"Oh, your parents caught sinisense?" Nixly asked Eddisham with concern.
"I hope they get better."
She crossed her arms and smiled.
"You have a good eye. Indeed, I am jolly, most of the time, but you can also find me glad, gay, content, blissful and satisfied, it depends on the day."
She put a hand to her chest and adopted a proud attitude.
"As for my abilities, I guess singing and dancing, needless to say, and being a satyr, I should of course mention f…"
She was interrupted when one of the serving maids placed a bowl with coins in front of her.
"Oh, look, the coins came back. I thought I wouldn't see them anymore." she greeted the bowl, waving a hand.
"I missed you."
She became thoughtful, all of a sudden.
"What was I saying? Oh yeah! That, as a satyr, I count among my abilities fighting, of course."
She pointed to her forehead.
"It's not for nothing that we have horns."
She leaned back and crossed her furry legs on the table.
"That and f@*%ng, of course."
She heard the patrons around them, people asking her to continue with her songs.
At that moment, Shmautz introduced himself.
Nixly stared at him fascinated and, when he finished, asked him very seriously.
"Can I…can I scratch your tummy? Is that offensive among your people? I love cats so much."
People was again reclaiming her performance. Nixly raised her hands and looked around her, smiling.
"I'm on my way, I'm on my way. I see you don't get tired of the good stuff."
She turned to face Shmautz.
"Don't answer yet, I'll be right back."
She climbed back up on the table.
"I stopped singing, ‘cause I thought you’d all be lying down on the ground by now, but I see that you’re resilient to alcohol. Good for you. That reminds me of my great, great grandfather. You’ll be surprised to know that he was a human, just like most of you. The old man could drink like nobody else. One time he got so drunk at a party that he ended up f@*%ng the neighbor's goats and…" She moved her hands in front of her, indicating her body.
"Here we are."
She took the lute from her back.
"This one is about a noble carpenter, admired by all the women of a town, thanks to his mighty tool."
She started singing another of her bawdy songs.
OOC:
Sorry, I didn't pay enough attention when I read, and I thought Digsy had taken the bowl with her when she left. XD.