-=-=-= Day 6, Common Room =-=-=-
Bran arrive in the Winged Flute half an hour before the start of the Perform contest. Bran has slowly wandered to the Inn and have met with a friend during the way. He talked a lot and so he arrive here later then he had expected.
He finds a place at a table. It is farther in the back, but at leats, he is sitting and drinking. Gnomes are sitting at his table, but he recognize none of them. They are cheering and talking among them. They are speaking into a language Bran doesn't understand, most probably gnomish.
The contest starts and Bran looks at teh first performer, who do acrobaties and juggling. The second is a musician. He first do a joyous song with some rythm that people in teh crowd follow cheerly. His second song it one sad. The crowd react to the song by becoming more silent. It's just as someone has put a cold winter in the place. As the music finish, the public takes time to react, everyone seems to have been absorbed by the music, but whe one start to clap his hand, the others follows.
One of the gnome seems to not like that much and stands up. The others are following his companion, leaving you alone at the table. The crowd starts to return to normal and chat loudly waiting for teh next performer and Bran make a sign to the barmaid to get a new mug of ale, having finish his own, but the barmaid seen too occupied to spot him.
"Maybe I can help you." whipsers a voice at his ear. Bran knows well this voice, and the suave tone trouble his heart. Bran turns to Lysianna. She is as beautifull as usual, with her long golden hair over her shoulder. Her red lips smile at Bran and her deep blue eyes are fixing him, awaiting his answer. "May I sit here?"
