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I'm with Shoo. We could've tried to stop you and no one forced us in.

Louis didn't even want to stop Ragnar and was more than happy to let the chaos unfold. Now we're in the middle of it and I'd really like to see it through, and have Clyde resurrected.

I'm craving a revenge-burger, extra cheesy! For Clyde!! He dyde!!

A bit heavy on the damage, I believe it was a longbow, not a bazooka:

1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

After Ragnar and Adrian:

Louis is completely taken by surprise by Ragnar's violence, but Louis wouldn't be Louis if he didn't recover from surprises quickly.

"Well, could've saved me the trouble if you'd just had kicked it in immediately." He quips as Ragnar strides into the garden.

Louis walks in after him, and waves his arms around commanding attention. He tips his hat to the guards and makes a deep bow towards them. It looks like he's impersonating a circus ringmaster.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Can I have your attention? I present to you from the deepest depths of hell, the smouldering.. the red-hot steaming... Ember!"

He times it precisely so that he calls out her name when she steps in. (IF she does of course)
Louis then proceeds to sing a ballad while they pour into the garden.

She's got a fire like the devil and she's really smart,
I can tell you're in trouble but I'm not gonna start
....Yeah.....C'mon....Yeah
She's like the kiss of death, like the hand of fate
I can tell you're in trouble because she's a powerful mage!
I don't want to be your friend
Because she'll kill you and I'm never gonna see you again
See you again
See you again

Louis swings his light crossbow from his back and aims it at the guards as he hops up onto the ledge of a fountain. Feeling the rush of the moment he fires off a bolt at the group of guards.

Move: Walking in behind Ragnar.
Action: He'll fire a bolt at one.
Bonus action: Bardic inspiration to Ember (+1d6 to attack roll, ability check or save. Useable in the next ten minutes)

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

At least we'll get out of the fight fully rested this way ;p

Louis has nothing to ask the shopkeeper for now. Insight check to spot the lie: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 (He'll ignore it for now, should he spot it.)

Louis saunters over towards Sir Adrian and the theorists and sits down. While he quips a joke about the Zenth refugees reminding him more of the staff at the Wicked Tart than of the current situation in Phlan.
Intelligence check for a current political joke while also displaying he's in the know of the hip places to be and their curiosities: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

He doesnt directly make eye contact, but rather sort of covertly nods once in greeting to acknowledge their presence. He casually takes out his own pipe and casts mage hand to hold it aloft while he seaches his pockets for his bundle of tobacco. He stuffs it absent-mindedly and lights it while reinforcing Sir Adrian's deception.

"I hope you find her, my friend. Pains me to see you brought so low."

He takes out his harmonica and as the smoke drifts around him he starts singing a low tune, not too loud or obnoxious but just the right tone to convey a feeling of melancholy to these upstarts. Something they might be able to connect to.

"Oh pretty woman what you trying to do
You kept on foolin' around till I got stuck on you
So you just drop that mess and come down off your throne
Stop using my poor heart as a stepping stone
Pretty woman
What's the matter with you
Can't make you love me, no matter what I do"

He takes another toke of his pipe as he tries not to take too much attention away from Sir Adrian, keeping him in the spotlight while reinforcing his 'cool'.

I'll bite. I'm looking at a merfolk bard.

Hi there! I love the setting you've put down. Im interested in the Hearth game, as a more city centered game takes my preference but if you'd rather have me in the other group i'd be more than happy to join that one instead.

Im thinking of an ifrit Rogue, a young scoundrel that grew up in the steam slums and learned to survive the streets the hard way. He's easily likeable but usually overstays his welcome or messes up by being unable to control his desires. His desires very often include other peoples gems and valuables.