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"Has no one taken this up? Well it just so happens that Lady Fluke convinced me to take a couple of lessons so while I know a few steps I hope no one starts throwing their liquor at me!"

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The Town's loud Tavern Wench calls for a Traditional Medieval Dance of which inept Serilda accepted. Serilda attempts a dance or what looks like an exercise in awkwardness that leaves everyone flabbergasted. Serilda is sorely unlucky! Serilda is hurt while trying the Dancing Skill.

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No only did she fail but she sprained her ankle in the process! What an embarrassment but at least she tried.

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Challenges she could take didn't seem to be happening anytime soon so after some quick lessons at the palace she takes up a dancing challenge hoping her lack of skill might can we laughter rather than anger or boredom.

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The Town's rowdy Tavern Wench dares the Traditional Medieval Dance of which courageous Melodee accepted. Moving one foot and then another Melodee sways arms and moves like a professional dancer much to the delight of onlookers. Melodee triumphs in the Dancing Skill with success and is quite happy at the result. Bets totalled 20 gold pieces on your Dancing. Everyone sings "Dancing is no match for Melodee." Melodee received 48 experience points.

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It went as she planned and the rewards for her daring were very agreeable. With a smile on her face she leaves to get some needed items.

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She tried with dancing and managed to miraculously pull it off but now the challenge of telling jokes was too far removed from her skillset so she quietly leaves to look for a new pursuit.

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A joke you say. A joke you cry for. Why then I shall provide for you what you require. Good wench you may well need a mop and bucket at the ready. For there could be some side splitting. "Three of your good nuns were walking down the street. A streaker dashed past them. Two of the good sisters had a stroke. Alas the other good sister could not quite reach" Good ladies and gentleman and the rest of you I hope that does suit your tastes. Any drinks will gladly be accepted by myself at the bar. Do not be shy.