Haunted Wood All eyes were upon the Taggerung

There was nothing quite so important as a round of applause for an entertainer. 

The Taggerung could scarcely refrain from beaming widely at Shikoba. She had offered him both a show of her appreciation as well as a portion of her fish. Jolly good, he thought and bent to begin eating. 

Shikoba, the Taggerung started, licking his chops to catch the remnants of fish upon them, does Moonglow accept visitors, do you know? 

For the Taggerung wanted to see her home, only just so that he could understand how fitting his song may have been. He also wished to know what type of land had enchanted Shikoba in such a way. 

The world was new to him, but he was a bard who was dedicated to his craft.