[color=7ea7d8][center]Veridis Quo[/center][/color]

As the bard strummed his lute a young woman came and gave him some ale. Veridis recognized her as the innkeeper's daughter, and apparently someone just brought him a drink. Looking back at the group he could see that a pink-haired dwarf had joined the others and in typical dwarven fashion she was already drinking. Not one to waste a good thing Veridis took a drink from the ale, tasting the bitter yet fruity beverage. Having never been a connoisseur of alcohol however, Veridis wasn't sure if this was good or bad. He wasn't puking however, so it was good enough.

Though Veridis thought about speaking to the newcomers, he chose to simply remain in the background to provide ambiance. It might seem strange for a bard not to take the front stage, but a good bard knows his place. Not everyone is the lead, and sometimes you need someone to set the mood. Seeing that the night was growing older and they had new, pleasant company, he decided to play a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enFaE4_0hL4]different tune[/url]. Though the establishment was smaller and less refined than the taverns at Sapphire, something about it's small-town, rustic feel gave it a charm that he wouldn't find in the big city. Between sips of ale and listening to the hearthfire crackle, Veridis was tempted to simply close his eyes and turn in for the night. But if the bard was going to do anything for the party tonight, it'd be to provide music and company until he's the last man standing.