[gods help her a POET? thank goodness she has such a distaste for performed poetry thanks to this world, otherwise she might be a bit too star struck. as it stands, being overwhelmed by getting tussled around and now having to converse is enough of a strain.
her smile wanes as she considers this information, going through the routine of curtsying in turn best she can while encumbered.
bard, he says...]
W-well met, Julian. Um. When you say bard— excuse me, but. Do you speak of just...conventional songs and performance? Or the actual magic guilds of the lot?
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[gods help her a POET? thank goodness she has such a distaste for performed poetry thanks to this world, otherwise she might be a bit too star struck. as it stands, being overwhelmed by getting tussled around and now having to converse is enough of a strain.
her smile wanes as she considers this information, going through the routine of curtsying in turn best she can while encumbered.
bard, he says...]
W-well met, Julian. Um. When you say bard— excuse me, but. Do you speak of just...conventional songs and performance? Or the actual magic guilds of the lot?