Northstar Vale good morning, look at the sun

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For the great ocean-eyed fellow, who was his senior in every way, Goldhawk was on his very best behaviour. He knew that sometimes he could be overly chatty to many peoples' tastes, and he did adjust accordingly, but he was a great believer in the self. He was a talkative sod, there was just no escaping it.

But, again, for one he saw as a great classic among Lords, Goldhawk was doing his best. And yes, his best did involve some singing, so the pair sat and admired the scenery while the bard did his thing.

It was a smooth but lovely song, and his voice was similarly so. There was no bounce or nonsense to this ditty. He'd written it for Neverwinter.

By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie trees,
Where the sun shines bright on Neverwinter,
Where true souls and true love dances in the light,
By the bonnie, bonnie trees o' Neverwinter. ♫

The first verse lingered, and he took a sidelong glance to determine if his Lord was attentive or if he was listening with gritted teeth and folded ears.