[color=007236][center]Lob[/center][/color]
[center][b][color=007236]Location:[/color][/b] The Inn
[b][color=007236]Interacting With:[/color][/b] All present.[/center]

[color=6ecff6]"Lob, not sleep now. Lob wakie wakie. Lob eat food..yes yes. Food?  Yumm? Wake up.. Lob wake..HEY...Stop. Bad Lob...Wake up, Lob.. Let go, Lob. Somebody help me..Kyra..Kyra.. help me....[color=bc8dbf]"Lob! Breakfast!"[/color] no wait!"[/color]

betwixt and between the unwilling teddybear with the call to food, Lob managed to roll over enough to get one bleary eye open enough to see the gorgeous elven bard hand in hand with the shaman. [color=007236]"Good snu-snu, good cubs"[/color] Oh look, food! A massive hand caught the breakfast meat now covered in doghair and ash and popped it into his mouth to start eating as he slowly got into a sitting position to reach behind his ear with his foot to scratch himself like a dog. 

One of the serving folk, having seen the orc's skill for grapple checks, put the food just outside of his normal reach that he head to overextend to get to the food and began to noisily eat away at the offered food. Soon enough he was licking the bowl and calling out for seconds. [color=007236]"More!...Please."[/color]