<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261007.msg12882122#msg12882122">Quote from: Bibliophilia on 04-01-2017, 10:37:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As for Calim, she would have made him sing her all the bawdiest songs he knew, and then he would have left wearing a dress made of wildflowers and vibrant feathers.  -nodnod.-  Oh...she so kept his clothes.  That happened.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Oh yes, that is perfect! A tale this bard would love to forget, but has also probably used in his comedic acts. I imagine the performance would end with "...and so he returned from whence he came, tailfeathers between his legs." He'd replace himself with a nameless nobleman, of course >.><br/><br/>And now the two will meet again as the party's casters and cunning linguists. Just fantastic.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261007.msg12882143#msg12882143">Quote from: Wargtass on 04-01-2017, 11:05:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Calim:</strong> Met at a fancy dinner party where Calim performed. Wlady being a guy who enjoys his drink with song so this Rostland guy over here, he's a funny guy, mkay? The party ends abruptly when Wlady, who is a bit too off the crust of the earth with imported wine, decides to call a Surtovan rival a whoreson and everything erupts in a brawl to remember. Thoroughly beaten up but in a good mood Wlady drags the poor bard along to a nearby tavern because "no party should end before the rooster crows".<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>I am 100% down with this. I love the thought of Calim performing at a dinner party for nobles and pretending not to be one of them, only to see them break out into a fight like "the common rabble". He'd be impressed by Wlady's demeanor, most definitely, and for providing him with more entertainment than he himself provided, he'd let him in on his secret over a copious amount of alcohol.<br/><br/>Also, he would have definitely performed the nobleman and druid act above at this party. Hell, one of the nobles could have asked what family the pathetic nobleman in the story hailed from, which could have led to Wlady settin' shit off. Gotta love these noble human scamps :D