09-19-2017, 02:33 AM
Gilley sighs. It would seem that the bard isn't about to give up, and Gilley's heart is heavily burdened. Reluctantly, he pulls a chair over and sits on it backwards, resting his arms on the back of it.
"I..." He tries to begin. "I have always felt a... calling. A need. For something that human society can't give me... I tried to find it, alone in the forests. I was so obsessed with finding it that I lost what was most precious to me."
He shakes his head. "I guess I felt it again, when you... changed."
"I..." He tries to begin. "I have always felt a... calling. A need. For something that human society can't give me... I tried to find it, alone in the forests. I was so obsessed with finding it that I lost what was most precious to me."
He shakes his head. "I guess I felt it again, when you... changed."
