"[color=808080]Yer fuckin' fortunate that you didn't split a hair on the ladies ed' you little bra-[/color]"

This would be as far as Hammerhand would get before Max, having effortlessly shrugged off Jørmund's spell, spat into the orc's open mouth.

Gorgash gave an uproarious laugh at the sight of this, slamming his fist down repeatedly as he doubled over the table in a fit of sublime schadenfreude. "Run off?" The seated orc then said in response to Jørmund's words after taking a moment to right himself. "In the middle of a show this good? Don't be daft! I wouldn't miss this fer anythin' Ms. Midnight could offer me."

"Please! You don't understand!" The innkeeper persisted with increasing desperation. "Max isn't just any ordinary child, he's a bad seed! Don't you know what that means?!" A moment later, any member of the party with proficiency in History, Arcana, or Nature would realize that the term 'bad seed' does indeed ring a bell to them.

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Max rolls a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/26678]Natural 20[/url] to resist Jørmund's casting of Hold person.

[url=https://www.owlbear.rodeo/room/eW78Th4M3Vz0/TheSaneHaunt]Map[/url]

[u]Initiative Order[/u]
Cascade: 16
Max: 15
Innkeeper: 11
Jørmund: 9
Hammerhand: 7
Aura: 7 <-
Flicker: 5
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