well - the perils of the daemon bearmat (Scourge of Hul9l) will not be with us long - I have it on good authority it will vanish from the ken AND Barbie of man humani.... Mudcatkind at the stroke of Midnight tonight. See?

He points at a large digital clock behind the bar, right below the slightly ratty stuffed moosehead from which a potato stuffed thong depends. The sign reads: " 8 hours - 24 minutes 32 seconds until Singed Bearmat Auction closes"

Just below that is another sign - "Place your bets on how long until the entire Tavern needs to be Baby-proofed!"