#errant planeswalker [verse: main]

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( cont from here. - for @eritvita )

One way to earn coin anywhere and everywhere is to know how to entertain. Whether that be through feats of whimsy and fancy, or singing ballads and baudy drunken tales. This particular day had found the wayward fey strumming guitar for the masses, occasionally lifting his voice to crow lyrics in bright and merry tunes memorized from the many taverns across the Sword Coast. As the evening dipped to darker night and his performance waned, he tipped out of his chair to converse freely.

"Thank ya," airy voice rasping from strain, the sky blue guitar he toted was painted delicately with insects and greenery. "A drink is exactly what I need, might never run outta breath but heck if I aint parched for all that singin'." An easy smile on his youthful face, hooking the strap of his instrument over a shoulder to rest it across his back.

"What's yer name, friend? Know these parts at all?" Ezra goes on, and being so near to Roland, he'd feel the ticklish breeze that often accompanied the fey inside or out.