- “Bard. Poisoning? Alibies? Scapegoats? An intriguing but not disfiguring scar? Bard, bard, bard, bard. We're expensive pets; we insist on a gilded cage. So my first piece of advice is, look to your fellow nobles, Marquis. And my second piece of advice: I bet you her disguise of last resort will be something ecclesiastical. No-one wants to punch a sister of the Chantry. But, more than that, I think we're all faithful at heart. We bards. We believe in something greater than ourselves.” ―The Wayward Bard
You are convinced that a guiding hand is behind much of Serault's recent strife. In each case a woman with red hair and nine fingers was at the root of the trouble.
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The Favor from the Wayward Bard is not consumed by Ask the Wayward Bard for his professional opinion.