A Bard's Trials, Day 6

The day starts as usual with some music.  Sadly, Riverwood is filled with slow, poor peasants.  At least Leiros is making a name for himself.

However, the name is 'fop with a lute.'  Accurate, though.

While Leiros is playing, he is actually thinking over this whole love triangle with Sven and Faendal and that snotty bitch Camilla.  She's a stuck up shopkeeper who can't forget that she's of Imperial birth.  Leiros can't stand her, and frankly, he thinks Sven could do much better for himself.  Still, he's never met this Faendal person and didn't even know there was another Bosmer in Riverwood.  Local gossip says he's been working at the mill, and no one knew why he had stayed on so long.  The old leatherworking biddy says that Faendal goes out hunting in the morning, then works at the mill for a few hours.
Hunting?
Leiros runs over to the mill, and spies an elf with a bow.
Sven would never be happy with Camellia anyway, Leiros realizes.  It would take someone like this archer to keep Camilla in line.  And the first step to that, is taking Faendal on a few adventures so that Camilla realizes what she's missing when Faendal isn't there fawning on her every Imperial word.  Also, so that she can see Faendal's true potential.
More importantly, an adventuring party of two bards would be a sad and pathetic thing.

You idiot.  She's just a girl.

However, Leiros realizes it will take a little effort to convince Faendal to kill things for him - that is, join Leiros in his adventures.

Sure.  Great idea.  She'll never see through that.  No, really, she won't.  She's not smart.

However, arranging his future marriage might work.  Leiros takes the note, and dutifully trots over to the Riverwood Trader to see Camilla and her long-suffering brother Lucan.

Yeah, you tell her Lucan!  Wise man.

Before handing it over, Leiros realizes he should check to make sure that this letter will actually work.  Or maybe Leiros just likes reading other people's mail.

Oh, Sven, you sweet talker, you.

*tbc*