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What was that thing? - Knowledge Arcana - DC 21: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

"Obviously a bear and a seal had a big drunk night together. Sealbear!"

Lee casts Magic Missile at the remaining Kech.

Damage - Magic Missile - remaining Kech: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 4, 4) + 3 = 15
Yahtzee!

Lee cuts the cake into quarters and arranges them on the platter. He sets the cake platter down in what seems the most appropriate spot with a quick, "...If this pleases His Majesty..?" And then backs off if Kelizar indicates that all is well.

Once clear, Lee addresses the dragon. "You Majesty, it is to my everlasting regret that I discovered Taldan cuisine later in my life. As it turns out, I met a man who was both well traveled and a gourmand of no small capability. His occupation was that of a chef on a sailing vessel. And learning the depth of his knowledge of all things food related, especially Taldan cuisine, I was compelled, compelled, Your Majesty, to seek out a berth on that same ship, there to work and study at his feet. At that time, the events taking place in my life were such that I felt forced, as if I would die if I failed, to learn and cook with this man. And, seeing my passion and desire, he taught me well, even going so far as to concentrate on the Taldan cuisine I'd so quickly come to love. It was a glorious time. We cooked and cooked. But being onboard a ship, it was not possible to always have traditional Taldan ingredients readily at hand. So we would cook local ingredients in the Taldan style, a 'fusion' as it were, where we take the methods and traditions of Taldan cuisine and spread them far and wide, wherever we visited. In order to preserve the authenticity to the Taldan cuisine we cooked, we found that the use of Taldan flavorings and spices were most effective. And thus, our quest..."

Very sorry to hear.
My condolences.

Round #2

Lee gives the remaining adaro a dose of Scorching Ray.

Ranged Touch - Scorching Ray - Adaro #1: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 2 = 25
Ranged Touch - Scorching Ray - Adaro #1: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 2, 6) = 14

I'll have Lee start with something less, ah, totally expensive.
Maybe a harmonica? I know it only plays in two keys (relative major and minor) but if he can carry a tune, maybe he'll pick up others...

Greetings from friendly, wholesome Indianapolis.

More Day #7

Lee turns from the crowd so that only Grok can see him, rolls his eyes dramatically, and says, "Don't laugh at me if I pee myself a little during the lashes I'm going to get for doing this..."

And turning back to the crowd with a straight face, Lee lifts his voice to be heard over the crowd and says, "Here, here! Let's act like shipmates and call it a draw. If we want real blood we can extract it from the next ship with the grave misfortune of crossing our path! A toast to the biggest and smallest of us all..."

...and raising his tankard...

[dice=Diplomacy - Being Thren's "Hype Man"]1d20 + 5 +2[/dice]

"...May they fight others with the same heart they showed us tonight!"

Lee steels himself for any impending lashing. He's going to take it (and hopefully shake it off in a heroic manner) rather than dodge, just to make a point.

Lee thinks, "Handaxe?"

Is Rosie's handaxe a match to the one found in the bilges?
Perception - Lee's Axing Himself a Question: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 5 - 2 = 19
Oh crap. He can't sell off half of a pair.

Lee gives the palms-upward-half-shrug gesture one uses to convey sympathy and agreement.
"Okay. You say she was rude and I totally believe you. She undoubtedly can be that way. And that's no way to treat you, especially after you provisioned her with a nice weapon. And even more so, you were just doing your job, cataloging and keeping track of loot. But look at her. Seriously, look at her go. She's going at it with Owlbear, who may outweigh her by 300 lbs or so, for a bag of gold that to her is just that fiddle. How good would it be to have that kind of dedication and grit working for you?"

Lee pauses and watches Rosie go at it with Owlbear.

"Look, if she wins, tell her that the fiddle is worth more than 100gp, but that you were so impressed with her performance against Owlbear that you are willing to cook the books for her. If she loses, tell her that someone offered to buy that fiddle for her and you would have told them to take a hike except for the way she fought against Owlbear was impressive enough for you to reconsider. Either way she will have won back her instrument and you don't look like a weakling."

Lee pauses to let that sink in.

"If you do all that, go to that kind of purely generous trouble to build a decent relationship and she's still rude to you, then she's not the person I thought she was. I'll be done with her. Nothing will change between the two of you. And you still come out ahead, financially. So that's a win for you with no down side at all."

Lee finishes with the same palms-upward-half-shrug gesture that he started with. Only this time he adds the slight head-tilt that turns it from a gesture of sympathy to an appeal for sympathy.

Lee immediately stops and doesn't try to pull away from Grok.

"It's nothing she knows about or even suspects, probably. But you know how they say: 'It is a fool who looks for logic in the chambers of the heart.'"

"Look. You know me. I think about things. Put the cart before the horse. Measure twice, cut once. All that. Well, for anything to really work out, Rosie needs to just calm down. I could work and work at getting to know her, but if she's all full of turmoil, nothing will happen. I won't even be able to get a read to see if I have a 'thing' or if a 'thing' can even exist."

"So, no. I don't have a thing for Rosie. But I could and not knowing would bother me."

"Also, the fact that you two are beefing bothers me. Besides 'a sassy mouth' vs 'no love of sass', do you two have anything that you are really fighting about?"