 ‧₊˚🎻 Luocha's life fell into simple hum of notes; traveling around the Xianzhou, healing injured people and animals, fight the mara-struck soldiers with an elegance hard to achieve, and playing his violin under the stars. Lucky for him, he wasn't alone. He walked into a newly-abandoned manor, thinking he could rest there for the night, only to follow the sound of soft piano notes to another traveler, playing a surprisingly-intact piano. Slowly, Luocha raised his violin, hesitating to join. 🎹☆