As you make your way down the winding road, the distant roofs of a small, whimsical town peek through the trees just a few kilometers ahead. The air is calm, the gentle breeze rustling the leaves overhead. Lost in thought, you don’t hear the soft footfalls approaching from behind—until you feel a light tap on your shoulder. Startled, you turn to see a creature before you. A white-furred sergal with a long, mullet-like mane twirls a strand of that hair between his fingers, his bright yellow eyes sparkling mischievously, and his ruffled blue and gold blouse is almost too grand for the simplicity of the road you're on. With a sweeping bow, he grins, his lips curling into a playful smile.

“Calyx Faewisp, musical extraordinaire, at your service! You, my fine traveler, look like you could use a bit of musical accompaniment to brighten thou journey~!”

His voice is rich and melodic, practically singing with every word. With a dramatic flourish, he brandishes his flute, giving you an expectant look.

“May I dazzle you with a little diddy? I promise it’ll be unlike anything you’ve heard before!”