>>6171755>>6172517>>6172563>>6172588>>6172819You asked the young woman before you.
-Your other musician friends abandoned you ? Why ?
She looked at you sadly, the memory probably painful, and explained.
-It... Is complicated. We try generally to play at a tavern in winter or in some court, instead of travelling. And here a powerful merchant from Podunk was offering us to stay in his home to play with his friends. He was called mister Epstein.
You frowned.
-Never trust a German... I am sure he was from the Rhine.
Brother Louis shook his head.
-It's a Jew, never trust someone who was not baptised.
She shook her head.
-My lords, I cannot say about this but it was not his actions but his death that sent us into disarray. We had no master and no place to stay, some wanted to play on the streets but it was harsh. Paul... The eldest of us, tried to force his views upon us and wanted to be the leader, we always saw ourselves as equals... John was pursuing a new love interest, I dislike her by the way she distracted him from his art, and George wanted to broaden is musical writings and to compose... So... I guess they just all wanted to go on their way, perhaps it was already visible several years ago but... You know how it is... So I am alone now... Sadly.... We have been travelling together for ten years, I was fifteen, I am twenty five now...
Twenty five and not married. By the Saint Denis, what kind of mores had these travelling musicians. But she looked like less to be sincere. Whatever, she was kind and you told.
-Do not worry I do not wish to stirr up bad memories, you can of course come with us. We will be merrier with such a voice among us. And we shall be back right before my marriage.
She smiled kindly and accepted. She even sung for you for all the evening. So it was in a merry disposition that you got to the next step of your travels, towards Someplace, where your liege lord, baron Endoftutoriel reigned. Of course you had to stop on the way.
You had to present your respect to the baron and what you saw astonished you. There were no more impaled criminals in a dark fortress but the streets were verdant, the caste had been painted in white and elegant towers where being built, spikes were gone and new banners adorned the place. Sincerely it was far more pleasant even if a bit "off" a new structure was built in the town too, apparently a temple to some elven deities, the dragon temple so important to the previous baron being still here. You thanked the fact that you were born a Christian, you could annex some,territory of a nearby French lord and not have to build new temples to strange deities.
Still you had to present yourself, since you had to give the baron a present and had nothing ready you took the decision to give him a song of Spotifia, that would do marvelously. Still, you were received flawlessly and given good wine, not as good as burgundian wine but it was a pleasant change over the normal diet.
