Rym spots the harp case and smiles. "Ah, I see another musician has come to the Inn." He waves to the stranger to get his attention.
"I couldn't help but notice your harp. I thought we might play a tune later this evening, if you're up for it." He produces his musical pipe from the folds of his cloak.
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