@breakdcwn - Jeff
As the bard sat down beside Jeff on the worn camp log, a wide smile was already plastered on his face. In his hands he holds a piece of paper, softly his fingers drum quietly on it.
“I heard you write poems yes? I was wondering if you could share out works together? I’m not quite wondrous yet; but perhaps with a little aid… I will get better… I’ve one a little something but… don’t know if I like it or not..”














