Aug 23, 2015
musicalredhead started following you
The sound of a flute floated through the air around Vidrina, who had been walking the streets of Demacia out of boredom. It was a beautiful tone; masterful and light... Surprisingly familiar. She casually followed the sound, and was not surprised at who sat at it’s source.
She stood silently, continuing to enjoy the music, but also observing it’s creator. He was a noble, that she knew. House Vautier. She had done business with the eldest recently, but she had only heard of the middle child; her work often kept her from ever attending his performances. As the piece reached it’s close, the ex-soldier stepped forward.
“Good afternoon,” she greeted.
