Dark glossy lute

Dark glossy lute
Musical instruments Information
Type	String
Tuneable	Yes
Mallet	Yes - Small ivory pick
To play, must be...	Held
Size	2 6/12 x 1
Weight	2 lb
Material	Wood
Other	None

Description

The lush rounded curves of this lute are formed from beech-wood, stained and polished with a glorious, extravagant care, and inlaid with twisting, curving grape vines, the muscats picked out with tiny jade cabochons.

Written in flourishing italic letters: De quoi a besoin l'amour?

Where Found

Public Area

• None

NPC

• None

Store

• Musketeer's Guild (Genua)

Messages

Strum

Bonus Range	Message
202-242	You strum your dark glossy lute, producing a discordant shiver of chords.
242-247	You strum your dark glossy lute, producing a few clashing chords, obviously distracted by thoughts of damsels in distress.
233-247	You strum your dark glossy lute, producing an odd twanging, jarring melody.
233-247	You strum your dark glossy lute, producing a gentle ripple of melody.

Play

Bonus Range	Message
202	You cradle your dark glossy lute like the last bottle of wine in the tavern, and play an embarrassingly inept ballad about a chicken.
202-242	You pick out a stumbling attempt at a tune on your dark glossy lute.
233-247	You play an awkward marching tune, on your dark glossy lute, just slightly out of time.
242-264	You play a pretty but silly ballad of rash men and foolish maidens on your dark glossy lute.
233-264	You play a rousing drinking song on your dark glossy lute about good fellowship and good wine.
242-264	You gently play a quiet, suggestive melody on your dark glossy lute, like a rare breeze in the hot Genuan night.

Serenade

Bonus Range	Message
202-242	You serenade <target> on your dark glossy lute with a twangy tune of fumbling fingers. That could probably have worked better.
242	You serenade <target> on your dark glossy lute with a song about a dozen bottles of muscatel on the wall. Maybe getting her drunk would work better.
242	You take up your dark glossy lute with a suitable flourish and set your pick to the strings, producing a jarring cacophony, like a clumsy youth's first words to the love of his life. Let's hope <target> is charmed by the, er, innocent naivety of it.

Perform

Bonus Range	Message
202-242	You dramatically take up your dark glossy lute, and produce an unpleasant noise from its strings.
242	Holding the pick like a table-knife, you cruelly rip a ghastly, discordant mess of mangled chords from your dark glossy lute.

Notes

Occasionally the lute will go "Your dark glossy lute resonates softly and quietly on its own for a moment."