An unknown plight (Open)

[Maelstrom]

The raid was a fruitful one this time.

Maelstrom wandered on the shores of Great Bay, dropping the spoils of gold and riches in the sand to whoever wanted them. He had enough of those kinds of items already. The Zora then decided to wander around on shore a bit, but not before pulling out his bonefish guitar from the thick scale pouch on the side of his belt.

He tuned it, then started to play a random song while walking. It was just something off of the top of his head. Maelstrom had no idea where it came from. His tail swished to and fro as he walked along the beach, still lost in a world of music.

He, so lost in the world of music, had no idea that the wind was on his side, and was practically carrying the near-magical melody along, to whoever was listening.

[towersentry]

Ooc: ... buitiful writing man... made me cry... I've got a character, but I'm drawing out the sketches in my mind... If you want, I could try to make him soon, and with luck, he could get aproved and I'll have him join you... if you want.
Know what? I'll just do it now.

By the bye, I know I spelled Beautiful wrong, but I'm too lazy to go back and retype and yada-yada-yada...

[belak]

Tipiko had been roving aimlessly for the last few days, and found himself on the Great bay. Unlike yesterday, the sand was partially cool, and didn’t scorch his feet. Tipiko found himself tapping his feet to a faint melody, and unconsciously began to drift towards it. In the distance, he clearly saw another Zora strumming out the song. Tipiko began to walk along side this stranger and listen.

[Maelstrom]

He had no idea he was being followed. Being lost in music will tend to diminish area awareness. He finally noticed Tipiko, following him. He must've been attracted to the nice music. Maelstrom just made it up as he went along, he didn't expect it to be successful. Well, for one person anyway.

Instead of stopping the music to regard the other's presence, he kept walking, still strumming out notes up the wazoo. This was a hobby of his; he never expected it to attract anybody.

[belak]

Tipiko gave a fake cough, “Say, mind if I jam with you?” He pulled out his bass from his magic pouch.
Ooc: Sorry about not continuing the story right away. I won’t be able to for another 2 weeks