It started at the Coin Toss inn in Yartar. Over several nights performing with party members, Dustin began experimenting — layering Minor Illusion over his flute playing, conjuring sounds that didn't exist: a driving beat, a rumbling bass line, the crash of drums that no bard had ever struck — not the magical kind, but something rawer, something elemental. The Dao's earth magic gave it power. The cantrip gave it shape.
The folk ballads of old were reborn as celtic metal punk anthems. I Could Walk on Waterdeep became his signature, performed in increasingly powerful versions. Glamour of the Night fused bard enchantment with raw energy. Even The Ballad of Kürbis Kohl got a thundering rock remake — because a goliath barbarian deserves nothing less.
No one in Faerûn had ever heard anything like it. And with Prestidigitation and Thaumaturgy starting to shape the experience, the show was only getting started.