At low levels, Animate Rope could save a bard's life. At higher levels, it became an art form for play.
The professor who specialized in teaching rope tricks offered a regular course on wilderness survival. But countless Archmages wanted to take his special private lessons. A single lesson reportedly cost two thousand gold pieces, and even at that price, places were impossible to get.
The bard was also a welcome guest at courts across the Northlands, beloved by nobles and royalty alike.
Hill could understand why he knew a few people in Alustriel's beautiful palace.
Lynn saw Hill's knowing smile and hurriedly rose to say goodbye.
Hill could tell that his friend wanted him to know where the information had come from, but not why he had a friend there.
There was clearly a good story behind it. One that could probably keep Hill laughing for days.
After a moment's thought, Hill decided to let Lynn off for now and stop asking questions.
After all, Lynn had read Hill's Biography and had never said a word about it to his face.
More importantly, nothing stayed secret forever in Toril.
Hill would find out sooner or later. He was in no hurry.
When it came to his friends, he had plenty of patience.
Hill looked up at the flock of White-throated Birds outside the window. They were chirping away, perhaps discussing Lynn's assignment.
These adorable birds had once been little more than a backup means for bards to send private messages. Few people raised them.
Training them to recognize routes and remember which scent belonged to which person took a great deal of effort.
Lynn had only started raising two nests after arriving in Aglaia City. Fortunately, these social birds taught their own young, and with ample food, their families grew