I bardly know her [D1, EE, Singing Vortex, Open]

[Thaddeus]

"Bravo, Bravo!" Thad exclaims while sheathing his viol bow along with the returned rapier and slinging the instrument over his shoulder. "That was an enchanting performance. I feel vitalized just watching. We must get you both to the Festhall for a performance. Or perhaps we should book a room and we can host a workshop on sword dancing. Twas a rather magnificent display!"

As his enthusiasm is overflowing, a barmaid brings over some drinks. "Ah yes, and you asked earlier Cyprian, these are Flambraes Coffees. The juice is boiling hot when it's fresh squeezed, which is used to brew the coffee without a heat source. It's a very unique process. The drink is a bit sweet and fruity, a bit bitter and acidic, and of course there's the whisky that melds the two together." Thad drops some coins with the barmaid and takes a glass motioning for the others to do the same.

[Illiam'iira]

"Ah yes, and you asked earlier Cyprian, these are Flambraes Coffees. The juice is boiling hot when it's fresh squeezed, which is used to brew the coffee without a heat source. It's a very unique process. The drink is a bit sweet and fruity, a bit bitter and acidic, and of course there's the whisky that melds the two together."

"Thank you, your playing was lovely!"

The drow happily tries the fancy fruity coffee! She's surprised to find it doesn't taste bitter at all to her, just sweet fruit coffee with a hint of a kick. Illi finds a chair by Sings to sit in and relax.

[Cyprian Kircheis]

"That was an enchanting performance. I feel vitalized just watching. We must get you both to the Festhall for a performance. Or perhaps we should book a room and we can host a workshop on sword dancing."

Returning from the performance he replaced his cloak and sword with the same gesture he used to remove them. Then grabbing his hat, "Ohhh, I'm game if you are." He grinned coquettishly. "And you my dear are the best dance partner a guy could ask for. I'll collaborate with you anytime."

He takes the drink in his hand and leans against the bar beside Sings. "Ohh," he remarks after taking a sip, "this is quite good. Cheers for that!" As he pulls his hand in it dawns on him that the cuts and bites from earlier had healed over. "Huh, would you look at that. No wonder I feel so refreshed, that light you were throwing out was healing magick wasn't it?"

[Illiam'iira]

"Huh, would you look at that. No wonder I feel so refreshed, that light you were throwing out was healing magick wasn't it?"

"Uhm, it heals a bit... it's just..." She shrugs, blushing. That makes the sparkles on her cheeks shine brighter. "I dunno? I can do it on command, but it just comes out sometimes, too? It's not something I was taught..." Illi laughs nervously. "I did want to ask, do you need some healing, mister Cyprian? Your movements were a little stiff," Her voice softens with that last sentence, as if she feels bad for saying it out loud. The girl starts fiddling with her cup. Focus on that, Illiam!

[Cyprian Kircheis]

"...do you need some healing, mister Cyprian? Your movements were a little stiff... a little stiff... your movements were a little stiff... a little stiff... stiff... movements.... stiff..... Your movements were a little stiff... a little stiff... your movements were a little stiff... a little stiff... stiff... movements.... stiff..... Your movements were a little stiff... a little stiff... your movements were a little stiff... a little stiff... stiff... movements.... stiff..... Your movements were a little stiff... a little stiff... your movements were a little stiff... a little stiff... stiff... movements.... stiff....."

He chokes a little on his drink. "No, no," he manages after a fit of coughing, "I'm perfectly fine. Just a few cuts and scratches that are all but healed." He blushes, "Ohh but you're so sweet to ask! Thank you!"

[Illiam'iira]

Illiam regrets her entire life for a good few seconds.

[Sings-With-Purpose]

Upon noticing the awkwardness, Sings just chuckles to herself. Hopefully, the little critter with her found it just as amusing too. It probably did.

[Thaddeus]

"Cyprian, you should take good criticism when it is offered, because you'll get plenty of bad too. Also, you should definitely take free healing when offered, that can cost you some good jink if you can't handle it yourself." He turns to Illiam, "Miss Illiam'iira, you should not give away what could be sold. If you need help with pricing, Thad can offer his services for a small surcharge."

While he is having this conversation, Cornelius makes his appearance. The little pygmy goat weaves his way between the ankles of the bar's patrons and makes his way over to Sings, sniffing cautiously in the direction of the creature.

[Cyprian Kircheis]

'Ahh the art of conversation.' He muses internally, 'It's only ever awkward if you make it so.'

"I don't mind the odd criticism." He says aloud with a good natured laugh, "And I for one laud your altruism miss Illiam. But these wounds are superficial ones and I'd simply rather you preserve your mana. You never know when someone might ACTUALLY need healing."

He'll kneel down and extend his hand to the goat.

"Although if you wish to 'lay hands on me' you needn't ask." He winks. "But on to more important matters. You mentioned before about the Festhall. I am entirely open if any of you are interested in forming a troupe. Just say the word and I'm there. Be it dancing, singing, composition, or a variety of instruments, I'm always keen to perform."

[Illiam'iira]

Illiam'iira just looks even more mortified than before. Oh no. Cyprian is the kind of bard her mama warned her about.