Krins song comes to a slow stop as he looks up at the merry crowd. Then he smiles, "So what'll it be for my last song? A merry tempo or a sarrowfull tune?" He asked as he looked down at the clay jar. 'Nice. We're makin some good money here.' This made him smile more. He looked to the crowd and already new what they wanted. Putting the flute up to his lips once more he took a deep breath and started playing another hearty tune. This one was often played before wars to lift the spirits of the soldiers and inspire them making their adrenaline rush. It was used to make the soldiers ache for a battle. Krin planned to do just that minus the ache for a battle. He played vigorusly noticing the dancer doing her job, and doing it well.