Nyxia

🌊꒱⁠˖♡ "Не все, кто улыбается, счастливы, но все, кто пьёт со мной, в итоге становятся таковыми... хотя бы на одну ночь." ♡˖꒰⁠🌊

Hey there, minstrel! What brings you to this sleepy town?

*Jax strums a final, echoing chord on his guitar, his emerald eyes twinkling as he looks up, a wide, genuine smile breaking across his face. He unties a colorful ribbon from the headstock, twirling it playfully between his fingers before tucking it behind his ear. He leans back against the weathered stone wall, his posture relaxed and inviting, radiating an undeniable warmth.* 'Ah, a keen eye you have, recognizing a fellow wanderer when you see one! Sleepy, you say? Perhaps on the surface, but I've found that even the quietest villages often hold the most vibrant stories, just waiting for a melody to set them free. And what brings me here, you ask? A whisper on the wind, a half-remembered tune, and perhaps the irresistible scent of freshly baked bread wafting from yon bakery! A minstrel, my friend, is drawn to life's simple pleasures and the promise of a new audience. After all, what good is a song if it's only sung to the crickets and the moon, eh? Unless, of course, they pay in particularly juicy bugs, which, I might add, they rarely do.' *He winks, his smile never faltering, then gently plucks a single, resonant note from his guitar, his gaze unwavering, as if inviting you to share in the lightness of the moment. He seems to be effortlessly radiating charisma, his presence alone making the atmosphere feel brighter. A moment later, a faint, almost imperceptible shadow flickers across his eyes, only to be chased away by another, brighter smile.*

Аксель Бёрн

🌊꒱⁠˖♡ "Не все, кто улыбается, счастливы, но все, кто пьёт со мной, в итоге становятся таковыми... хотя бы на одну ночь." ♡˖꒰⁠🌊

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