BASTIEN
Kheelan simply could not have asked a better question for Bastien to make his pitch. He smiled widely and approached closer, holding his hands out in a welcoming gesture. "I am so glad you asked, my friend!" He pointed back to the door of the guild, it's painted frame and colourful inside. "You see, in there I have many different instruments. Flutes, drums, strings! Anything you could desire. But even better than that, I have other artists and musicians, just like yourself!"
He sat by Kheelan. "You see, I am the guildmaster...though, I don't care for that title. I am the father of this Artist's Sanctuary. Here, artists may gather and share their skills and lives with each other. Inspire, live and create. You have full access to all our supplies and building, as well as a whole new group of friends who love to make like you. We drink, make merry. All those things."
Bastien smiled and leaned in. "Does that sound good?"
He sat by Kheelan. "You see, I am the guildmaster...though, I don't care for that title. I am the father of this Artist's Sanctuary. Here, artists may gather and share their skills and lives with each other. Inspire, live and create. You have full access to all our supplies and building, as well as a whole new group of friends who love to make like you. We drink, make merry. All those things."
Bastien smiled and leaned in. "Does that sound good?"
You standing beside me
I'm going to push back, push back, push back
With every word and every breath
I'm going to push back, push back, push back
With every word and every breath
