Kasha gave Vastra a smile. "It's five o'clock somewhere!" she said between loud gulps. "I have no idea what that means, I just heard an angry beaver tell it to me, once." She pulled off a piece of her bread bowl and put it in front of Obsidians snoot, offering it some.

Ever since talk turned more to Cayden's ascension, Barnabus became more and more withdrawn from things. Even his absent-minded note taking, be it to record the interactions between patrons or how much someone chewed before swallowing, is noticeable absent. But he puts on a smile whenever folk look to him. Most of the time. However, as soon as everyone's done chatting and eating, he is the first out the door pumping his fist in the air and going, "Now let's get back to some skull, crack'n, cap'ns!"

Looking utterly delighted, Obsidian daintily accepts Kasha's offering and tears into it with gusto.

Stella finishes her cheese roll and ale, smiling as she neatly dabs the crumbs off her lip with a napkin. "Ready for the next adventure when you all are."

Delighted Obsidian took the offer, while she eats, Kasha occasional observes the cat(?) and offers it more should it appear wanting. If so, she gladly shares.

“There were cheese rolls?!” Alys would blurt after watching Stella finish her last bite. She would playfully sulk before plucking the last item off the snack tray and chugging back her mug of ale.

Alys would hop down from her seat when the others are ready head out. “I’m ready!”

"Yeth!" Kasha said, chewing her beef stew, "You missthed it. It wath delithith.""

Yvan was silent while the group conversed among themselves, but it didn't mean he didn't enjoy the company of the others around him. He enjoyed their energy, how excitable some of them were, and the goliath could be seen with a complacent smile on his face for once as he slowly drank his ale. He was the last to rise when and gave a god when questioned if he was ready to go or not.

Vastra laughs when Kasha said that she learned a phrase from an angry beaver. She knew that it was entirely possible that an angry beaver told Kasha that, but that didn't make it any less funny or adorable. She orders another round and toasts to the victories they've had in the past year and all of the ones to come in the future. "Starting with your victory over Janira, Barnabas." You all leave the tavern, allowing Furlong to cover the bill, which comes out to be 30gp for all that you've eaten and drank, plus a gratuity for the services rendered. Vastra asks where Janira is fighting and an attendee gives her directions. It isn't long until you find her station. Like Vanity, she's fighting in a ring, except it's in the shape of an octagon and at each corner, there's a stake with ropes running through it, connecting all the stakes together. In the ring, you see a half-orc woman. She's wearing a purple top that shows her incredibly toned arms and midsection, as well as a pair of tight leggings. Her skin is light green and her black hair is wrapped up in a tight green bun. The more human features from her half-orc heritage show in her face, with her tusks adding some exotic appeal to her. 

Her opponent in the ring is an Earth Genasi male. He charges her when the match begins, seeking to grapple her. He manages to catch her by the arm, but she's slippery and has no problem breaking out. Before he can try again, she goes low, knocking him to the ground. He attempts to pin her, but she manages to fend him off and turn it around to where he is pinned, with one of his arms in her grasp. He tries to get out of the pin, but her grip is too strong and she begins to pull his arm in a way that it wasn't meant to be pulled. He tries to resist the pain, but it's too much as she continues to pull, and he's force to strike the ground twice with his free hand, conceding to the half-orc. She stands up to cheers from the crowd and extends a hand to her opponent, clearly showing more respect than Vanity did. The referee is standing just outside the ring, asking anyone if they wish to challenge Janira. 

"Mememememe!" Yells a teenaged half-orc, already stripped of his shirt, and in the process of chucking his shoes and socks behind him with reckless abandon. As soon as he tries to play it cool as soon as the ref's attention on him, stepping the last few steps with a swagger to his step, muscles glistening presumably from body oil, and exuding confidence.... despite probably barely measuring to even half of Janira's size in all the ways its count. "The name's Barnabus Bailley, Wrestler EXTRA-ordinare, and I do dare say that I can take care. Put on a proper show too compared to that dusty fellow! Haha, I crack myself up! But no, seriously, sign me up." He says using a remix of Furlong's voice, and letting suspenders snap back into place.

Kasha grabs Yvan and Alys and shoves them to the side of the stage with her, getting a nice view of the match and says, "Oh my gosh, again?! More ass kicking!? What a great place this is! Kick some ass!! Kick some ass!! KICK SOME ASS!!" she begins chanting and banging her fists on the mat.

Stella smiles, neatly hooking her arm through Rinn's and pulling him to a spot that will afford a good view. "This should be...well, interesting, to say the least."

On her shoulder, Obsidian sinks his claws into the shoulder pad and looks highly satisfied after his second lunch, courtesy of Kasha. The cat is purring softly, the vibration able to be felt through his whole body by anyone petting him.

“Oop!” Alys feels herself get shoved by Kasha to a good spot with a good view. “Ouu. Good view.” This time Alys won’t have to hop as much to see over the crowd.

When Burnaby starts chucking his shoes behind him, Alys would lunge to try to catch them. She’d fumble the first shoe, and just catch the other with her one had. The socks on the other hand... one bounces off her knee and the other lands on Hoodini on her shoulder. After gathering his shirt and the socks she missed, she’d hug the bundle to her chest like she would her study books to make sure they don’t get trampled by the crowd.

Hoodini would turn his head all the way around to face behind Alys. Perhaps it was the smell of Burnaby’s socks?

Rinn chuckles, allowing himself to be pulled along by Stella. “It seems we’re in for another treat indeed.”

Yvan allowed himself to be pushed to the side of the stage by Kasha, the giant hoping he wasn’t blocking anyone’s view from the event. Again, he didn’t participate in any of the cheering and merely observes the fight about to commence.

Here's the breakdown of the event: The objective of the goal is to get your opponent to submit, not beat them to unconsciousness. The goal is to grapple your opponent, pin them, and then maintain that pin and force them to submit.  Grappling an opponent is the same as it always is, Athletics to establish a grapple, Acrobatics or Athletics to escape. If you maintain a grapple, you can pin your opponent with Athletics, and they can attempt to escape with Athletics or Acrobatics. If you are able to maintain the pin, you are in position where you can force your opponent to submit, and you win the fight. Obviously, the rules are the same as the Vanity fight, as this is a contest of physical skill, not a battle. If you win, you gain 150 gold. 

Barnabas: You enter the ring and the referee repeats the above rule set. While Janira certainly has an impressive set of muscles, she's not ridiculously muscled, and she doesn't tower over you, in terms of height, she's about the same size as Kasha. She looks you down and it doesn't seem like she's taking you any less seriously because of your lack of size. She extends a hand before the fight begins. 

Narrate what you do in response and then roll for initiative.

Janira:  16

Yvan: Janira spots you hanging outside the ring, looks you down, smiles, and winks.

When Yvan notices the half-orc winking at him, he visible bristles as his cheeks and tips of his ears redden in embarrassment while his eyes advert her gaze. He clears his throat as a way to help compose himself, but his face is still flushed red, betraying his awkwardness to the others if they noticed.

"KICK SOME A-" Kasha notices the wink and slowly turns her head towards Yvan with a very happy/shocked expression on her face. "Did you see that?! She just winked at you! Rawr!" Happy for Yvan, she noticed he got shy and looked away. Kasha, struggling to hold in a laugh, winked back at Janira, painfully exaggerated and obvious.

Kasha, as you wink at Janira, she looks confused for a moment, since it's not subtle in the least. She does let off a laugh before she turns back to focus on Barnabas, though, since you look cute doing it. Vastra gives you a pat on the head, before giving Yvan a friendly pat on the back. "I think you've got an admirer, my friend. And a hot one, too."

“She’s feisty!” Alys would playfully nudge Yvan with a smile. She wouldn’t press the matter more though, seeing as he’s getting teased from all sides. She would hate to overdue embarrassment for him. 

When Janira looks back to Barnabus, he still took her hand, but was pouting over the lack of attention. A second later he chuckles though as he shifts into a ready stance. "Looks as if I will to give a hundred and ten more to keep the ladies attention! A challenge I eagerly accept!" He chuckles, still using that psuedo Furlong voice. "Though should I win, perhaps after you'd listen to a personal request of mines?" 

Barnitiative: 14.

The moment match starts, Barney charges forward, but at the last second sweeps around, and tries to wrap his arms around her waist, setting up for a possible suplex!

Grapple!: 17.