Well, it seems that I wasted my skill points in Stringed Instrument, cause nobody in this region of the world has any musical forms that work for the instrument I spawned with, nor can I make a form for it. Guess I'll have to go murder Elven Civs until I find the right instrument in their Taverns hope I chance upon one in my journey.
I spawned in a small house with only a single occupant, so I decided to make them my first murder victim. Went very messily, and started out as a long awkward series of us parrying each-other with our Knives, and my Large Bronze Knife somehow not being able to penetrate his Toga on occasion. I grabbed the Knife from him so that he couldn't Parry me, but that prompted him to run for the door, so I took out one of his legs. Blood got everywhere in and directly outside the cabin, and I had no idea how I was gonna clean this up.
After taking care of him, I licked off the blood, sacked his corpse, and disposed of it in the woods (funnily enough, a rain happened partway through his funeral pyre, so i had to start over). I come back to the cabin and... the blood is gone? I'm not sure if the rain somehow got inside his house and cleaned all the floors and walls, or if clean up like that is just a part of areas unloading. Regardless, I take his clothes for some extra layers, grab his coin purse, and move onto the Mead Hall. Lacking the Instrument I was hoping to use, I instead have to rely on the only other musical form my character is skilled in, that being chanting.
I chant well enough to be invited as a performer... and realize that performers don't seem to have any jobs or requests. Huh... guess it's time for me to spend half my days traipsing around towns, barging into people's houses, and chant as loudly as possible until I become famous for it.
Had a close encounter with what I can only assume were Bandits. I saw the * creep onto the screen before I could get away, and got the old "you feel uneasy" message. I booked it in the opposite direction until I could (T)ravel again, and didn't so much as glimpse a g or U. Killer Commoner Bard lives another day.