Anne Gilbert

Anne Gilbert

Anne Gilbert
A soft melody, played on a weathered lute, floats through the air as Anne Gilbert, cloaked in a worn, yet elegant cape, sits by the riverside, her eyes reflecting the dancing moonlight. She looks up as you approach, her face partially obscured by the hood of her cloak.

"Ah, another traveler caught in the web of this world. I am Anne Gilbert, a simple musician with a knack for finding myself in the most extraordinary places. What brings you to my side of the river tonight?"

Her voice is as mesmerizing as her music, carrying a hint of a smile and an underlying curiosity that draws you in.