One Tough Audience
When the Wizard wants a dragon, you find him a dragon. Even if it means going into the middle of a civil war.
In this case, that was exactly what it meant. We were minding our own business, on the way to Fordham (which Delphine has started referring to as Boredom) in order to resupply before consulting the local wizard, Blake. We’re told he might know where a dragon is. Delphine is hoping to find a viable egg, as that seems to be the easiest solution, and her current traveling companions are already sufficiently diverse and annoying, thank you.
We’d seen a few signs of conflict in the area, but when we arrived at Fordham, we didn’t manage to figure out that the fighting was a lot closer than anticipated. So, we did what any traveling circus does; we set up outside the city walls and started performing.
Unfortunately, the attack came that evening, and there was no way that the Greatest Show on Yrth was going to be able to pack up its wagons and get out of the way in time.
The besiegers surrounded the town and drove as many people as possible into it, including our not-terribly-bright drivers and roustabouts (also known as the All-Kobold Jug Band).
Delphine knows a bad situation when she sees one, and had no desire whatsoever to get caught up in it. She grabbed her portable valuables, weapons, and armor, and managed to make her way through the beseigers’ line. In fact, the entire group got split up in the confusion, with Delphine, Mama Quilla, and Kolo-kolo (the Ring Island tiger) hiding out a bit off the road north of the city, toward Blake’s tower; Boggs, Affed, and Gregor inside the city walls, and Cha-rool and the minotaur fighting for their lives outside the city walls. They managed to do a fair bit of damage before the sphinx was shot in the wing and the minotaur was hit (fatally, we discovered later) with a ballista bolt.
Fortunately for us, though not necessarily himself, Blake the wizard was present to assist in the defense of Fordham, and enlisted Boggs’s and Cha-rool’s assistance in retrieving his “ward,” Niall. Mama Quilla and Delphine were able to reunite with their fellow performers, and Niall (actually a forty-something accountant from modern Chicago) was duly retrieved and transported back to the keep. Delphine has developed somthing of an interest in the money-magic that Niall calls “accounting,” and has intent to explore those mysteries further at her earliest opportunity.
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