~Year 994
Strange rumours of High King Turace Valder's death begin spreading across the royal city.
-The Royal Archives, History of Vallarta.
The melody of Lord Rina's tune rang out through the quiet desert, leaving the party in complete awe, however Turace found himself completely besotted.
Turace found himself wondering how one single man could be so unbearably enchanting that every single thing he did had everyone around him humbled to even breath the same air that he did.
Lord Rina's tune was what Turace could only describe as graceful, with mellow, almost whispering pitches that flowed out in a light airy manner.
And then it came down to an even lower overtone that created a melancholic ambience,
There was just something about the melody that tugged at the heartstrings yet one could not precisely point out why,
