A bardess visits, perhaps only in the dream? Perhaps not.
http://wrensnesttavern.com/blogs/dreamheart/of-all-the-ghosts/
"The streets were dark. The crescent of a beautiful golden moon reflected in the damp street from the day’s rain. The town, not really a city proper, was full of old things that did not seem old. With my first step upon the cobblestones inside the city gates, I felt the weight of memory here. Around me, all around me, I felt the ghosts who lingered, making it even heavier."
