Ic - that bitter old king

[TriciaOso]

AC: 16 HP: 28/28 Ki: 5/5
PP: 16 PInv: 11 PIns: 16

Bijou laughs and shakes her head. "I've never done anything else. My mother was an entertainer and I grew up on the road with her. She's settled down now--runs an inn," she says, glancing sidelong at Ganiz. "I was of age so I just...kept going."

"They call it the Beauty Way, you ever heard that? It's not any particular route, just the road where the audiences take you. You can leave it or find it, or get lost on it."

She slips into a melancholy travelling song smooth and easy, almost without thinking.

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Living on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
And now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath as hard as kerosene

Weren't your mama's only child
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams