Galegenoh watches the exchanges from the back of the group, still wide-eyed at the gnomes tumbling about setting up for the feast. Indendien smiles again at Noctruno’s apparent awkwardness. If we find a juggler, I have a trick or two I’d be willing to perform. she replies. Fiz quickly volunteers, I’ll juggle for that! I can even show you how too, Nocturno. But, what kind of trick is it? he asks the elven woman. Indendien chuckles, You’ll see. She winks at Noctruno.
Before long, the places are set and the Gnomes begin bringing out an impressive collection of fruits cakes, vegetable pot-pies with mushrooms and meaty tubers, edible lichens, bowls of hearty nuts, seeds and other roughage, breads and small casks of ale, brandy and wine. Several more Gnomes pour in from everywhere with new decorations of fine craftsmanship; worked lanterns of wood or metal, baubles of gems and glittering trinkets that compliment the light in the hall. All-told there are just shy of fifty gnomes present, roughly half adult men and about one fifth children with the rest adult or adolescent women.
Some of the newly arrived gnomes direct the group to their places of honor. There is a great gaggle of voices in the chamber, which seems to amplify sound quite easily. Doblonk tries unsuccessfully and somewhat comically to speak out over the crowd of voices. Suddenly a shrill whistle cries out as he gets everyone’s attention. Fiz is back! He announces loudly, greeted by cries of cheer and banging of cups and plates and utensils on the table. And… AND, he brought friends! He half-shouts over the din. The noise mounts higher still, clapping children and adults greeting them in a maelstrom of voices. The sharp whistle brings everyone down a little more so Doblonk doesn’t have to shout quite as loudly, So let’s greet them properly! Who’s first!?
Fiz, who sits nearby the others explains, Guests are usually asked to do something fun to entertain everyone for a bit, and we do stuff too. Since you guys probably aren’t used to the custom, some of our people will start it out.
As he speaks, a trio of young gnomish men comes running out into the open area between the ring of tables. They trip and tumble and roll their way into the middle of the floor; pushing and rolling and falling all over each other in a tangled mess that they somehow miraculously manage to keep moving. They dive and roll and leap about like acrobats. Suddenly one falls on his back with his feet up while another stands nearby. The third runs up as if to jump on him. As their feet meet, the lower gnome kicks hard while the running one jumps; launching him to land atop the third’s shoulders! The stacked pair stagger and sway briefly as if about to fall, but soon catch their balance. The last climbs comically up his friends finding funny footholds on their hips and shoulders and faces! Reaching the top, he leans to plant his head atop the middle gnome, pressing up into a headstand! Balanced like a stack of gaming tiles, the trio extend their arms outward while maintaining the acrobatic pile! LOOK MA! NO HANDS!!! they shout simultaneously before falling down in a bundle of rolls and laughter. Springing up unharmed, they bow to enthusiastic applause before returning to their seats.
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[Entangle requires plants be present to grow, though he might be able to get some roots growing but they’d have to be present. This deep there isn’t anything around that he can see that would work]
Does Nocturno want to try to learn a quick simple 3-club juggle from Fiz?
I think int and dex checks would probably work for him to be able to manage it temporarily
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