Expedition to Undermountain

[Lycan 01]

Trog continues to play his fiddle, hoping to rake in some more gold. He tries to pick up the pace a bit, and show the tavern patrons how fast and lively he could play. Perhaps "The Dragon Went Down to Georgia" or something of the sort. A real attention grabber. He could use the coin, and hopefully get the attention of some of these adventuring parties starting to form. The one with the lady selling maps and the gold throwing halfling seemed to be getting their act together, especially with some ritzy aristocrat chatting them up. But he wasn't going to just walk over there - it wasn't his style to ask for jobs. It made him look weak, like he had to beg for a job or something. People already looked down on him for being a half-orc. He didn't want them to pity him, too.

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Trying to earn a living here...

Perform (Fiddle): (1d20+8)[26]

Edit: COME TO PAPPA!! *holds out hands for gold*