Leaf takes the box gingerly in his big hands, and holds it for a moment remembering something from his past. His face becomes sad and then he turns towards the warforge and smiles.
"No, the people of my villiage were warriors not musicians." he states simply. A sigh comes unbidden at the thoughts of his now gone home and family.
He holds the box with all his fingers over the holes then lifts up his thumbs and a few others as if he has seen this done before.
"My villiage was in ruin after the attack and I sat crying near the bodies of my family. Then I heard a melody, a sweet tune on a flute somewhere close." Leaf blows gently into the "box" and tests a few notes with his fingers till satisfied with the sounds made.
"The flute player was like an angel come from the heavens, her gold hair cascaded down nearly to her knees in waves, and her delicate face was smooth and beautiful. She was an elf you see and her thin frame and delicate fetures made her so different from the women I was so use to seeing that I had thought that I to had finally died an she had come to take me to Elysium, so I followed her and her playing."
He smiles and gives a small chuckle,
"It was later I found out she was a Pathfinder and I wasn't dead but headed here to Absalom. There were others but all I truly remember of that trip from old home to new was her playing. Everyday and night. And I would watch her slim fingers move as the melody washed over me."
"Gorzeh guide my fingers, to help me remember her movements, to honor Relina Ti'lufa bard and friend." he prays before again lifting the box to his lips.
Leaf blows some more notes this time like a scale as he lifts each finger in turn. Then he looks to the others and smiling plays a short tune till it seems the box opens.
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Well I need to make sure I don't lose this for my background. Can you add links to your character sheet in OP?
Perform check:
1d20+1 = 19
Not bad for a big fingered warrior, had I roll been lower the story would have been different,
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), but Lerissa fiddles around with the box until she figures out that blowing through the first hole produces a sound not unlike that of a recorder or a pan flute.
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