them combined. The constant rumble of business, the good music from Quinn and Ash, who had at least, so far, made about 150g just by performing for a couple of hours, and the warmth in her cheeks she was feeling from the ale. Jezzika liked Ash. She was innocent, inquisitive, and she was in need of answers to very good questions. If at all, Jezzika was happy that they had gotten along so well so far, and she appreciated Ash very much.

Huey let out such a large burp that Jezzika had to comb back her hair, giving Huey a semi-scolding look that begged the question of "what do we say?"

"HAU HAU! LOUD!" Huey replied, and Jezzika broke down and laughed.

She playfully rolled her eyes and her gaze went back to Svana again. Sitting close to her where Jezzika could prop her elbow on the back of the stall, she became a bit daring and used her finger to trace the tip of Svana's left ear, and mentally said something softly to her that implied very clearly she wanted to taste something else besides the ale tonight.

Amara smiles at Duke. "Thank you, dear."

Duke smiles back at Amara and shares a look with her for a second before replying to Jezzika. "Declaration: If you wish to get 'bodied' again, we can have a rematch." He says, with a smile that indicates that he's clearly up for it.

 Quinn and his lyre, Ashryn and the flute. It was time to think of a name for the duo, how would they fare together all across Faerûm?

Performance 23

Ash smiles at Quinn, both of them lost in the music. Ash looks peaceful as she plays the familiar tunes, improvising and trying to keep the melody when Quinn takes the lead on a few songs. She leans slightly against Quinn, forgetting about everything that's been troubling her. Maybe her cards were right. Maybe her infatuation with Jezz wasn't what she needed. She'll find the one when the universe intends her to. Until then, she should just enjoy what she can, with who she can, while she can. 

I never know what will come tomorrow.

Performance: 22

With Quinn's help:19

Svana knew Jezzika was bold, something that she had found attractive of the drow (among many other things), but she wasn't anticipating her touch, how close she was, and what she was saying to her in their telepathic link. Her cheeks had already been flushed red by the wine, but her body heated up significantly the more Jezzika spoke, but she managed to keep her poker face, even when she indulged the warlock with some sweet talk of her own. 

Slender eyebrows raised in interest at Duke's challenge, giving Jezzika a sly smirk, but stayed silent to see if the other would be up to it.

Quinn was caught up in his own mind, far away, where he and his lyre, Ashryn and the flute were being their best together and he could have kissed her right there.

Until he realized that that was exactly what he was doing now, with his lips over Ashryn's as he played the lyre and she was interrupted while playing the flute.

Performance 15

Oblivious to social norms, or the rampant flirting going on right in front of him, Huey instead starts belting out a raunchy shanty, surprising the crew with his amazingly talented voice:

Performance: 6

There was once a hermit named Dave
Who kept a dead whore in a cave.
He said, "Yes, she smells
And is ugly as hell,
But think of the money I save!"

Thats the most vocal you’ve ever heard Huey....obviously he has no idea what the words mean, as he just learned the ditty from having been forced to sing it over and over again.

Ash is almost taken back by Quinn's sudden advance and attempts to make the kiss into part of their performance, kissing him back for a second before pulling away, her face almost beat red in surprise as he finishes the current song. She attempts to ignore any hoots and hollering at the two, her face and ears brightening to almost the shade of her hair as she grabs Quinns wrist, forcing him to their tip table. "What the hell was that?! Part of the performance? You could have warned me." 

Performance: 13

With advantage?: 25

As they reach the table, She gathers their tips, giving a minute for anyone else to drop them some tips, before dividing it between the two of them, her face and ears still hair red, almost masking her slight freckles entirely. She let's her hair cover half of her face, trying to hide slightly. 

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 4 | AC 15 | HP 30/30 | Temporary HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 3 | Spells Known 5 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 2nd | Innate spells 5| Eldritch Invocations 2

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Not too fast as to seem too anxious, but also not delaying his pace too much, Ree'lyn nodded to the barkeeper just a signal that he would do as requested. On his way, he signaled to Quinn in approval to his move on Ash. 
"This song" - he starts as he glances around to the crow who was gathered by Quinn and Ashryn performance - "is one about a princess. One who got lost In the twists and climbs and falls of the Underdak, a lost soul haunted by her own darkness. Which would consume her first? The perils of the Underdark, or the burden of lingering sorrow and loss?"

"In the Underdark" - he finally adds - "you have to learn to make your way back or be forever swallowed by the unknown."

And Ree'lyn, the Warlock, starts singing

I'll never let you see
The way my broken heart is hurting me
I've got my pride
And I know how to hide
All my sorrow and pain
I'll do my crying in the rain

If I wait for stormy skies
You won't know the rain from the tears in my eyes
You'll never know
That I still love you so
Only heartaches remain
I'll do my crying in the rain

Raindrops falling from heaven
Could never take away my misery
Since we're not together
I'll pray for stormy weather
To hide these tears I hope you'll never see

Some day when my crying's done
I'm going to wear a smile and walk in the sun
I may be a fool
But till then, darling, you'll
Never see me complain
I'll do my crying in the rain

Since we're not together
I'll pray for stormy weather
To hide these tears I hope you'll never see

Some day when my crying's done
I'm going to wear a smile and walk in the sun
I may be a fool
But till then, darling, you'll
Never see me complain
I'll do my crying in the rain
I'll do my crying in the rain
I'll do my crying in the rain

Performance 7

Quinn's inspiration 1

Gwen's guidance 4

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 4 | AC 15 | HP 30/30 | Temporary HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 3 | Spells Known 5 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 2nd | Innate spells 5| Eldritch Invocations 2

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Having finished his song without great commotions, Ree'lyn takes off back to the table he was sharing with the others.

Duke has a rather amused smile on his face as he looks at everything that has happened on stage over the last few moments. "Declaration: I had almost forgotten how spontaneous and impulsive humanoids could be with their actions."

Jezzika slowly turned towards Duke, as if what the robot had said was full of audacity. "Oh?" she said amused. "If *I* wish to get bodied? You mean YOU get bodied? Sure. You're on."

She slammed a full mug of ale on the table, ready to drink, ready for Duke to go first. She looked at him with a deadly glare. THIS time she was gonna wreck that dumpster.

DC5.

Duke smiles and tosses another one back. 

11

He holds his liquor and invites her to take her turn.

Still glaring at Duke, Jezzika takes a few puffs and steels up tight, not taking her eyes of the warforged. She brings the mug to her lips, and chugs and chugs.

DC5 CON test: 22

After many gulps, she slams the mug down on the table.

"Your TUBUURRPPPurn.." she frothed.

DC10.

Svana had only seen part of the ending of Quinn and Ash’s performance, Ashryn rocking it on the pan flute enough to grab her attention completely. She gives the two a well deserved applause along with some others in the tavern, and sits back when Ree’lyn enters the stage. When his song was complete, she also gives him some applause.

The wizard crosses her legs when Duke and Jezzika begin to drink again, waving over the server to hand her another glass of wine and watches the show with a sultry smile on her lips.