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Cece grins ear to ear waiting for their instructions, this is what she's been waiting all day for. Afterwards, I'll have to ask Provincial about his accent she thinks, how unusual to find someone in this city who talks like back home.

No worries Willy, I know what you mean. It's a shame to see you go though! You didn't even get to eat anybody

"Who-hey!? Who ees these people, my little Death-of-Angels?" Provincial Pilsbury asks

I knew Provincial sounded like a French name!

"'ello, sorry we are early. We deed no' want to be late." she says a little sad the show's over but eager to back up the bard and prove she's serious. "I am Cece Celasier, 'ow do you do?"

Cece thinks about it, eyes glued to the violin. On one hand, that did look pretty painful and there's something clearly wrong. On the other hand, Kailyn probably deserved it. Somebody should restrain the half-orc but, on the other hand, Provincial Pillsbury might throw her off the team if he sees it...

Cece quits caring about Sharn and pays attention to the song, looking at the violin as if it were Excalibur.

"Ees she okay?" Cece asks the others, pointing to Sharn. "Are you okay?" she'll ask to Sharn too.. "Deed all the food do thees to you?"

Cece smacks her face. "Mondieu..." she mutters "surely thees ees part of the test."

Do any of us know what Provincial Pilsbury looks like?

Cece takes the hint, surprised at Rasvim's tact. "Oh yes, yes, very nice eendeed. What ees 'er name?"

"..do you theenk thees ees part of the test?" Cece wonders aloud.

Cece offers small talk to the other(s?) whose name(s?) she didn't catch yet. "Nice weather, 'eh? Um... nice people?" She gestures around at the busy street, accidentally settling on someone taking a pee. "Ehh.. eef we 'ad 'eem, we would no need bucket." . She glares back at Kaily...

Speaking of cantrips, I'm a little curious about the limitations of Prestidigitation . Specifically, what constitutes "an instantaneous, harmless sensory effect, such as a shower of sparks, a puff of wind, faint musical notes, or an odd odor." I notice that it seems like all the senses but...

"Ees 'e keeding?!" Cece asks in shock to the others. "Weel we fight fire weeth swords?" she starts to leave, but can't. "Mondieu... 'e 'as the bucket"

I also vote that HOTOHR should leave the European Union. #AllTheCoolKidsAreDoingIt