The shaman flinched as the winged lady greeted [i]him[/i] with some grand confidence. In the moment of awkwardness, he did nothing but pat the bear skull gently. She could do some impressive work with enough practice, that was for sure.
"Well, it looks like you already have the powerful voice."
An scratched his head. At that point all she needed was a good sprinkle of pride. Or at least that's how he did it.
"Don't feel so down now. Only a few are natural born speakers. Even those people would be nervous in this situation."
He gave one of her wings a gentle pat and stretched his other arm to the sky. The bear skull on his staff clattered slightly.
"Let nothing hold you back, seize the moment! You've got the voice, so it won't be much of a problem."

[@Whoami]

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Soon enough, the gathered adventurers were ushered to another room. Following the group and the guiding soldiers, An noticed a squad of strangely dressed(even compared to himself) people talking to who seemed to be the king of Melromarc.

The king announced that the volunteers choose their hero. With that the shaman scanned each of the four standing before him. So he had to choose among the four.
The shaman casually approached the Bow Hero.
"Greetings!"
He said with another rattle of his staff.
"I offer to stand as your companion, one with the Bow!"