full moon rising on the waters of my soul
As Korbin began his wordplay, Amun chuckled, actually appreciating the utter nonsense. "Aye, captain of crockery, that's me." Smiling he nodded at the other man.
However, the potter found his eyes narrowing as Korbin expressed his doubts about becoming a full time bard. For a long moment, the Ascended was silent. When he finally did speak, it was slow and careful. "And if plucking your strings makes it easier for them to hunt? Lets them relax after a long day, sleep easier? Breaks up the monotony a bit so they're more alert when they go out?" He shrugged. "Seems to me you'd be doing them a service."
However, the potter found his eyes narrowing as Korbin expressed his doubts about becoming a full time bard. For a long moment, the Ascended was silent. When he finally did speak, it was slow and careful. "And if plucking your strings makes it easier for them to hunt? Lets them relax after a long day, sleep easier? Breaks up the monotony a bit so they're more alert when they go out?" He shrugged. "Seems to me you'd be doing them a service."
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