*Walking around town proper Ludvic yells.* "Barley!" *He walks around her tent and looks across the field.*
Dasha comes out to town from the tavern, "Vhy you be shouting for my Minotaur?" She inquires.
"Because she's a Bard. I need to write a poem!"
*Watches from where he sits at Leon's tent*
*He shrugs.* I'll do it myself. *He pulls out his book and quill. Finds a nice tree and sits in thought.*