Tilindra Melir

Tilindra looks up after dozing off for a while, and sees that Seren has moved over to the fire. She gets up and moves to join him and his companion in the singing, shaking her head saddly at a bar brawl that had gone too far.

"The village I grew up in had a retired bard living there. He taught all the children the old stories. When he realised I had more interest than the others, he taught me how to use my voice properly, and a few other things." She takes a sip of her drink. "Ahh, thats better. "Your pretty good yourself, you know." She compliments Seran. "I don't think I've ever heard that song played that way. Gives it a completely different feel."

"A cup of Matze would be good, thanks" She lets out a sigh. "For a while there, I thought I might actually get throgh more than 2 songs. Oh well, the dream lives on"

Tilindra's eyes light up. "Why, thank you for that," she replies warmly, "I have not had such a compliment in many years. Do you wish to continue playing together, we seem to have an audience, that actually wants to listen." She lets out a small chuckle. "It makes a change from the inns I usually end up playing in."

With a grateful look to the musician, the woman continues to sing. It is an old song, heard no doubt many times before. Being that it is old it is unsurprisingly of tragedy following, love, following hate, brought on by tragedy. Somehow, she manages to make it sound slightly more humorous than you would expect. When the song is finished she sits down next to the musician. "Thank you for that good sir. Its nice to be heard when I sing for a change. My name is Tilindra Melir of Arvonn."

A woman walks into town, and hears a ruckus coming from one of the buildings. "That sounds like a tavern", she says to herslef and heads towards it. Inside, she goes up to the barman, taking care to avoid the bar brawl. "Greetings good sir", she saids in a cordial manner with a slight bow. "I sing and play, and I was hoping that I would be able to get a meal and a bed off of you in exchange for my services." After what she hopes is a yes acknowledgment, he seems a bit distracted by the breaking furniture, she heads carefully to an unoccupied but easily seen corner of the room, and begins to sing.

I have a nord agent, lvl 1. The funny thing is that since I started playing, which was only Monday, I've actually spent more time looking at the forums than actually playing. :P . I plan on joining the mage and thieves guilds.