[centre][color=fff79a][h1]Lairëcúma the Bard[/h1][/color][/centre]
[centre][img]https://i.postimg.cc/XvwNBn1f/lairecuma.png[/img][/centre]
[hr][right][code] The Waystone Inn - Outside
Interactions: Cali [@FernStone], Ransom [@Atrophy], Lucky [@DrDistasteful]
Outfit: Little Indigo Riding Hood[/code][/right][hr]

Ransom turned and faced Lairëcúma just as her lips were poised, as if she had more to sing, and she held there while he addressed her. Her song temporarily paused, her lips drew tight as she shifted to one side. She stood there in polite, glassy-eyed stillness - like a heron waiting out the rain. When he turned away a slight smirk tugged at the edges of her mouth and just as Ransom turned to address Cali, Lairëcúma erupted into life again.

Her voice came on suddenly in high, sharp soprano. With a slight shrug off the inn wall, she gestured to Lucky and then Ransom, Eeoting theatrically in case any present were unclear on who the subjects of her song were.

[centre][color=fff79a][i]Now who knows how it started? 
Will anyone even care!?
Wilst stepping over bar stools, 
While stale beer wafts through the air,
About the battle of some stray cat,
And the knight with his stupid hair?
Oh snow goes red and snow goes white,
Just another winter's night,

It's just another,
Just another...[/i][/color][/centre]

Her voice began to waver, soften, and slow again towards the end, falling back into more pleasing dulcet notes which no longer felt like nails on chalkboard, until she fell out of song all together. The last words came in her normal speaking voice, gentle and ringing, but wielded like a woman twisting a knife with words. [color=fff79a]"Stupid. Bar fight."[/color]

[color=fff79a]"Well."[/color] Lairëcúma took a deep breath, her shoulders slumped as she clasped her hands in front of herself and resumed the poise of a very proper elven lady. [color=fff79a]"I believe we have all witnessed quite enough of this evening's theatrics."[/color] She glanced around at the others present, excepting Ransom and Lucky whom she turns her back to while angling herself towards the door. [color=fff79a]"Perhaps we might seek warmer company - and drinks - elsewhere?"[/color]