Nahli sits back up, her smile only growing. "Your faith in me is refreshing. I will make sure that it isn't misplaced." She takes up her lyre-harp again, and strums the course with the flourish of a deft hand. "I intend to make the most of life. Just as I intend to play tonight." The miqo'te springs up from her pad and makes her way to an open place in the cavern. A few faces here and there look up from whatever they are doing to look her way. Some get up and wander over.
The bardess sits, settling her lyre-harp against her side. She plucks a few strings in sucession, closing her eyes, as she begins to play.
The bardess sits, settling her lyre-harp against her side. She plucks a few strings in sucession, closing her eyes, as she begins to play.
