“Could you not procure two bedrooms?” Cyrus asked, aghast. He looked around the feeble, singular bedroom that his unfortunate companion had paid for. The last thing he wanted was to share a room with the elf.

This adventure was far from enjoyable. While he had a fond distaste for elves, mostly due to personal reasons, it seemed that his traveling companion also had a fond distaste for bards. Who could possibly dislike him — other than those whose wives he slept with — he could not say.