Baldrick sighed as it seemed Yagra would be unable to help, at least at the moment. Perhaps it had been wishful thinking on his part that he would be able to quickly find and resolve whatever problem had called him to the city in the first place. 

He was brought out of his musings as several patrons began to shout and his eyes were drawn to a large beast that emerged from the pit in the center of the room. "Soil and spirits!" Baldrick breathed. What was a creature like that doing here? The tavern had become a flurry of activity. Some people were fleeing or taking cover, while others seemed to prepare themselves for a fight. He may not be fighter, but he wasn't about to run away now. Taking a deep breath, Baldrick clutched his amulet and prepared himself for the inevitable clash.

[hider=Initiative and Spells]https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/18808 Initiative=18
Cantrips-Guidance, Frostbite
First Level- Healing Word, Faerie Fire, Entangle
Spell Slots 2  
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