Meeting More Muffins

Adventuring On

2021-02-15

Retelling

Juniper spoke with Treemother at length And asked if the Watchertree gained back its strength Treemother declared was to making some food But most of dear Rampart fell prey to a feud The Council had splintered quick under the strain From defending the city and growing more grain And also a plague had sprung up in the town And boy had it brought the Lower Quarter down Juniper asked of which factions were best But Treemother said it was anyone's guess Each one had their merits and each had their flaws It came down to if you agreed with their cause One group helps the townships, one offers defense That latter one's seeking out some Wyvern's nests One guards the wealthy who walled off the Dregs And Mayo's now something for which they all beg The rest of our party was marched down the street To the Citadel where all the factions would meet The guards seemed uneasy, the feeling was tense Hoj could not wait to give them all his two cents "You've all made quite a mess of things since we've been gone" "Poor Rampart's suffering's gone on too long" "You've failed in your duties and unfit to lead" "A kick in the rear is what all of you need" Zakaria laughed and she nodded her head "I sure do agree with all that you just said" "But we're facing crises all over the place" "Please give us just a modicum of grace" The other group leaders were not so amused It seemed like our clemency might be refused But after a while they all came to ask If we could assist them in some of their tasks There were towers to delve and wyverns to slay Or round up the cultists who've all gone astray Or bandits to track down and shipments to guard And growing more food still seemed awfully hard And then in the Dregs, a most horrible plight The people were dying in droves from some blight They're walled from the city and left there to die And saving them's something that we should not try Upon Wardsen's face, we detected some crumbs And pretty much all in the party went numb Baked goods were in play and yet none to be seen How could all these group leaders be so darn mean? Juniper said we would not offer aid Until a fresh basket of muffins was made And brought to us here in the Taupe Room post-haste To refuse us this kindness would be in bad taste The muffins appeared in a mere moment's time Three oat, and one chocolate -- a favorite of mine One rhubarb and a pair of 'nana nuts too And four sweet blueberry was brought to our crew We said, as we took our fresh muffins to go, That we'd talk it over and let them all know About what we'd do now that we're back in town And that we would not let our dear Rampart down We argued a while 'bout what we should do And finally decided no one had a clue And that if we got some rest, it wouldn't hurt And headed to Walden to sleep in a yurt