The half-elf's response was a letdown on many levels. He said no again, probably because Mel had it all wrong because the bartender was some type of royalty, not the musician. Not only that but music really wasn't that special, at least according to the bard. Mel's wildest fantasies involving civilization were all wrong. Royalty wasn't some noble, handsome faced figure with plenty of regal qualities but rather just some plain clothes, angry man. Music wasn't special and instead, it was just something 'anyone' could do. It was a letdown and Mel's excitement was extinguished. "Oh.... okay." Mel replied to the half-elf's lecture on why he couldn't play. She understood, you shouldn't angry any royalty.

Of course the bard departed for a minute, Mel watched him talking with the "king" of this place before coming back. It appears there exchange went well as he suddenly pulled out the key to his music making. Mel oogled over it as the half-elf began playing it in a sweet melody. She watched intently on how the half-elf ran his fingers across the tightly pulled threads. A pattern was formed in which strings he pulled and those strings had to have been the source of the sound. Regardless, it sounded just like she had hoped, except better even. Mel allowed herself to get lost in a bit, closing her eyes and lightly swaying. Her heart thumped rapidly against her chest as this was the happiest she had been in decades. 

When the bard finished, Mel took a step back, her hands on her chest, and her mouth hung open like she could just scream in excite. Instead of screaming she took a deep breath, her chest expanding and contracting, "That was.. everything I could hope for." Her voice was hushed, almost difficult to hear. Mel was still intoxicated by the music that she didn't hear the silver-haired lady's taunt or even worse, the rumble of incoming boulder.

The boulder crashed through the wall, sending debris flying through the building. People scurried for cover and Mel was left for a moment where she was in utter shock. She didn't move until well after the boulder broke through the wall and continued its progress inside the building. Unfortunately the boulder found one of the building's many supports and snapped it clean off at the bottom. That support was sent into free fall and very unfortunately the wooden beam found someone to break its fall. The wooden support landed on a diving Mel. The wooden beam wasn't heavy but the force of it slammed against Mel's ribs and forced her to the ground, pinning her for between the wood floor and the beam itself. A thin layer of dust kicked up like a fog and other than a few shouts, Mel couldn't see anybody. Her left side was killing her as the beam pressed down on her ribs. She couldn't tell if something was broken but it hurt like hell. 

Panic was beginning to settle in as Mel attempted to lift the beam off but could only get it to budge. Each staggered breath caused a flare in pain and the beam felt like it was pressing on her side harder and harder. It was almost a bad situation. Almost. If it wasn't for magic, Mel would have had to wait for someone to save her but she had a way out. Mel let out a labored grown that quickly turned into a beastly growl as her skin morphed and grew hair. Her body grew and bulked up. Her mouth extended into a snout and a little pudgy stub formed for a tail. Mel morphed into a bear and with that, she roared and lifted the support beam off with her mandible claw. With another roar she staggered out on all fours to the street outside. Outside, there was even more carnage. Giants were advancing onto the slumbering town. One had been slain but five others remained with one alarming close to the inn. 

Mel's form changed again and she returned to her normal self. Weakened by that accursed beam, Mel fell to a knee as she found moving her left side hard and healing herself was always a little tough to do so instead she decided to help that convict pirate from before. Her right hand closed in a fist and soon lit on fire. Her fist trembled a bit before she left fly a strong fireball that flew right for the giant's face.