Thereās nothing quite like a bard in a tavern, strumming his medieval proto-guitar of choice (here a mandolin, there a lute, sometimes a harp) and humming dulcet tones.
Then thereās this bard. Heās a little more 21st century than those other minstrels and troubadours. As he says: āYou see, I bear some rare amazing information / and you look like someone whoās used to strange situations.ā Because heās the rapping bard. And his Skyrim-wide rhymes are funnier than they have any business being.
