*** Feet up on the immense oak table in the now abandoned Moon's Hope Inn, which the Bard Supreme, KDog has taken for his residence, the bard watches the emergence of a new evil in the realm with thoughtfulness. Dragging deeply, he reflects on the evils of Jerome, of Wah, the greatest of all liches, the villain who never wanted anything but love, Gabriel, and he wonders...
...dragging deeply on his cigarette, he feels a song forming in his head, and though in the beginning stages, it seems quite silly, he chides himself to remember that in the beginning, most great ballads of good and evil usually ARE a bit silly. Taking his mandolin from it's stand, he plucks about at it, feeling the music coming of it's own volition. As he plays, a mug of mead seems to pour itself from the dusty bar and drifts lazily to the table, coming to rest in front of him. Gwhanos, he thinks, this one bears watching... ***
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Guitars, women, beer...what more can a man ask for?
I AM the bard eternal
