<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2017-06-22 20:40:03, Relikai (uid: 59589) rolls: 1d20a10 Result: 26 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=104423)<br/>Tuning Check<br/><br/>At 2017-06-22 20:40:34, Relikai (uid: 59589) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=104424)<br/>First Play Check<br/><br/>At 2017-06-22 20:40:52, Relikai (uid: 59589) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 16 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=104425)<br/>Deafened and Blinded Check<br/></div></div><br/>The coins itself brought a slight smile to Miyuki's face. There was no shame in expressing one's need and appreciation for money, for being a charity did not really fill stomachs or buy companionship. She nodded as the steward motioned to being out a few pieces of equipment, most strikingly an instrument Miyuki has seen in the past, but not played. She made parallels in the past with it and the<em>gu zheng</em>, an Eastern string instrument working on similar concepts although the style of play was different. Her hand slowly moved to feel the polished wood of the dulcimer, nodding as she appreciated the quality and the preservation of such a piece of workmanship. The other took up the sheaf of notes as she went through the chords and key progression, putting aside the confusion to decipher the chord progression. Music follows some rules to be pleasing to the ear, and through the bard's experience, she was able to identify them in no time.<br/><br/><strong>"I'll play it."</strong>Miyuki said, nodding her confidence as she slid the two bundles of fabric onto her fingers, mainly her primary strumming fingers. She looked to Algers before she was about to play, giving him a nod before beginning her strum. At the first pick however, something was off. Her expression turning into a scowl, Miyuki twisted the handles at the head of the dulcimer, gently plucking at the strings to tune it according to her memory. Some might say Miyuki had a perfect pitch, but it was through years of practice and training for her to memorize the tunes for the many instruments in her known world.<br/><br/><strong>"Untuned."</strong>Miyuki said, before looking at the sheets once again. There she played, her eyes focused on the sheet as her ears worked to paint a picture of the music in her mind. It was difficult at first, but Miyuki was soon strumming and plucking away with the finesse of an experienced musician, following the chords as her body seemed to ease into a little dance in tandem with the music.<br/><br/>The chords came to an end, Miyuki exhaling as she cleared the test. The next task would be harder, as she placed the earplugs into her ear, and the blindfold across her eyes. This time, Miyuki focused on the song in her head, her fingers moving to create music from the tool of her performance. The song played first, according to the beat, while her fingers patiently followed, the tempo taking over as her foot tapped lightly on the floor...