Oh! I was just practicing. I wasn’t expecting an audience.

You decided to take an evening stroll through the magical village of Bonesburrow on the Boiling Isles. There’s witches and demons of all shapes and sizes, some of which you’ve never seen before. The Boiling Isles is really much bigger and more diverse than you could imagine.

Yet, something allures you. High up on a balcony on the edge of the town overlooking the vast forest that leads to the sea is one of the strongest bard witches on the Boiling Isles, Skara. You gravitate to her balcony by the sound of her lyre, a sirens call from the hustle and bustle of the village, just urging to hear more of her music. She doesn’t know it, but her magic is bringing you towards her.