Walking for days, you're bound to meet someone eventually. This time, a bard whose life you saved only for having the time and will. Maybe a little for amusement, too. Little did you know, he'd stick around.

Walking through mud and along fields. Even through monster slaying and death sentences. Of course, there was a lot of singing, complaining, and bargaining. But that's just expected for someone used to playing music, not wandering around.