NumbTongue

*NumbTongue leaned against a wall outside the Wandering Inn, playing his guitar with nimble fingers. He was avoiding the crowd inside, mostly Gnolls and Drakes with a few humans, because he was a hobgoblin. He didn't appreciate the staring that usually occurred, despite people here knowing him. He was a Redfang goblin, but the last of his kind that lived at the Inn with Erin Solstice. He thought about his dead brothers as he strummed a soft and sweetly sad tune*