BAR
Bar felt not only ecstatic by the potion he had consumed. He felt confident in all of his abilities. When the food is fine, the glory of minions are enough and the skulls are plenty, there's only one thing left to keep this Barbarian occupied. He began to pay attention to the more refined shapes of fairer sex of the party. Seeing as he had no ale, no idea of what harpers are and was upset by Cas' inability to choose a gender, he decided that by elimination there was only one female remaining that might stand the test of strength. 
Of course, this helpless romantic could not just follow the simple cycle of request and reject he had been exposed to so very often in his life. 

Once he arrived at a cave with a little stream, his first action would be placing his axe in the stream. Walking one feet up stream and take off his loincloth. Having revealed his full nudity, the washing of his body in the cold stream would commence. Firstly, being seated on his knees, he washed his shortcut black hair. After rubbing off part of the skin on that part of his body, indicating that it was well overdue, he would focus on his more muscular exterior. Singing a gentle "lalala" as blood, intestines and 2 poisonous darts had ended up in the little stream Bar would wash his chest, abdomen and his arms.
Next, he would be seated in the stream, rubbing his legs and tickling himself between his toes. Finally, he was certain to fully rub, scratch and wash the remainder of his body before standing up. 
The barbarian raised his arms, stretching himself in full length. Being fully washed and exposed, the half orc proceeded to clean out one of the goblin skulls and soak his loincloth.
Using anything he could find, he'd try and turn the goblin skull into a codpiece. After all, if he let the female know he was interested, it might spook her. And it was quite hard to hide his excitement when wearing so little distractive clothing, especially now that the loincloth he did wear was all wet. He retrieved his axe and made his way back to the rest of the group.

Having cleaned his most prized possessions and himself, Bar would, as reluctant as kind in expression, ask Kiki( [@JBRam2002] ) to consider his desire to respect her freedom and ask if she would freely reposition herself with him to the break in the treeline(2). Being certain he would be rejected in his request, the brute would not wait long for an answer. A few moments later, he walked towards the opening in the treeline. One step at a time, Bar remained at at least one rapiers distance from his currently most desired goal. 

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Bar moves from (1) to the lower end of the stream near (1) and back. Then proceeds to move towards the entranceof (2).
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