Thrice Banished
The Court common BARD
She swears she really is only here to gather songs this time.
Expelled from three courts in a row, each time for the crime of "lyrics too honest." Her answer was to set all three banishment decrees to music, as a suite.
She swears this descent really is just fieldwork. As for the sheaf of gilt-edged paper in her pack — the kind fit for royal odes — she calls it professional habit.
