Drop Dar off at the inn wall, tell Fiddler "You're playing too hard, ease up before you faint."
Through some terrible stroke of careful aiming, a brick hits you pretty forcefully, sending you tumbling. You waver and drop several feet, losing your cargo in the process. When Dar's weight is off, the sudden lightness causes you to ascend rapidly, spinning off into the night far above.
Dar'yajira quietly whispers "This one is grateful." as the orb carries it towards the inn.
Hop off the eye onto the wall once close enough. Then run back to the inn and find a safe hiding spot. After finding a safe spot, drop the combat buff, and check magic reserves.
The Eye drops you off - right into the crowd. After some yowling and clawing, however, you manage to locate the inn and reach one of the smaller holes in the fence. It doesn't actually open up onto the courtyard though. Instead, it makes a little cubby hole of sorts into which you can crawl and be relatively safe. but hte only opening is back onto the outside.
Slink away while the troll is distracted and break up the next fight.
You slink away, one orc hissing at you menacingly, one on the floor retching, and one confused troll blinking slowly at where you used to be. You grab one guy who is engaged in a fist fight and chuck him into the crowd, causing a cascade of people falling over each other and spilling drinks and food. Someone starts shoving someone else, and a barmaid with half a pitcher of ale on her blouse hits you in the head instinctively with a tankard.
Involuntarily begin dancing while experiencing musical trance.
You jiggle and shake a little, but this does not bring you to the heights of ecstasy or fiddle magic you were hoping for. A part of the crowd suddenly falls over on itself, inciting some angry shouting and some amused laughter.
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