Voice;

[pocketfulof]

I know some of you have experience with this, and I need some advice...

[Will sounds...tired. Worn down and ready to sleep for a hundred years.]

What do you do when someone's left you something for when they...go home? My dad--he's gone. He left his place and I guess he had some royalties or something.

I guess I keep hoping he'll be back like he was before. And I'm not sure what to really do with any of this. If anyone knew my dad--Apollo...Lester Papadopoulos, I'm going to let friends come by his place. I'm not going to keep everything and some of his stuff might mean something more to you.

♪ video;

[borntobebard]

[ Having gained some confidence with this fancy tech over the week, Jaskier’s content enough to finally present his baby face to his adoring public, casual in his old school medieval shirt, unlaced to show part of his chest like the total hunk he believes himself to be. He begins with a soft throat clear, his voice carrying like a theatre performer, each word animated. ]

Greetings citizens of Maurtia Falls and beyond! It is I, Jaskier, your beloved bard, here to fill your undoubtedly mundane and murky lives with my brilliant light!

[ A perfect way to introduce himself is to neg everyone listening, right? ]

I seek heroes!

Yes, yes, each and every one of us has been granted such a title, but I require only the best, only the truly worthy among you to share my blessed company. In return, I promise authentic retellings of your adventures to all those that would listen. Stories to make a man weep, songs to get the crowds rejoicing, and poems so passionate that maidens will be lifting their petticoats at the mere mention of your name.

I will consider each applicant in a timely and fair manner, although a drink and some coin as cajolery wouldn’t go amiss.

[ A pause before he quickly admits: ] Bribes. I take bribes.

Thank you, and good day!