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Tadgh wasn't particularly impressed by much in the courts these days; unlike many of those around him he'd lost interest in most of the day-to-day activities and goings on of the Winter Court, even with some of the more unsavory things he knew as someone in his position. He'd heard of a performance by a skilled musician today, and went to the appointed location in order to find this going on. Of course, this wasn't for his own enjoyment, he was working, like he almost always was, and today was no exception. He would find this musician and record so many things: the number of people attending, which courts they were from, where these people were from within the winter court if possible, and of course listen for whispers, gossip, and rumors, among other things said quietly.
He found a seat for himself and began writing in one of his notebooks, which he often carried many of in a satchel along with quills and ink. Before long the performance started, and he wondered what kind of tune he might hear on a colder day such as this, and what instruments might be played. He was usually deaf to this sort of thing, though, as he'd heard much of it in his lifetime, and it took a special performance indeed to even grab his attention. Besides, he was paying more attention to the details of his work anyway.
He found a seat for himself and began writing in one of his notebooks, which he often carried many of in a satchel along with quills and ink. Before long the performance started, and he wondered what kind of tune he might hear on a colder day such as this, and what instruments might be played. He was usually deaf to this sort of thing, though, as he'd heard much of it in his lifetime, and it took a special performance indeed to even grab his attention. Besides, he was paying more attention to the details of his work anyway.