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She shifts into an Eagle and flies up. (total +33 Spot check modifier)
He's right Dibs, that drink was Dragon's....
Um, drink the other drink.
She circles the city several times.
What? Really?
Not much, just bubbling in his stomach.
He pays the bartender and tips again."Thanks."
Yes, I think so.
The whole 13 hours she can stay in the form.
He takes the tip but gives the payment back, "on the house."
She lands and reassumes humanoid form (auburn haired Half Elf)."Why the **** didn't you tell me who you were!?"
"Thank you." Shem taps the counter a few times. "That's probably enough drinking for now. How many different kinds do you have, anyway?"
She casts Spike Stones in front of him to halt movement.
"No idea, they usually just come and go. And you can never have enough drinking. You know, it's bad to drink on an empty stomach."
She casts Gust of Wind to knock him off.
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