Aoric

I am the Chanter of Spirits and you can see my anecdotes in an online Spine Castle campaign hosted on Cannonfire.com My other namesake on most boards is Argon though for some reason I could not maintain my original namesake. So instead I will be the womanizing bard whom speaks for the dead.

Aoric my other namesake that is, came about his role in life after hearing of tales of Caswil Gastigil a young merchant who died never realizing his full potential. One fateful night the enticing tones of a wind instrument filled the air Caswil reached from beyond the grave and found a kindred soul. Aoric now carries Caswils flute and can speak to the dead and recently departed when he plays Caswils ascending climb on his flute. He often recites one of Caswil poems which seems to pluck the hearts strings of many women and artists as well. The poem is known as Rosewoods Voice and it goes as follows. "Of supple wood, of rosy glow.Mistress of wind, my heart endures.Your lips to mine, and mine to yours.The toils of man, are made undone.When your voice is heard, divine I become.Now you are gone, forever lost.My heart is nothing, in angst, in pain.Without you I wither, each day."