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At Virdalia's insinuation that they would have a lot of bedfellows Ispir would give a very nervous, awkward chuckle and look off to the side. The one-two punch kept coming as Virdalia asked where he learned to play and Ispir would then begin to tug at one of his twintails furtively, looking...

After his songs were played and every last note had faded into history only then did Ispir slowly open his eyes, stand up, and take a bow as the room applauded the performance. His cheeks burned a bright pink, happy, but but bashful, and he waved out to people in the tavern for a moment before...

Ispir would sigh and roll his eyes playfully at Virdalia's words before gently tucking the sheet music away and grinning. "Eeeeeveryone's a critic nowadays I guess." Ispir would watch Virdalia drain her mug and, at her apology, he shook his head at her mention of it being due to her company...

As the the intrepid pair, their cart, and it's unsavory third passenger made their way down the old ill-cared-for road Irman would be the first to hear the soft voice upon the breeze ahead of them. A voice with an odd quality reaching them over the rumbling and rolling of their cart's wheels as...

A light, airy chuckle would come from the only SLIGHTLY tipsy Minstrel as Virdalia paused at mention of the business she was visiting over. Only for the Bard to wave their hand dismissively at her insinuation she was a bother. "No no not at all! In fact a fresh bit of company may be exactly...

The Debtor's Drink; Alliria The clamoring noise of the Debtor's Drink was either a warm, welcoming blanket of the vibrancy of life and leisure or a stifling, headache-inducing racket one could not escape quickly enough. For one particular Minstrel however it was a place firmly of the former...

A traveling Minstrel who delights in bringing joy and cheer wherever he goes!