The bard entered the Inn silently. He saw many people sitting at the tables eating and drinking as he passed the crowds silently. He slowly lowered the hood, as there was a sound of rain, which patted the ground gently. He then made his way to the innkeeper as he pulled out a bag with a few coins.
”I am here to stay the night.” He said softly his blond hair was not wet due to the hood he was wearing and his green eyes sparkled in a friendly manner. He seemed to be perfectly human and not a bad looker. The older man who was the innkeeper took the coins slowly and then handed him a key.
”You’re room is number two we provide breakfast and stew for dinner.” The man grumbled as the young bard nodded and took the key.
He then smiled as he placed it in one of his pouches and made his way to the counter. This place looked so gloomy and people seemed to need cheering up. He then hopped into the middle of most of the group, took out his fiddle, and began to play a tune.
The tune then grew louder and louder as he continued to play. He nodded his head with the music as he continued to play as the men and women within the Inn listened and began to bang there mugs with unison as he continued to play.
The young bard closed his eyes as he felt the music which he trained to master since a young age fill his mind as he nodded his head with the tune. He then took in a deep breath as he began to dance around. The music was very beautiful to hear and could possibly make the most angry feel happy. He then continued to slide the bow against the strings quickly. His navy blue vest which e was wearing under the cloak along with a dark brown tunic under it and lastly dark brown breeches with brown field boots. He continued to play until a few moments later as the song slowly ended and he bowed slowly.
((The fiddle in the song is somewhat hard to hear but that’s the general idea))