Shamus passed through the darkness with the usual boredom of an endless trek, but the sudden but faint sound of a violin attracted like pollen to a bee. "What is that alluring tone, it sounds like calm before a storm, mysterious with a minor dip of danger." Shamus said with a grimace, the music digging its way into his mind in a pleasantly grim way. He attempted to follow the sound of the music, leading him wherever he may end up.