Deron the Bard

 

Deron, a bard of the druidic grove Tyto Blue, was almost ill. The Battle Museum's unapologetic glorification of war turned his stomach.

He had seen war. Up close. Too often.

He never wanted to see it again. His songs and poetry, while in demand in some places, would never be wanted in this town of soldiers and death.

Still, a few here might heed his message. He walked outside and untied his guitar case.

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