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♫ Bardmancy Lessons ♫ [!] Brightly colored fliers would be posted around every settlement and nation. Do YOU want to become a Bardmancer? Learn from a Master today! Bardmancy is a magic for ALL! You don’t need to play an instrument to be a Bardmancer! Interested in writing, sculpting, dancing, or any other artistic endeavor? Then Bardmancy may be the magic for you! Put your creative skills to the test and bolster your artistic abilities by learning how to magically enhance your art! Need a teacher? Come to the Norlandic Branch of the Bard’s College! We have many amphitheater locations and host regular lessons. Either attend one of these lessons, find one of our teachers, or send a bird! Our Teachers: Farian Malto-Gylldene teaches Aesthetic, Movement, Sound and Word. Hosts regular lessons at The Golden Lyre, inside the city. [OOC: Sundays at 4:00pm EST] Sera Gylldene teaches Aesthetic, Movement, Sound and Word. Hosts regular lessons at The Gilded Goldfish, outside the city. [OOC: Mondays at 4:30pm EST] Io teaches Aesthetic and Movement. [Io will find you…] [!] Three mana seals adorn the bottom of the flier. When pressed, a generic human voice would read the contents of the flier aloud. Except Io's, instead providing the flier with a sparkly sheen! [OOC: Join the Bard’s College discord! https://discord.gg/wxWYXfDe ]

You're #1 of course @PestyWarlockI wouldn't be able to survive on this server without you. I can't wait to create future stories with you! @simpleglitchbrois always dependable and a great friend. I look forward to seeing all of your accomplishments in the future. @PanicZealot@Calise11@Aimy_lol@Saun_399I couldn't ask for better clanmates or family members. You make my time on LoTC worth it. @Carson@Dj_McMuffin@AngdupsilonYou're, of course, my other favorite family members and wonderful people to talk to and roleplay with. @tgrt@Hyperdron@AuJy @UniBearseThank you for being my amazing bard buddies and thank you @Nagisa02for being my favorite student and provider of art. @Elennanore@ichigomaster98You guys drive me nuts and keep me sane all at the same time. I don't know how you manage it, but it's working somehow. @Fleur___Thank you for keeping the discord in tip-top shape, your work does not go unnoticed. @Operator_BugmanYou are always so helpful and a joy to be around, more than I think you know. @VoidTermniaThank you for ferrets and Musin antics. And thank you @MangoManMinifor being you. Keep on being you, it's great. @Athoniralso deserves a special mention for creating so many great Figura models for the server. I know you will create many more amazing works of art. I think it is safe to say, based on my words above, that what I appreciate the most on this server are the wonderful people that make it worth playing.

Sera cries tears of joy. That's it. She's just happy.

Sera reads over the missive. “This seems entirely less pressing than the other news I received today.”

Clever.

THEY’RE BACK! AND THEY’RE BETTER THAN EVER!

A fellow Norlandic bard gasps upon reading the news! “What lengths will they go if even we are not safe? Attacking bards? A new low.”

These are amazing. I would sell my soul to have them in my life.

"I only hear a coward making excuses." A certain Norlandic bard scoffs as she crumbles up the letter. From her window, she unceremoniously tosses it to the Ashwood.

I need this in my life. I can't believe you made homework mandatory.

I stare back… menacingly.

That's a bit of a stretch.

No one had seen Haelera Scrivener for the past several weeks, but that would change come the 24th of the Amber Cold. As the sun rose over the fields of Haense, a horrifying sight was revealed to passersby. The ground was marred by scorch marks and ashen patches of grain. In the fields lay the body parts of the once intact women. She is drenched in blood, more blood than what would suitably belong to a human of her stature, and her form is mangled almost beyond recognition. The killer acted with surgical precision, contorting the poor woman’s corpse into a sickly symbol of an ouroboros. The skin and cloth around her wrists were burned and melted. Just above the cut of her neck were two puncture marks. Upon her lifeless eyes a severed bat's wing has been placed. Aside from her blackened wrists, her skin was unusually pale. The body parts were cold and stiff. It seemed that where she lay now was not the place she took her final breath. Aside her body tattered and burned pieces of cloth rest; a massacre of green and orange.