On the outskirts of this struggling city, dense and full of lives which seemling influence nothing but discussion, disagreement and despair. A single voice seems to pierce through the fog that enshrouds local life. His melody brings a stop to everything inside the walls and gathers royalty and commoners alike. All come to listen to the words of his song, as it creates a feeling and sense of peace, comfort and devotion to the bodies that hear it. Only once a year does the song emerge, yet has a lasting impact on the crowd that attends. From prayers being answered to curses being delivered, this man has influence over the audience. Some call him a sorcerer to many a saint. His voice has weight that enraptures his witnesses, yet the crowds fervor leaves him bewildered. He only sees himself as a simple man.