ooc: Tanner didn't get the +2 vs. fear effects from his Bardic Music yet? Oh well...

bic: Singing about dragon-slaying is very different from staring one in the eyes, Tanner realizes as the Black Dragon turns its fearful gaze on him. Remembering tales of Acid and horrible death, Tanner's courage fails him, his throat constricts, and before he knows it he's stopped singing and started running...
A tall, gangly human youth looks at you, his questioning green eyes filled with the energy and enthusiasm of youth. Clad in a fine chain shirt with a buckler emblazoned with crossed lute and sword, he wears an Elven rapier at his side and a rustic lute over his shoulder.