Neverwinter Forest debris and time

Proud though he was, and suited to the dignity with which he held himself, Goldhawk wasn't proud in the sense that he had to be taken seriously at all times. For he was a bard, cheery and true, and laughter was sweet. He smiled gladly at Astra's reaction, and as they began to walk he took up her request with pleasure.

Oooh ♫ he began in his charming voice, his tone for the song being jolly not sombre.

There once was a hero named Goldhawk the Brave,
who smites every villain and vermin and knave,
and the young wolf did swagger and brandish his claws,
with a head full of boasts and the world at his paws... ♫

There was the smallest of musical pauses here as he established Astra's reaction to the first verse.