<div class="floatleft">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/c7/07/c707481bd6bc3b28e389686e5f7fe72e.jpg?173701)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Patrick Milgram<br/><strong>Adventure:</strong>Strange Tunes<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Callie Rhodes, Johanna Laurus, Maelynn Swallowtail<br/><hr/><br/>A short, meandering path away from the bar led the pair of would-be adventurers out of the town. Patrick stayed almost sullenly silent the entire way; even the brightness of the sun and Callie's hair couldn't draw him out of his oddly grim mood. His hand clutched the paper with the quest directions on it, and foul, mumbling thoughts drifted across his mind. Oh, what he would do if he could tear away from that eccentric musician and make his own way in the world! He shook his head as he quickened the pace, feet tapping hard against the ground.<br/><br/>It was only by the time he reached the outskirts of Oldwall Forest that he realized he had completely forgotten to equip and gear himself for the quest. Patrick grunted out a curse before looking back at Callie apologetically. At least he could have swung by the musician's house to grab an old harp, a flute, anything! At least he had his voice, but now he had nothing to supplement it with! He would look quite the fool, he was sure. Still, he wasn't going to let it stop him from continuing the quest. They had, after all, already begun.<br/><br/>"I never asked what class you were," he stated openly, looking at Callie. "I'm a...a bard." If you could call his sorry excuse for singing the work of a bard, he thought somewhat bitterly. He had seen the kinds of buffs others gave to their parties. What use were his piercing screams when compared to those arcane magics?