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[center][h1]Obaya Uday[/h1]
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The woman looked up at Leanna. There was a flash of hopefulness on her face which turned right into disappointment. She looked over at the door again. "I'm sorry, I'm saving that chair. I'm waiting for a friend." Her voice was steady and her tone was much like a mother waiting on her child who was incredibly late for dinner. 

Obaya stood for a moment to look around the large tavern. Her gaze sharp and careful, "I believe I see a few tables in that back corner that are free." She pointed out some tables next to a humaniod machine and sad looking man. "It also looks like there are some seats at the bar. Durnan is a nice man, and would be happy to keep you company. He just looks grumpy."

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[center][h1]Jalestar[/h1]
[@Lucius Cypher][/center]
[color=7bcdc8]"No, I..."[/color] Jalestar leaned back in his chair, [color=7bcdc8]"I'm just thinking about my boyfriend. Faerrel passed away last year. It's been rough and things are a little complicated right now."[/color] He gave a weak, sad laugh, before grabbing his drink and finishing the rest of it off. [color=7bcdc8]"But I'm sure you're not here for any of that nonsense. I could probably pull something together for you. The Lords Alliance is always looking for people to help out. And with the talk of Xanathar's Guild and the Zhents going at it, I'm sure the City Watch could use a hand keeping everyone in line."[/color]

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[center][h1]Troll and Friends[/h1]
[@Vertigo][@Lucius Cypher][@Exit][@Decker219][@Skwint][@Idea][/center]
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[color=ed1c24]"You are in the wrong tavern if you think the gods are doing anything but frowning at this place, pal,"[/color] Yagra grimaced at Atone. She looked over at Baldrick with the same grimace. [color=ed1c24]"You're in a [i]city[/i], Baldrick. There's danger everything is unusual and there's danger everywhere."[/color]

The crowd had looked like it had started to disperse from around the three, until a shout of alarm rang out. That shout brought attention to the open floor of the tavern, where the well to the Undermountain was. There were more shouts of alarm as a hulking creature climbed up out of the shaft in the middle of the taproom--a monster with warty green skin, a tangled nest of wiry black hair, a long, carrot-shaped nose, and bloodshot eyes. As it bared its yellow teeth and howled, you can see that a half-dozen bat-like creatures are attached to its body, with three more circling above it like flies. Everyone in the tavern reacted in fear except for the barkeep, Durnan, who shouted, [color=f26522]"Troll!"[/color]

Yagra is quick to get out of the way and push the crowd to cover under tables as she scanned the room for someone. Durnan draws a great sword from under the bar and jumps over, ready for a fight.

[hider=Durnan's Initiative]
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/18766]16[/url]
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[hider=Monster's Initiative]
Big Scary Guy: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/18767]15[/url]
Flying Guys: [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/18768]11[/url]
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Everyone needs to roll initiative this round of replies.