Big Salmon Lake They're out of order in war

Alaric adored children of all ages. There was just something awesome about how their eyes lit up when they learned something new or when something fascinated them.

Alaric immediately knew he wasn't alone, but the other didn't seem to mind. And besides this was his bread and butter after all. He was a bard, a story teller, a healer and the majority of his pay days came from audiences. Though this was a free showing of course.

An impish grin curled his lips as he turned. Oy one too many and yourself? Are you swayed?

he teased quietly.