Solace
"when i was a cub i dreamt of becoming a minstrel. i could travel and learn. witness history unfold before my eyes. sing and play in the courts of kings. see wonders that no fur has ever imagined at the corners of the earth.
The Dogs: Hath A Familiar Spirit
Married for love a plump woman from lewisburg, martha, and had a son allen who worked in the mine, like everyone in tempest seemed to - a foreman, a step above the poor boys with the pickaxes but he was down there with them, face smudged a doleful black like a minstrel
The Grinning Blade
"i am a travelling minstrel, of course," the rat chuckled, carefully shuffling the pie off onto a rock. kazik regarded him. "no. you're not." the rat glanced at him with mirth. "it was worth a try, i suppose." he tilted his head, considering.
The Legend of Zelda - Ballad of the Wind
The feathered champion thought of ignoring kass, but the minstrel had somehow lit the spark of curiosity in him.
Dreaming in the Storm
And then there were the followers of ovniran, god of the forge, clad all in armor and wearing belts of woven wire of many colors, and the minstrels and bards hailing from the halls of myro, the goddess of music, who seemed to live perpetually with a
Sticky Fingers
He caught a minstrel show, and he partook of the rhetoric calmly and thoughtfully, sparing a coin after the fact.
Abyssus Abbey 2 Chapter 7: Greed is Good
He'd heard many a minstrel sing with the accompaniment of lute or lyre, and farmer wellaway down the road had been skilled with a psaltery.
A Tail of Two
If there was one thing that elwynn, elven minstrel extraordinaire, was confident in, it was his charm and dashing good looks.
Eventide - II
Every street was filled with veritable throngs that bustled about amidst the din of performers, minstrels, and merchants crying their wares. ultimately, owen had to squeeze his way into an alley to escape the masses.
Chakkir's Rest, Chapter Three (Commission)
It was the minstrel from the feast on their first night in chakkir's rest. "good morning, master khendar," he said around a breakfast sausage on a stick. the caravan's cook must have set up his grill. "how are you doing today?"
The Shadow Stalker
I want what you gave the minstrel. she groaned, rolling her eyes almost exasperatedly. was everything in this land just out to get some tail, or was she just the lucky one because she was new and exciting? she didn't object though...
A Dance of Mud and Bubbles
There was even a zinogre minstrel amidst the train of incoming visitors idly plucking the strings of his lute, throwing aguron a disinterested side glance.