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10/21/1004

The citizens of Freehold and of Glendale have been treated to a lighter side: A
slightly kooky man of portly-size has been wandering about, singing songs about
Fae, the Dark One and an axe made of blood. He takes the food given, but he
refuses any sort of roof over his head, favoring the cold conditions as of
late. He has an air of nobility about him, however, and so the people still
treat him as a 'nice (if not crazy) bard'.

The favorite songs seem to be about carpenters and kings with ships and shoes,
and another humdinger about '101 ways to Cook a Changeling Child'.
Created by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee at 03-27-08 11:36 PM
Last Modified by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee at 03-27-08 11:36 PM