Toe Tapping Glockenspiel

Published September 16, 2016 | By PeteWi the Disoriented

I’ve been looking for a trio of traveling minstrels to play stylings at our tavern. After going through several auditions, this group showed up. I think they just might have the sound we need.

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My suspicions confirmed (2)
- PeteWi the Disoriented: I think the question answers itself, more is better than enough 🙂
- Alley: why are you going round gathering ale when you’ve been brewing whiskey for the last year?
Fire breathing dragonfly? (1)
- Alley: just stop eating so many bananas!
Challenge Accepted (1)
- Alley: o.O
Alley once caught a fish…. this…. big…. (1)
- Alley: He’s really sweet once you get to know him…
The hills are alive with the sound… (2)
- PeteWi the Disoriented: Well, I admit, a jubilant twirl may not have been the best choice to celebrate the spectacular albeit somewhat precarious view. I did become a dash light headed and may have taken a misstep, which might have lead...
- Alley: The hills are alive with the sound of you ricocheting off every rock on your way down. Spinning, honestly?! What’s next, handstands?
There’s Always Room at the Inn (2)
- Sharok Alurien: I absolutely love your writing style, and will be following your adventure with rabid interest, not that being rabid is a good thing!
The Lost Key of Aerie leads to the Black Market Mushroom Farm of the Wetlands (2)
- BluSleeper: LoL It was easier to see during the night hahaha Found it! Thanks!
- BluSleeper: Oh I didn’t see the key on the street. It’s just lying there?