There are some evenings the tavern is a subdued place. There may be laughter, and gaming, and music in the background, but on those evenings, it could hardly be described as rowdy.
This was not one of those nights. A small contingent of patrons had made themselves particularly noisy, cheering and clapping in response to songs that were in turn bawdy and gruesome, and occasionally both at once. The minstrel who led the songs could be found standing on a bench near the wall, playing through the interludes on an Antivan fiddle and stomping her foot to the rhythm while she sang. Her voice was strong enough to fill the space:
Hail the Queen of the Eastern Seas! Blade as sharp as a Winter's breeze Mourn the men who were turned to wrecks Seeking treasure below her decks!
There was a Brother of the Chant Desperately, he swore "I can't!" Said Isabela, with a grin: "Don't you know lying is a sin?"
The tune continued on in that vein, a proud tribute to the insatiable lust of the Champion's companion. When the song was finished, Flavia welcomed the audience's applause with a flourishing bow, before holding one hand to her forehead and extending the other for someone to help her down from the bench.
Flavia Paradesai | Native OC
There are some evenings the tavern is a subdued place. There may be laughter, and gaming, and music in the background, but on those evenings, it could hardly be described as rowdy.
This was not one of those nights. A small contingent of patrons had made themselves particularly noisy, cheering and clapping in response to songs that were in turn bawdy and gruesome, and occasionally both at once. The minstrel who led the songs could be found standing on a bench near the wall, playing through the interludes on an Antivan fiddle and stomping her foot to the rhythm while she sang. Her voice was strong enough to fill the space:
Blade as sharp as a Winter's breeze
Mourn the men who were turned to wrecks
Seeking treasure below her decks!
There was a Brother of the Chant
Desperately, he swore "I can't!"
Said Isabela, with a grin:
"Don't you know lying is a sin?"
The tune continued on in that vein, a proud tribute to the insatiable lust of the Champion's companion. When the song was finished, Flavia welcomed the audience's applause with a flourishing bow, before holding one hand to her forehead and extending the other for someone to help her down from the bench.