James
It's been couple of hours past mid-day, but the sun still blazed down at scales which radiated with warmth as well, crowds of golden scales hushing through the small stands, each of them selling national and international goods. The dragons in between the stands and the heat chattered, argued about some crazy prices and enjoyed their breaks of whatever jobs they were doing during the day. 

In all between those many dragons there was a fountain, splashing small rivers falling from its sculptures and being a refreshing location for any overheating dragon. There on the edge of that fountain sat an outstanding looking dragon... White-cream scales covered with several reddish spots, curly dark red hair, ruby eyes, rainwing-like ears and the tail tip of a sandwing, which was just as dark red as all of his claws. There this unusual sight of a dragon was sitting and playing his -fitting to him also red- guitar, singing his songs about culture, love and destiny. That Angel-like voice obviously caught some dragon's attention, and so a little basket in front of him filled with coin by coin every two minutes.
Robert
*Smoke coiled into the air as a masked Sandwing stepped into the plaza, his deformed tail twitching as he walked in silence.*

*Eventually, he came to a halt and let out a low grumble*

"*What is that wretched noise?*"

*Anubis scowled as he spoke, a slight snarl escaping his jaws*
James
Romeo has obviously heard and seen from the corner of his eye what enormously dangerous looking dragon appeared from behind-... He hoped he didn't meant his singing and so continued singing his current love song (aka "Love love love" By "Of monsters and men" This soul curing fr) to the dragons surrounding him and enjoying the rare talent which dared to show itself in public. But with the appearance of the terrifying voice of whoever that was, the dragons started to slowly leave, some even quicker in panic. Rome wasn't really aware of what might happen soon, but who would attack a musician who's just pleasing the inhabitants with rare found music around here?
Eleanor
Anubis: "Got a license to sing here?"

Romeo: "No- why would I-"
Robert
*"Ah..."*

*He muttered to himself, his violet eyes landing on Romeo, as a coil of smoke escaped his snout once more.*

*He stepped closer to him, his tail swaying partially.*

"Sir, the queen would greatly appreciate it if you halt that... Wretched noise or whatever it is."

*He spoke oddly calmly, although his eye twitched in annoyance beneath the mask*
James
Eventually he decided to stop as soon as the more massive built dragon stood in front of him. Romeo could tell he was in trouble as soon as he has seen his mask barely being up.

"She-...Does? But the people here- it's crowded and everyone is only chattering.

They-... Seem to like a slight change of ambience. Some music never harmed anyone, right?"

Romeo's stomach felt heavy, turning itself in fact as he felt the gaze of that dragon pushing him further and further down. Ofc he was slightly annoyed on the inside- as if the queen could really hear this all the way over to her palace, and even if, why taking joy from other dragons.

"I-...Can move somewhere else on the plaza if this spot is an issue"
Robert
"Even I do not understand the nonsense that is her rules, but either way, she desires not music publically. For some reason, she sees it as a way for conspirators to discuss plans. Paranoid filth."

*Anubis grumbled, gritting his teeth. His talons dug into the cobblestone ground beneath him.*

"My advice is to halt your playing."

*Anubis twitched his tail with his eyes still narrowed and fixed upon Romeo*
James
"Y-yeah... S-sure..."

He took his claws off the strings of his guitar, I'm comparison to those of Anubis Romeo's seemed like those of a dragonet, apparently only made for gently playing an instrument while not ripping any of its strings.

"Where can I play then? Cause- pardon my talking but I am not having any message in my songs... Well except for Love, hope for some of us... You've seen yourself how the inhabitants here enjoyed it, right?"

He dared to take a short eye contact, instantly feeling the regret in having talked back to someone who's body language told him that he was ready to get violent.