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[Hear that? It's definitely a piano, tinkering out a low melody. The tune is rather sad; soft and even, for the most part, at least until the player's fingers fumble and repeat the chords over again.
Follow the song into a spare room, and one will find an Allen wrapped in a disheveled red cloak and sitting in front of an upright piano. There is a bottle of whiskey sitting on the bench next to him, not quite halfway empty.
Feel free to poke the rather drunk piano player?]
[[Info in journal :)]]
Follow the song into a spare room, and one will find an Allen wrapped in a disheveled red cloak and sitting in front of an upright piano. There is a bottle of whiskey sitting on the bench next to him, not quite halfway empty.
Feel free to poke the rather drunk piano player?]
[[Info in journal :)]]