Con Check: 16

Duke pounds down another drink, holds it and looks back toward his opponent.

Jezzika grabbed another mug of ale, blinked a few times to clear out the fuzzies, shaking her head once quickly to keep it clear and kept her eyes on Duke as she pounded down another glass. Opening her mouth wide, in came the ale.

DC10 Con check: 21

As she gulped and gulped, Jezzika's stomach cramped up violently and she brought that glass down rapidly, pinching her lips with her fingers and she looked like a duck. Once the heaving of potential vomiting subsided, she slouched down in the booth with her hands across her chest and had a very annoyed look on her face, clearly having lost.

Duke extends a hand towards Jezzika, mirroring a custom that he's seen multiple members of this party do. "Declaration: You were an honorable opponent. This was most enjoyable."

"Yeah, yeah.."

Amara drifts back to the table once Duke has finished talking to her and gives Ree a smile as he comes back. "It was a lovely song, and sung with emotion if not perfect talent, darling. Where did you learn it?"

Talike watches the drunk party members and then turns to Enkindle with a slightly concerned look on her face.

"Sorry about that thing in the caves a few days ago. I probably wasn't thinking right after the big monkey creature crawled out of the water... By the way, do you know what that was? I've never seen anything like it."

Wary and Weary of watching anything further after the kiss performance, Enkindle starts to get up, only to hesitate from Talike throwing her off. "I ain't got no ****'n clue off the top of my head. But if I had to guess, prolly a demon that's up... down? Whatever. He's prolly one of the kings of the shit pile that's abyss. 'nd if that ****'n twin-headed bastich is... Shits only gonna get worse down here." 

Enkindle downs the rest of her fermented mushroom booze, and with a satisfied "ah!" nearly slams it down. "Much as I'm incline to let the rest of this place burn, ain't no turning a blind eye on it. Soon as we up top, I'm seeing the father 'bout recruit'n some paladins to come down fix up this **** up fer things get too out of hand." She boldly declares, starts to turn again, only to hesitate a second more. 

"...I... Look... Mmph! **** it -- Don't take this the wrong way, but that's like the second time ya froze up. Fer good reason 'n all! Though... if it starts getting any worse, don't... when we make it up top, maybe ya should think 'bout stay'n up there?" Enkindle doesn't linger to see Talike's response. Instead, the flustered genasi made all taht more of a beeline further along the bar to get the bartender's attention. "Oi! Who I gotta ff-... You know anyone town big into knowing the happenings in the underdark?" She says in dwarvish if the bartender is a duregar; but, common otherwise. "Aside from his or her majesty, of course. Not sure if its gotten around yet, but the kuo-toa's summoned somethin' from the Lake. Somethin' big 'nd fugly."

"Yeah." the barkeep says to Enkindle. "Talk to Blackskull in Overlook Hold."

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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Taking the opportunity to approach Amara, who had been absorbed in her own thoughts for a while now, Ree'lyn takes his drink and goes sitting by the elf's side.

"Let's hope the lyric reaches the right ears. I don't really have a talent for singing. I may give it a try. But I wanted to have a message delivered this time." - the drow speaks as if he were making perfect sense just with those words. - "So, we took a long way to get here. Blingdenstone is still east from here. We have made it so far nearly intact. Except for almost being murdered by the trolls...and the Grell and...well...for Sarith exploding in...spores and gore."

"Yes," Amara says thoughtfully. "That was...strange, to say the least."

Enkindle frowns and narrows her eyes for a moment, and then took a calming breathe. Wordlessly, she slips out a gold piece and sets it on the bar, but keeps a hand over it. "Ya got more exacting directions to go with the name? And is it past the divide?" She asks dryly in dwarvish.

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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"Amara...we might have to check on the list of...entities tied to the events we came across." - Ree'lyn becomes more serious, yet wants to make sure this conversation be kept between both of them for not. - "I have to make a list of fiends related to spores. Because we know the ooze lord, Jubilex is here. So, it is reasonable to think an entity related to spores would be as well. "

Amara gives him a serious look. "The angel I draw power from mentioned an ancient enemy coming to the Underdark. Do you think perhaps this could be it? These great demons?"

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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"Demons have a hierarchy to them." - after a pause, Ree'lyn considers a good metaphor that would be useful to illustrate what he means. Then realized he needed none. It was all plain and simple. - "It is an army. They have got generals, commanders, captains..all that. Maybe your angel patron has fought them. Probably so." - his eyes were looking at Amara, but they give the impression they seeing something else. "I know demons have to answer their own hierarchy...just like Lolth's minions."

The drow pauses again, breathes in and out, slowly. "Some are sent just to enslave us, under the orders. Or to please their masters. Demons are the worse to make us not act as we wish or take decisions we will know exactly what the prices will be. Lolth is a demon. Demogorgon is a demon. Whoever chooses to follow them will have a higher price to pay than they think at first." - he then glances over to Svana. His face changes to an expressionless look. - "The journey so far gave us a glimpse of how demons make us act out of our minds. They will use one's suffering to make that person suffer even more, although the person looks for a relief. More often than not, it is hard to escape the grip of the offer to have all your desires fulfilled."

Amara's eyes glitter. "I'm aware," she says softly, hand going to her limp arm.

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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"Hence my song. As clumsy as it was...I wanted to draw attention to someone who is seeking relief and may find only more grief. But she will not hear me if I outright speak it. Anger and frustration can be used by demons to turn away people trying to warn their...preys." - getting his eyes back to Amara. Then to her arm, which she caress and examines now and then. - "I am going to ask Stool about what he knows about entities related to spores, although he is but a kid to Myconid standards, they share some knowledge. When did that happen? And how?" - nodding at her arm.

The barkeep explains to Enkindle on how to reach the Hold, and it's in the Darklake District.

Svana sipped slowly on her new glass of wine, observing the new drinking contest between Duke and Jezzika in amusement. The first drink looked easy for the two of them, but by the second the female drow had already been down for the count and the construct won a second time. "Well done, Duke," She praises with a gentle smile, settling down the wine glass to give him a proper golf clap. "Is there anyone else who will challenge the champion?" The wizard inquires playfully to the group.

Whether she recieves an answer or not she turns her attention to Jezzika. "You did well yourself, priy." Her smile lingers as an idea comes to mind as a way to help cheer up the warlock after another loss. She gets up from her seat and brings her hand to Jezzika's cheek then chin, tilting her head upwards to look at her and with the help of the telepathic link she questions, "Would you like to take that bath with me now?"

"I've gotta take a bath crazy bad!!" Jezzika yelled out to the group, abruptly, and suddenly, turning very red.

"Declaration: Then you should take one, if you require that to function." Duke looks incredibly confused at Jezzika's sudden outburst and sends Svana a telepathic message. "Declaration: I believe that Jezzika may have consumed too much alcohol during our endurance contests and is now impaired. I recommend that you accompany her to provide aid."