Razor walked through the town in plain sight it didn't matter who saw him first of all no one had heard of a new follower joining Fatalis and Razor had never been seen by anyone outside of the followers. Razor continued walking he had changed from his powerful armor to simple clothes of a traveling Bard, A simple white silk shirt brown pants a common sword hung at his left hip but even this blade would be a deadly weapon in the hands of the young man. Razor of course had his flute it looked nothing special a simple bard flute the power of the beast master was his own talent.
Razor entered a small tavern walking across the wooden floors, The air reeked of booze, overly cooked food and of course unwashed men, Still this was not a problem for the young man who had grown up in a town just like this. Razor sat down of course he was going by the name Balin so no one could recognize his real name later on. Balin A.K.A Razor, Sat on a stool pressing the flute to his lips he begin playing a melody one that spoke of deep secrets, prosperous days and memories of the ancient. Balin looked over the masses he could easily change the flute song to call forth some really bad beasts but that time was not at hand just yet no not yet.
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