Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20181113013724/@comment-37523810-20181119025225

Roran thanked the bartender and brought a stool to the middle of the room, sitting down with his flute. Even with the heavy heart he currently had, he knew that the last thing a frequenter would want was a solemn tune. He focused on his happier and lighter mood, brought his instrument to his lips, and played a subtly enchanted song, hoping to lift the mood.