Tarquin lifted his flute to his lips and began playing an old battle song. It began as a soothing melody which slowly turned in to a triumphant one. The song was woven with bardic magic and it began steeling the hearts and minds of those present, preparing them for the coming battle, boosting their morale and confidence. As he played the tall elf sort of wandered around the room, like he was searching for weaknesses in the building itself.