So, it took two other characters, a human and a dorf, both made to trek to the library and write down their dance moves, but I have an outsider elf--the only elf in the entire world--who has a wide range of sweet dance moves and musical styles and a few poems known as well.
So I danced some, then headed off to see about this Roc and Hydra and whatnot people kept talking about.
I was gonna make the loop of getting all buffed up and dancing, beat up some bandits, come home all tarted up in a dragonscale bodice, short hydra scale skirt, and a giant hide thong (yes I added bodices in just for this purpose) but plans have a way of changing on you. I mean, I'm dressed like a ho still, but I got sidetracked before finding a dragon and a giant/cyclops/ettin.
See, it started out when I noticed I had eaten whichever one of the balms makes me not_living so I could just chat with the necromancers.
Got them to dance with me, and even join my Necrodance troupe!
Brought them back with slabs and a bunch of books to the library, and then I wanted to see if the vampire who ambushed me early on (and who donated some blood for science) would enable me to make silly use of the "people drink what you give them" mechanic.
I figured I'd have to water down the blood with booze, and it looked like that was indeed the case here:
Then we started dancing and the other mugs I passed out showed up in the chat log so I scrolled up to check on them, and what do I find?
THEY STRAIGHT UP FUCKING DRANK THE BLOOD!