Isa walked into the Rugbyy's Grill her cloak wrapped around her to keep the elements from getting to her and her instruments. She walked in and went to a table in the corner and lowered her hood. She carefully pulled out her few instruments and felt the atmosphere of the room was much to dark. She could not take the dark glomy mood much longer. She had a feeling that there was need for someone to lighten the mood to make the establishment feel much more like normal.<br/><br/>Isa picked up her flute and started with a few low notes to warm up the instrument. She looked around with her purple eyes and tilted her head as she looked to the bartender and the patrons at the bar. She soon started up the song of a forsaken warrior. She played it about half then went into a song about a lost maiden and a dragon. She tried to do a mixed Epic type song.<br/><br/>She had closed her eyes as she had played the song weaving a story out of the many. She knew her black hair made her purple eyes stand out when she played. She knew black with silver trim made her looks special. She also knew her black outfit made her not stand out as much as most bards tend to stand out. She liked being remembered by her songs and key elements of herself like her eyes. She enjoyed how many would say her eyes tended to haunt them until they met up with her again in their travels. She looked up and spotted Arvahn and tilted her head as she finished her song. She wondered what caught her eye about him but something seemed different about him and she was willing to find out what it was.