
Trekking through the forest wears on armor. There's mud, twig, bugs, and who knows what else tat gets on it, and a defender must have finely polished armor, clean enough to eat off of, metaphorically speaking, of course, and so, Trenton has taken a moment to do just that, sharing some idle chatter with his bard companion, Caleb.
Naturally, a bard is gonna sing, and Caleb happily does so, mostly relaxing songs to sooth a weary soul after a long day of travel, though when the songs change to more tender serenades, Trenton can't help but feel as if there is a certain 'aim' to them at that point.
"C-caleb... Could you... Ah... Perhaps a different song is in order? How about the one about the wolves, or that battle march, hm? No...?"
Of course not. The bard chooses the song, and sometimes it's the one that he knows will make a certain bird blush.
Trenton © Me, AKA
Zhao
Caleb and art ©
Kokuhane
Naturally, a bard is gonna sing, and Caleb happily does so, mostly relaxing songs to sooth a weary soul after a long day of travel, though when the songs change to more tender serenades, Trenton can't help but feel as if there is a certain 'aim' to them at that point.
"C-caleb... Could you... Ah... Perhaps a different song is in order? How about the one about the wolves, or that battle march, hm? No...?"
Of course not. The bard chooses the song, and sometimes it's the one that he knows will make a certain bird blush.
Trenton © Me, AKA

Caleb and art ©

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