Danny The Bard

So, doing a winter witch campaign of pathfinder, the party consists of a skinwalker with the mind of a box of milk. An illusion mage wizard thingy, me as Claude frollo (post fire) witch hunter inquisitor. a winter witch and yet anothher skinwalker who is one of those guys. constantly goes on about being 1 18th of a native american. and of course there is the bard.

the rest of our characters are like 20 odds due to rolls, but our bard, danny devito, is a 4"8 human bard who at the age of 47 is going through a mid life crisis.

there is no greater feeling than your bard walking upto a mini boss orc barbarian and serenading her with songs about how he wanted wanted to stick his dick in a green chick.

she is now in the party and we call her battle wench. our first groupie