Let me tell you of a bard I once heard sing. The voice had a strength and depth that no magic in the world could recreate. I felt the desire to steal them away and keep them for myself, but I knew the world needed them more. And so I became their patron.
https://peakd.com/flashfiction/@internutter/challenge-04840-m091-fey-touched -- Anon Guest
Legends tell of a Bard who can charm savage beasts with the sound of hir voice. One who can make music to forge peace using the weapons of soldiers and archers. And one who, for reasons known only to that Bard, sought out a Faerie ring.
Hir name was Haness, and in the times when Faekindred in the mortal realm kept some Humans captive, ze was not merely a Bard.
Haness had made a deal with a Faerie, and thus was also a Warlock. The first known to do so. Haness was fortunate that ze had won the favour of a Seelie Fae. That would be... me. You may know me as Betel, and for a time, Haness was my dear, beloved pet.
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