Play her drums with his drumstick

Dante decides he has waited long enough and splashes a little water between her breasts, slickening them up. He then straddles her chest, placing his manhood between her massive mammaries. "Now it's time to take a ride and really bang those huge drums," he says in the rough voice. He then grabs a firm hold of her breasts and starts to pump back and forth between, pressing them against his huge manhood. His fingers stray to her stiffened nipples and continually tweak and tug and tease them as he slides back and forth between her breasts, causing her squealing and moaning to continue. The soft feel of her cleavage encasing him really drives him wild, and he starts to pump faster and faster. "Oh yea, that's right." Her panting and moaning becomes louder the more vigorously he works over her nipples so he starts to wildly tug and twist on them, stretching them almost as far as he can and really working them over. Mel's moans intensify and her body starts to writhe as he continues, and he then picks up the pace, pumping faster and faster, soon pistoning as fast as he can, pumping his hard rod between her huge tits. Her body spasms and a loud muffled moan escapes her mouth. Dante continues on, feeling the build-up and suddenly... release, as he explodes in incredible pleasure... "Oh yes!" He continues pumping and working over her breasts until his pleasure subsides, covering her neck and upper chest with his release. He then dismounts and grabs a towel, cleaning himself up.

Dante says, using the rough voice, "Come on, let's take this lad with the sap and make him pay." Dante smiles to himself, thinking Mel will think he tried to defend her and was knocked out as well.

Dante dresses and, pocketing Mel's room key, decides to step out, heading down the hall. On the way down the hall, he spies a couple of the sailors who had tried to grope the bard during her walks around the tavern. He pulls his hood up and approaches, walking with a slight limp. Dante tosses them Mel's room key. "Here you go lads. Room 6." They look at him suspiciously. He gives an evil laugh. "Trust me. There's something you'll enjoy inside." As Dante walks down the stairs, he hears some laughter from the sailors and a muffled female-sounding gasp coming from back down the hall, before a door closes. He grins, then starts whistling to himself as he walks outside.

Dante decides to the docks, wanting to put some distance between himself and the inn. He finds a large boat, that appears making ready to set sail the next day. He sneaks aboard, and finds a nice hiding place in the cargo hold. A couple days later, he disembarks at a small town. A few days after that, he finds himself at the gates of Neverwinter.