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It had been a while since Skwisgaar had come to the bar, but that was because he'd finally been busy enough back home that he hadn't gotten bored and needed to come to the bar.
In any case, he'd taken over one of the chairs near the fire, fingers moving near-ceaselessly working on first one song, then another, never going through anything completely and bouncing back and forth between a good twelve or fourteen songs.
He had Pompeii with him, the dragon perched on the back of his chair with the princess doll, chirping away at her and waiting.
In any case, he'd taken over one of the chairs near the fire, fingers moving near-ceaselessly working on first one song, then another, never going through anything completely and bouncing back and forth between a good twelve or fourteen songs.
He had Pompeii with him, the dragon perched on the back of his chair with the princess doll, chirping away at her and waiting.