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Post by Hythlodaeus on Sept 29, 2023 11:58:05 GMT -6
Hythlodaeus
Ancient | Age ? | 194x75 | M | Bard
Torensten, the Adventurer's Paradise. Hythlodaeus could see why that beautiful city was called so. With its beautiful skyline, the airships, the magic crystals.. everything was pretty vibrant, even more so for the the bard, who was deeply lost in the sight of its aether. Surely enough, it was not as abundant as on Aetherys, but he had seen this change on Hydaelyn itself before. As time went on, aether was probably destined to dissipate... or perhaps it was simply less abundant because that was the planet's nature. He did not know.
After finding a good spot to sit on, Hythlodaeus took his guitar, and started playing one of his songs. It was a cheerful melody, accompanied gently by his melodious voice. He was a bard, after all, so why not spread his works to everywhere? Even his best friends had told him, more often than not, to do so. The melody spread softly in the plaza, supported by the tiny bit of magic needed to make it so that everyone could hear - although not in an upsetting volume.
He kept singing softly, while a small crowd gathered around him. Some people hummed in unison with him, some clapped their hands - a couple of kids even danced to his music. And all of this made his heart burst with joy. He had always been kind of recognized as a skilled musician, and he always thought it was the only thing he was truly good at beside archery - and his Soulsight, of course. Even now, looking at the people, he could not help but smile. Their colors, they were so vibrant and bright when they came closer to listen. He was so glad he could have such an effect on people.
The song soon ended. Some people applauded him, others just left. But he had brightened their day, even if only for a brief moment of respite, and he was happy enough with that.
"Let the light of your soul shine for all to see."
[attr=class,punkisavelighttext] It took her less than 15 minutes to walk to the heart of the town. Among the merchants, tables were filled with various spices, fruits, vegetables, pastries, meats, silks, jewelry and even books, making this place even more lively and joyful than the last time she came here with her longtime friend, Ammon. This bird could smell almost anything from a very far distance, whether it would be a mouse, a cow, insects, freshly baked pastries, fire, a friend, an enemy... Nothing was a secret to him, and Nerissa wished she could have had his nose to stop putting herself in dangerous situations. Though, who could blame her? She did grow up in the company of Cid's people and the Cursebreakers. For sure, she would not be the one to kindly stay behind when she could have helped dozens of branded bearers get a new chance at life, free from the marks they had been silenced with by the Sanbrecque army during the war. Back then, it was a dream she and her brother had hoped for many, many years, but they never got to accomplish it together since one of them died on a mission while the other went missing from the world of Valisthea, strangely teleported to a new dimension that bore the name of Zephon. Either way, she'd rather forget about it (for the time being)and concentrate her energy on her new job as a member of the Dragonblades. Walking from stand to stand, Nerissa could hear a sweet melody coming from her right side, played and voiced by a young musician whose talent was unmatched by the last singer she heard playing at this same market just about a week ago.
Unknowingly, she started humming the song on the tip of her lips while she picked apples on a merchant's table before shoving them in her bag and giving the coins to the seller, thanking him for the few fruits he gave her for free.
"Thank you, kind sir. I shall be back to your stand next week, as per usual." She nicely said, starting to hum once again the delightful melody of the performer.
Post by Hythlodaeus on Oct 25, 2023 2:53:27 GMT -6
Hythlodaeus
Ancient | Age ? | 194x75 | M | Bard
Lost in observation of the people around him, Hythlodaeus smiled sweetly to the people who cheered for his music. It was then, when the people who applauded were leaving, that he heard it. That same melody he had just sung, hummed by another voice - an unknown one. Following both his ears and sight, he stood, hung his guitar at his back and quietly walked towards one of the stands, where a charming lady was buying apples. She had just thanked the man when Hythlodaeus managed to be close enough to speak without shouting.
"Greetings!" he said cheerfully, with the same sweet smile as before painted on his lips "I am sorry to bother you, but... I found it necessary to approach. You have a wonderful voice - at least from what I could hear." he continued, before he positioned one hand on his heart to introduce himself: "I am Hythlodaeus, travelling minstrel. I believe it was my song that I heard coming from you, and... I would like to sing with you." He moved his hand to gently point at the woman around the end of the sentence. "If you would like to, of course. I am not the kind of person who would pester a stranger, no matter how charming."
His smile shifted at the last few words, becoming slightly more amused, and his eyebrows travelled just a little upwards, in an expression that could have meant either that he was flirting with her, or joking innocently. "Or, I could just go back to playing over there and stop bothering you, if you so wish." he added in the end, discreetly gesturing at the place he was sitting on just a few moments before. It was clear by his gaze that he was hoping for her to accept, but he would surely not force his presence upon the lady. She was not Hades, after all, so he was not really compelled to act as he would have done with his old friend.
"Let the light of your soul shine for all to see."
[attr=class,punkisavelighttext] Nerissa did not see the man approach her until the very last second when he stood beside her in front of the merchant’s stand. She almost jumped out of her skin once she was aware of his presence but kept herself under control and offered the bard her usual smile to greet him properly.
“Greetings to you too, sir.” She said, carefully adjusting the bag over her shoulder while she listened attentively to what the bard had to say. Nerissa was still cautious of him as she didn’t know who he was nor what sort of request he would ask her in such a situation. She feared he’d ask for something out of her control, something that involved quieting the merchants present at the market so that his music could attract more people to his performance, which would have sounded crazy to the Muireach lady if that wasn’t the first time she’d heard this type of request coming from a musician like him.
“It is, um, a pleasure to meet you, Sir Hythlodaeus.” The Cursebreaker replied, slightly destabilized by the bard’s rapid presentation in front of the apple stand. “My name is Nerissa, young sir.” She added, softly smiling at him like any normal person would do in this context. “Please excuse me for this rude question that I’m about to ask you, but to what do I owe this unexpected greeting of yours in a crowded place like Torensten’s market?”
It didn’t take long for the Muireach woman to get her answers from Hythlodaeus that she was already questioning herself about the man’s good intentions. “Wait, slow down a little.” She calmly responded, trying to make sense of the words he blurted out from his mouth in less than three minutes. “If I understand correctly — and please correct me if I’m wrong — you wish for me to sing with you in front of a crowd filled with strangers only for… fun?” Did she hear it well? He wanted her to sing with him at the market with thousands of people surrounding them, only to make their shopping time more agreeable than without music.
“I… I don’t know my lord. It has been a while since I last sang in front of this many people. And this seems so sudden and quite out of the blue, if I may say. Also, even if I did agree to your request, I’d be too afraid to ruin your melody with my voice, sir.” Though she was tempted to say yes to the bard, she couldn’t get herself to say it as she was scared of what people would say once they heard her singing a tune unfamiliar to her. The only time she feely sang was when in the presence of her brother and the Cursebreakers at the Hideaway, chanting altogether their dreams of a better tomorrow for bearers and non-bearers alike into the dawn of the Valisthean night. “I truly apologize for my indecisiveness, sir Hythlodaeus.”
Post by Hythlodaeus on Nov 11, 2023 5:28:44 GMT -6
Hythlodaeus
Ancient | Age ? | 194x75 | M | Bard
A glimpse of surprised fear was caught by the Ancient's eyes as soon as he spoke, but it faded away as quickly as it had appeared, turning into a slight tension - it was probably because she did not know him, he thought. She could have expected literally anything, after all. So he swiftly explained why he had approached and introduced himself in as cautious and friendly a manner he knew. "What a melodious name." he commented with a smile when she told him hers. Perhaps he did get a little carried away by his own curiosity soon after, though, as he quickly told her what he wanted from her (perhaps a little too quickly) - if she would agree to his request, of course.
As soon as she told him to slow down, he actually stopped talking, giving her the space and time she needed to process his request and ask her questions. He chuckled and nodded when he heard her if he was asking to sing with her for fun. "Indeed, I am." he replied, the shadow of a smile still on his face. He then listened to her as she revealed to him she found his request quite sudden, and that she was afraid to ruin his melody, but as she apologized he denied her words with his head. "Do not worry, I do understand I came out of nowhere with such a peculiar request - and I apologize once again for bothering you when you probably only wanted to buy a few things and go. But."
His expression shifted just a little, turning into a more understanding one. He knew how she fell, and not only because he could literally see it, but because he had been in a similar situation before. "I must say, I used to be just as afraid as you. If it wasn't for my lifelong friends, I would not be here trying to let my music resonate with everyone." he confessed "I used to only play for them, and I would still be in the same position had they not pushed me towards this journey." His eyes turned nostalgic as he talked about his old friends. He missed them dearly, but at least he was sure they were doing more than well and he did not need to worry.
"That is to say... that you will get used to the people. Or if you're too scared, you can simply close your eyes and follow my lead. You may not believe me, but from what I have heard, your voice is truly captivating - and is likely to suit mine well. And on top of that, you have learned the melody I was singing after you listened to it only once or twice throughout the song. I have reason to think you may be far more talented than you dare believe." He stopped talking for a moment, to take one step back, bow just slightly and extend his right hand to her, while his left went back upon his heart. "Will you allow me to prove it?"
"Let the light of your soul shine for all to see."
[attr=class,punkisavelighttext] Hearing Hythlodaeus compliment her name in such a sweet-sounding way made the young woman chuckle in relief. His attempt to make her feel comfortable around him when they’d barely known each other just a couple of minutes ago seemed to work wonderfully. Nerissa no longer felt the need to escape this man’s presence like she initially planned to do. He didn’t seem like a threat to her nor did he look like someone who would hurt her like the enemies she faced back in Valisthea. Perhaps, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to fulfill his request and sing a song with him in this open market before she would return home for dinner time with Ammon.
“It seems to me that you will not give up until I accept your offer to sing with you near the status. Am I wrong to think so, sir?” She playfully asked before setting down her bag on the merchants’ table, for fear of losing it while she would fulfill Hythlodaeus’ wish near King Hremit’s statue. “May I leave this with you? I’ll only be gone for half an hour, though I’ll make sure to reimburse you with a fair amount of money when I come back to retrieve my stuff.” She said, praying that the older man would be kind enough to keep the Muireach woman’s bag safe and sound until her late return.
“No need to worry. As long as I have the chance to hear you sing one song, this’ll be enough of a repayment for me.” The apple vendor replied with a huge grin on his face. Manifestly, everyone wanted to hear sing a song alongside this talented musician in the town’s market today.
“T-Thank you very much, sir. I shall not forget your act of goodwill in the future.” She responded, although a bit confused by this sudden act of kindness. Were the people of Torensten always this friendly with me when I first came into this world? I can’t seem to remember anymore…
“Haha, alright, alright. Enough chit chatting, young lady. Shouldn’t you be up and singing with your friend already?”
“I… Yes. That’s what I should be doing, I think.”
Saying this with not-so-much-confidence, she turned around to speak with the musician, and immediately asked him what type of songs they would be presenting to the grand public within such a short period of time.
“Since we are about to perform together, aren’t there any songs that you would like to present in front of everyone? Perhaps a melody from your town, or even a verse that you’ve heard in Torensten? Anything would do the trick, as long as they are not too hard for me to sing.”
