Imagine my surprise when I learned that a bard involving “spirits” was about actual spirits rather than about drinking. The whole experience was startling, and shook my preconcieves notions about bards to their very core. We could have had a bard whose whole gimick was having a drink and remember great stories from previous adventures, and using those stories to cause magical effects. But no.
Instead of a beverage-fueled musical adventurer, we got this mildly spooky bard that talks to dead spirits. I guess that’s cool, too.
