((lol you guys might be going a bit fast for me, since as i am writing what happens i got like 4 new post that could change what i just wrote. And the Olw/bird thing was way back in the square you guys are currently in the north end of town, do we want to go back and do stuff in the square or do you want to be in this fancy tavern?))
"What sort of bet is that? I'd be more like to pluck a random passer-by." She says honestly. "I also don't own any sort of bow at the moment."
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Carric gets.... The waiter apologises but They sadly don't carry Elemental Sobriquet. But he says they have a drink called Seven layers of Heaven But it can be dangurous because the magic that is in it reacts differently with different people. Would you still like to try it?
"Seven layers of Heaven? That's the sort of drink everyone has to try once! I turned myself four inches tall when I had my first glass." She comments, sipping her expensive wine slowly.
She wasn't sure anyone had told the Monk he was picking up the tab.
Action: I'll try a +3 Arcana Check
The where abouts of the origin of the music currently aludes you.
"Only being turned Four inches tall?" the waiter says,"Well madam what you got was mild. I have seen a Dragonborn not only lose his scales but they were replace with hair, he couldn't speak anything but celestial and he couldn't stop dancing. The affects lasted for 3 days. And Madam, you don't have a cup of
seven-shots of Haeven you have seven shots of it. seven different flavors, and seven different chances for magic to happen". he explain with whimsical delight in his voice.
"I feel you, lassie. First time I tried it was during a festival in a southern country. I became invisible for a day. Needless to say there was much rejoicing and lots of warrants for searches."
"Again sir, a mild case". the waiter said straight faced.
"I'm so glad you already know my tastes, buddy! Cheers!"
Start gulping down copious amounts of alcohol and inquiring about whether anything interesting has happened recently, barring the recent incursion into the town.
so you move from the booth to the bar it self. you learn that the kobolds have been attacking for year but never do anything really. The city can usually see them coming and close the gate before they arrive. No one knows why but
Dwarfgon seems to enjoy it. ((dwarfgon is a name of a person)). you also learn that the owlbear problem as died down a bit, only fool who stray from the path in the norther forest get attacked now. ((did you drink the black wine?))
Maya sips her tea, before taking a quick cup of the Monk's. Sleight of Hand, if required.
The tea taste strange do to it being something you aren't common with but it is light and fruity but you still feel the burn of alcohol down your throat.
You try and take a gulp of the rum bottle the monk left behind (14),
monk: you see he take a gulp of the rum from the bar, but she is acting like she didn't
The monk returns to the booth by the conversation still being on the shots
"Oh, that's nothing, lass. I once did a bet with an old friend on what happen to him. He turned into a golden bear right there in the pub. The whole city was in an uproar! It was ship mateys against guards against hunters. Whole sections of the city were burning in attempts to limit his means to escape. Afterwards I heard rumors that onlookers saw a bear sailing off in a ship, standing on its hind legs, holding a lady's waist, looking like death itself."
Gulp, gulp.
"What you have met Golden Bearington?" the waiter question both surprised and amazed.