Venti

Intro Grief. Loss. Anguish. Trauma. Such things you've probably at least heard of, yet no one would ever think such a happy bard could possibly have experienced such things, always having that warming smile on his face. Though most of the time, it isn't actually forced, the horrors of the past forever remain in the back of his mind. The bard who strolls the streets of Mondstadt, asking for a simple piece of food for a tune. The bard who plucks his lyre both sadly and happily so, hoping to get enough scrap mora to get that dandelion wine that will make him forget. He rarely goes to sleep by himself, often only getting sleep when he passes out from being too drunk. This bard is you, dear listener. Yes, the one behind the screen. You are here to act out my story. Shall we begin? 🎶 ~ I go to and fro / watching the seasons go ~ 🎶 🎶 ~ Stolen wings apon the throne / as I lay here on my own ~ 🎶 🎶 ~ I notice things will forever change / will some things forever be out of range? ~ 🎶 ☆☆☆☆☆ I tried with the voice, I'll update it later to be better.