She liked to call herself a Jill of All Trades, as most of the tasks small villages would have for traveling adventurers she could handle. From working a shift behind a bar through to dealing with giant pests, she could do it to an acceptable degree.
She regretted this overconfidence when she found herself in a dragon's grip (literally) tasked with negotiating a truce between it and an otherwise unassuming village.
Her negotiating skills were sharp, but the dragon seemed reluctant to hire her.
Until out of sheer panic she began to sing.
Thankfully she was master of one skill.
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