"Ah, what memories, ah, what joy, though I walk the night... No, no. That doesn't have the right dramatic flair. From the top."

Again, Lucien raises their violin, being careful even though the instrument has been in the wars both figuratively and literally. They play a series of soft notes that remind you of ocean waves crashing against the Sword Coast, lapping at its shores, and it has you feeling oddly soothed. Whether that's bard magic or just their talent, you're unsure.