Epilogue
Nightal 15 1368 DR, Year of the Banner
In the middle of the final month during the Year of the Banner, the Harpers held their annual ball at Twilight Hall. The ball room inside of Twilight Hall was filled with crystalline tables and chairs. The ceiling depicted the illusion of snowflakes falling from the sky and the white walls and floor made the entire room glow.
Up on a small podium, a Master Harper named Cylyria Dragonbreast presented the twenty newest members of the Harpers, with beautifully decorated gold pins shaped like harps. The gold pins all let out a musical cry as they were placed in the hands of their new owners.
"How come we didn't get pins like those?" Rouric Balderk asked as he, Storm Silverhand, and Bowie Butterball all stood up and clapped for the newest additions to the Harpers Organization. Erilett sat on top of the table, looking at the newest members of the Harpers.
Four of the new Harpers, who were dressed up in silk shirts and breeches, (except for Virgo, who wore a beautiful dress) looked directly at Bowie, with smiles all over their faces.
"You should be proud," Storm whispered in the halfling's ear. Bowie stared at her for a moment, then looked around the room. He was surprised to see Queen Filfaeril and Sawyer's mother Jessica Jander, sitting at a table with Myrmeen Lhal and Dove Falconhand.
"When did Lady Jessica and Queen Filfaeril join the Harpers?" Bowie asked Storm.
Storm Silverhand glanced at the table and shrugged. "I'm not sure. They must have been given pins by Dove to let them in."
After a quick speech from Lady Dragonbreast, the music began playing, and many of the young men and women rose from their seats and walked to the dance floor.
After Rouric left the table to go dance with a beautiful dwarf maiden named Melinda Artisminer, Storm took Bowie's hand and led him out of the ball room. They walked down a small hallway and went into a small room.
"Storm, is everything all right?" Bowie asked as he looked around the room, seeing many portraits of past Harpers. "What are we doing here?"
Storm Silverhand smiled and presented Bowie with a large blue leather bound book. On the front of the book were the words: Diary of the Orchid.
"Bowie, this belonged to your mother Shayna," explained Storm. "Some of the Harpers wouldn't be too thrilled if they knew that I gave you this, but I think you should have it."
Bowie flipped through the pages. "Why would they want to keep something that belonged to my mother?"
Storm shook her head. "Some Harpers believed that the book held secrets of the Zhentarim, but all that is, is a journal your mother wrote in. It dates back from her days of Calimport, to the day you were born. There is something else that belongs to you that I've want to give you, but I can not. You will have to wait until the time comes."
"I understand and thank you," Bowie said as he tucked the book in his magical bag. "We best be off now. There are some young Harpers that I want to congratulate."
For those who harp I salute ye.