(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/55/LrcJz.jpg)<br/>Name: Anduin Fordring<br/>Date/Time: March, around midnight.<br/>Location: Halliwell Manor Attic<br/>Wearing: Pictured, t-shirt with an open over shirt , jeans and pair of work boots<br/>Tagging: Roslyn, Open<br/>Content: Meeting a witch, one wrong turn at Albuquerque later.<br/><br/>As she seemed to calm down a bit she asked him about the ocarina and his playing it. "Yeah it was well made. A little gift from a charge of mine who was a wood carver and a local music player." he said taking a moment to think on when he'd gotten the little instrument. "I believe that was about...1890...yeah that sounds about right." he said to her thinking back to the warlock who'd made it for him. "A nice fellow. He was carpenter by trade and moonlighted as one of the town's musicians. He taught me how to play it and we shared many a night just practicing that little thing. I must have spent the better part twenty years on that little stool practicing and playing." he said his smile taking on a light wistful tone and a light chuckle. "Ah good times they were." he said looking up as he heard the call from the other whitelighter. "I guess that must be Max." he said his smile losing the reflective charm it. If anything it almost made him sound like he was an "old soul" as they call it. Then he thought the better of it. He liked sitting here with the girl. "Eh if he wants to come meet me up here he can." he said with a grin.