[quote=Assallya]
Morana began to accelerate her movements, feeling the rhythm in the music inside her bones. Swaying and moving her legs she moved sinuously. While her bare feet slapped the cobblestone she used the time to think. A minstrel unconcerned with money? That nearly boggled Morana's mind. As a gypsy she had travelled in exactly such a fashion, from town to town, with her people. They were greatly concerned with coin. Boots needed mending, clothes needed darning, and a thousand other small details. Even taking a bath cost coin. Certainly a wandering troubadour received free food and lodging at inns but those small details were expensive. What happened when her lute needed to be stringed or replaced? No, she'd never heard of a minstrel that turned down coin. This made Morana wary. Maybe the girl had a wealthy patron, maybe she was another spoiled daughter of a noble house with too much time on her hands?
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"Besides, why squeeze coin from people who do not have it?" Alice asked as she played. Her fingers working along the handcarved neck of the lute, still playing that jovial tune that the gypsy infront of her had requested. Stringing and replacing her lute wasn't an issue for her, she knew how to make a lute and how to string it, so that saved her quite abit. Especially in rough times, which she was in the middle of one, but it never bothered her abit. "Heh...you remind me so much of an old friend back when I traveled with the gypsy caravans to learn everything I know. She was always concerned with coin." she spoke softly, in remembrance, failing to remember her friend's name.