Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170908205632/@comment-24736819-20170916054229

(Don't know.)

Carden sighed, seeing what followed next. Even if he knew exactly what was coming, it didn't meant he was happy about it.

He had no choice but to use his powers to try and end the battle without further losses from the breton's side, so naturally he positioned his lute over his chest and begun to play a slow tempo melody. The music seemed to travel all around the battlefield and the fighters of both sides could hear it as if it was being played beside them in a intimate session, it was dazzling and somehow inebriating.

The bard, not wishing to exagerate on his father's gift to him, chose a rather simple plague to befall upon his enemies and as soon as his mouth opened and the singing started there would be nothing that the orcs could to to fight it.