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A normal day like any other in the bustling capital city of Oban in its lively solari square came cloaked in a figure, Juancho, their features shrouded by their hood. Citizens, hustlers, tourists and likely pilgrims buzzed through the area. Even in this moment of relative downtime from the typical entertainment there were plenty of folks. mid-day
Opening up a small bag tied to this hip he pulled out a wooden stool, and a case for some sort of musical instrument. Both of which were items that would seem impossible to fit in such a small bag. Taking a seat on his stool Jauncho pulled out an old wooden pipe already filled with some dried herbs. Setting it in his mouth he snapped his fingers and lit the herbs within it for his pleasure.
After Which he opened his case to take out the instrument that lay inside of it. It was an old Hurdy-Gurdy. An intricate device that at first glance clearly needed some work done on it from some neglect. Taking a moment to tune the instruments he took a deep breath, inhaling the smoke from his pipe and recounting the musical tune he wished to play. Blowing the smoke out the side of his mouth and began to turn the crank of his instrument. Despite how it appeared in disrepair it still sounded beautiful as Juancho began to play his song with it. The instrument case remained opent by his feet for any and all who would grace the lonesome street performer with their own coin.