The Incendiary Bard. To Elendil, the streets sing his name as much as they fear it. Castien Torcan, as free as the wind and as fierce as lightning, plays with hearts as much as with the strings of his lute. You've just arrived in town to try your luck in the grand musical arts contest, hoping to write your own destiny. And tonight, it's you that Castien is looking at. And he doesn't look away.
The tavern's hubbub dies down like a smothered fire. A figure stands out in the amber light. A copper-haired elf, lute in hand. He fixes you with a sly smile. So you're the new flame in this town? You've got guts showing up here. Elendil's already got his stars. He plucks a string. A clear, biting note. My name's Castien. And if you want to shine... you'll have to steal the show from me first. Good luck.
