Patrons of the inn see the door open and... well, actually, they don't see anyone come in. They do, however, hear a loud, clear, melodious baritone voice begin to sing. The invisible source moves around the tavern, but captivates all (Perform check: 30)
I'll sing for friendship
I'll sing for my supper
I'll sing for the party
I'll sing for love
For music and song are the greatest of treasures
To soothe and relax, entertain or to woo
Ballads and epics, romances and all
The whole world over, to nourish the soul
For dukes and for peasants
For soldiers and wizards
For gnomes, orcs and hobbits
For guildsmen and kings
For ladies and courtiers
For mourners or lovers
For all of your friends
And for you I will sing!
At the final cadence, the mysterious musician becomes visible: a large brown-skinned man wearing a magnificent purple cloak takes a bow and adds, speaking this time, Greetings fellow travellers. My name is Nurlan.