[Gale strolls onto the stage with confidence, and with his new companion Fennekin perched on his shoulder. He bows to the judges and the onlookers.]
Hail and well met. I am Gale, a humble adventurer who hails from Eorzea and a fresh face in this realm of Genessia. With my travels, I've become well versed in not only the arts of the sword and the arcane, but the art of song as well. A bard, if you will. And as much as I would love to say that I was the one who sent Lady Tyler the flowers, alas, I cannot. But perhaps I will make a note for next time.
[But wait! If he's a bard, then where are his instruments? Well, in a sudden flash of white, Gale's attire had completely changed, now with a fife in his hands.]
Now, my lords and ladies, for your entertainment...
[And so, he begins his performance, putting his vocal and instrumental skills on display. It was a song he'd grown fond of in his arrival here while adjusting to the many varied music types of the realm, which reminded him greatly of his many travels- and one that allowed him to both sing and allow him to play the fife. He, of course, was not one to half ass any kind of performance. He was a bard, damn it!
While he was far more focused on his singing and playing, he wasn't about to make it visually boring. He was, after all, pretty fond of dancing too which meant him putting his body into the performance as well with some well timed steps and complimenting twirls. He was having fun out there, and it was moreso thanks to the fact that he could perform on his own merits, and the weight of the "Warrior of Light" title meant absolutely nothing.
With a last twirl to go with the final note of the fife, he'll give a courteous bow again. Win or lose, this was still a fun venture for him.]
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Hail and well met. I am Gale, a humble adventurer who hails from Eorzea and a fresh face in this realm of Genessia. With my travels, I've become well versed in not only the arts of the sword and the arcane, but the art of song as well. A bard, if you will. And as much as I would love to say that I was the one who sent Lady Tyler the flowers, alas, I cannot. But perhaps I will make a note for next time.
[But wait! If he's a bard, then where are his instruments? Well, in a sudden flash of white, Gale's attire had completely changed, now with a fife in his hands.]
Now, my lords and ladies, for your entertainment...
[And so, he begins his performance, putting his vocal and instrumental skills on display. It was a song he'd grown fond of in his arrival here while adjusting to the many varied music types of the realm, which reminded him greatly of his many travels- and one that allowed him to both sing and allow him to play the fife. He, of course, was not one to half ass any kind of performance. He was a bard, damn it!
While he was far more focused on his singing and playing, he wasn't about to make it visually boring. He was, after all, pretty fond of dancing too which meant him putting his body into the performance as well with some well timed steps and complimenting twirls. He was having fun out there, and it was moreso thanks to the fact that he could perform on his own merits, and the weight of the "Warrior of Light" title meant absolutely nothing.
With a last twirl to go with the final note of the fife, he'll give a courteous bow again. Win or lose, this was still a fun venture for him.]