In the Air Tonight
Dec08

In the Air Tonight

(2 Eorgean 5115, The Landing) She was making the last stop to shop in the Landing before going home when the first thought came to her with a strange question from a lady she had come to town a couple hours ago for a special purchase. By the time she found where everyone was beneath the well, it was all over. “What color are your eyes?” Mistiq’s thought came to her directly, seemingly out of nowhere to her. She was...

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Find A Way To My Heart
Apr19

Find A Way To My Heart

(19 Olaesta 5115; The Landing) It was time for the Apprentice Bardess to check in with her mentor now that the Spitfire had left town. She made her way to the Raging Threk, and found him at a table. He waved her over immediately. His greeting was cheery. There had not been much cheer for her the past week (and change), so it was a welcome change. “I have some questions when you have time, there is no rush,” she quietly...

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Echoes
Apr15

Echoes

(14 Olaesta 5115; The Landing) Heard once, she liked to think she did not forget. Most of the time that was true, too. Heard again, it caught her attention, and then lived within her, where it is forgotten never. In the place where things risk a life of their own – at her peril. Where she is caught, between the sounds, within the unending whim of tidal forces. The wave of time crests upon this echo, and she hears it all again....

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Don’t Stop Believing
Mar26

Don’t Stop Believing

(25 Charlatos 5115, The Landing) A single stanza sat in her music notebook for over 3 months. It was good, and the bardess knew it. But it was a hook, and nothing else. Every time she picked up her book and thumbed through it, she would read the stanza again, and smile. Then turn the page. Lately, her confidence was sagging, her spirits were even worse. Truth be told, she was a wreck. The Cittern had not helped the situation at all....

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Unhinged
Mar24

Unhinged

(23 Charlatos 5115, The Landing) Last week she accepted a precious gift from Lady Inurtia. She knew the cittern was special the moment she touched it. Made from ebonwood, it was eahnor-inset and came in its own beautiful, matching case. As she gently smoothed her hand over the wood, she wondered if the instrument had its own song, or just its own voice. She gazed at it in wonder … Stemming from the bridge of the cittern, thin...

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Inside A Silent Tear
Mar22

Inside A Silent Tear

(22 Charlatos 5115, The Landing) Someone handed the bardess a peach. Her favorite fruit, peaches. How were they to know there was only one other person who brought her peaches since she left home? She stared at it. She knew everything was about to come crashing down, and she did not feel like explaining any of it. Not that she had any kind of explanation, not while she was caught somewhere between worry and feeling foolish. But...

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Intermezzo
Mar18

Intermezzo

(18 Charlatos 5115, The Landing) Back in her room, the bardess drew the harp into her arms. She dropped the smile that had helped her through the past several days, and sat there for a moment. Her head was swimming in so many layers of confusion. She had no idea what she had done wrong this time. Her faithful harp comforted her loneliness, and she began to idly pick at the strings, looking for an outlet to the doubt and mounting...

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Icy Mountain Breakdown
Mar17

Icy Mountain Breakdown

(16 Charlatos 5115, On Glatoph) Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the ancient ice troll approaching … and it was on! She’d had success here with the ice trolls; the snow crones, however, were quite another story. But if everything went well, she could put a snow crone down before the creepy hag hurt her too badly. Once before, she’d taken on a job to put a particularly dangerous ice troll out of commission. But...

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When He Smiles
Dec28

When He Smiles

(Before recorded time – at Squire Bluffs in the First Worlde) Backstory: There’s nothing like youth and young love, right? Stars in your eyes, head over heels crushed on someone. On the road to the Old Swamp, just before the turn off to the Lost Road that once led to the Lost Castle (literally, it was … gone, lost), there gathered a small group of people. The young priestess hopefully sang this song. She was so shy...

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My First Tip
Nov27

My First Tip

(25th of Eoantos 5114, The Landing) It was a busy evening in Town Square under the Tree. The man introduced himself to me, Komoki he said his name was, and asked if I would sing to a pin he found. “I can try, but in the scope of things, I am one very little bardess,” I replied to him. He offered me the pin in spite of the warning. So I proceeded with the loresinging. I should have gone somewhere quieter. Live and learn,...

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