[center][b]Golden River Inn

[color=1a5653]Song Shi[/color][/b][/center]
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Despite not being able to see the look of worn pain on his face she could hear the somber hints in his intonation on her soft ears. Song shi was beguiling that much could be gathered from anyone, though some saw here in somewhat of an austere light. “No not at all, it reminded me of a time not too long go” her words lingered for a moment before the musician changed the conversation like a note on his instrument. “Something more upbeat might strike some more coin in your pocket and perhaps a drink to go along with it. Don’t worry I know the owner of this establishment.” “I don’t have much in the way of a request for song, but more on stories. Where are you headed?”