[Fennel looked at Zetta, and doesn't seem that intimidated. If fact, she smirked.]

Oh, so you DM as well? I should have guessed, you got the perfect voice for DMing.

[Her horn glowed and a bag floated from behind the counter and stopped above her head. It opened up and elaborately painted dice flew out of it and started to circle around herself.]

However, it's going to take more then that to stop me from DMing in this town.