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Just like before, there was something about his voice that seemed to speak to you and only to you despite him speaking to a crowd. Was this something that all nobility had? Or was is simply something only the royal family was capable of? Such questions seemed to fade away as you continue to listen and for a moment all your troubles went along with them. You were among friends again, simply enjoying a friend's song by the warm fire and waiting for sleep to overtake you for the night before you embarked on your next adventure. The young messy haired lynx switches pitch and continues his balad.
<span class="mu-g">Do not fear for my reason
There's nothing to hide
How bitter your treason
How bitter the lie
Remember the runes and remember the light
All I ever want is to be at your side
We gladden the raven now I will
Run through the blazing fires
That's my choice
Cause things shall procede as foreseen</span>
The bard's song ends and you come back to the world around you as does the crowd. They immediately begin once more to beg for another preformance but the young man raises his hand in the air and shakes his head. "I'm afraid that truly must be the last one. Remember, it's not the bard you should wish to see but rather the stories they bring along with them. There is no higher honor for someone like me than to know my tales live on in all of you." He says with a soft smile.
"But no one tells stories like you do." A young woman pouts.
"Please, if a nobody such as myself can entertain then surely you all can captivate others with tales and songs of valor. The road calls to me and perhaps so does the wind." The man says as he begins to strum his instrument once more and sing quietly to himself.
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Now you all know the bards and their songs
When hours have gone by, I'll close my eyes
In a world far away we may meet again
But now hear my song about the dawn of the night
Let's sing the bard's song...
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Instinctively you take a step forward, your heart racing.
>What do you do?
>Call out to him. It has been so long and you don't want to be alone again. He might be the only one who can help you find the others. You can be selfish, just this once.
>Let him go. You don't think you can face him like this. Not when you're missing Ming and the others. What would he tell you if he heard about the city?
>Stop him. He's the only one who can send a message to the royal palace even if it means you must travel alone for a while longer.
>Write in.
