Redhand doesn't appear to be present this night, though Shoon is no longer looking for her...his gaze is locked onto the bard playing the upbeat tune on his songhorn. The man's fingers fly over the flute-like instrument, but Shoon hardly hears the music, focused as he is on the bard's appearance.
The bard is a handsome man, with fine, features and glittering green eyes. He is slender and athletic, of average height, and well dressed; from his silk cloak to his lustrously polished high leather boots, Shoon can tell the man has a significant amount of money invested in his wardrobe. The neck of a lute or mandolin protrudes from over the man's back, and a longsword is strapped to his waist.
The bard looks familiar, but could it really be the same man? Wasn't his hair a darker color? Shoon's memory isn't exactly cooperating as well as it should be.
