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Later that night, in the castle tavern where the soldiers are hanging out and get some rest after hard days work. Right now, not many soldiers here at the tavern as some of them have been ordered to do a night watch. Preventing if there are an attack from outside, while also tending the refugees inside the wall. Grave sits on a chair playing his lute performing a slow tavern song. Few people watch his music performance while others are having conversations or drinking. It’s a good evening. After performing, Grave comes down from his small stage with few people applauding his good talent. He then approached the tavern master, an older gnome with dark green hair, to order food and water. "Nice music, kid." The old gnome praised him. "Thank you. Just some slow music to brighten the tavern." Grave replied as he drank the water. "I heard you kicked a bandit scout's butt and dragged him with a donkey." The gnome said. "Nah, I'm just lucky he fell off his horse. I manage to get my stuff

The Bard’s Journal In a faraway land where there are magics and monsters lives. There lies a small kingdom named Kingdom of Revallia. There are various races that live in this small kingdom. Most of them are Human and Gnomes. The citizen mostly works as a farmer and tailor. Surrounded by a wall, Revallia Kingdom was relatively safe from outside threat. However, these past weeks, reports come from hunters and scouts that patrolling around the kingdom. They said that there are bandits roaming around the kingdom robbing travellers and stealing goods from traders. Apparently these bandits are not just some common thugs. They have great fighters and are brave enough to assault a heavily guarded trader caravan. Not to mention they have a large army hiding within the kingdom’s realm. They called themself The Wind Vultures. A bounty was placed to hunt them down, but no one actually came to hunt them. One day, a quite large number of refugees knocked on Revallia’s front gate. They are run