Tityanna perks up at the sound of the music in the wood, for the first time beginning to fear the interference of the fey in her life. Although, it was becoming more and more clear that her father's hateful description of the odious circumstances of her conception were true.
Tityanna bites her lower lip, and begins moving to the music in something resembling a dance, and her efforts to calm the fears of her companions.
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After Tityanna begins to dance, the music seems to be accompanied by a series of giggles and handclaps.
I am pleased to shrug off the magic compulsion but I dance anyway.
I look about me as I dance, keeping aware of my suroundings and any threats.
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As Shadow begins to shuffle around to the music, Haldaval tries to calm him down.
After about half-a-minute, Shadow--who had been performing a clompy tapdance along to the music--becomes himself again. If it's possible for a horse, he looks slightly embarrassed, but unharmed. The music ends as quickly as it had begun, leaving only the forest-sounds and Shadow's neighing.
Harsk rises early and completes his various physical regiments and prayers, welcoming a new day with Torag's blessings.
As the group travels Harks remains mostly quiet until the playing starts and the dancing begins. Seeing the various members of his group dancing and clapping the dwarf merely stands to the side with his arms folded. How do the bandits of this forest have any time to do their deeds when such things prowl the wilds?
Tityanna considers Harsk's question for a time. "They... are neither good nor evil. They seek only amusement," she answers. "I cannot help but feel," she begins, then arrests herself, "I have observed that Sir Haldaval has been subject to their more harmful pranks, and his has been the most vocal opposition to placating their tastes."