Mugs' Moving Meeting

Adventuring On

2021-04-12

Retelling

Juniper got an anonymous note In beautiful cursive is how it was wrote Rys watched his friend as she pressed up a stone To her forehead then she entered some zone She saw lots of trees passing by in her eyes And learned the locations of each of these guys And when she came back she now had in her head Where she could find each one on Veran's Stead Rys went asked everyone he could meet About this new bard who was roaming his streets With confidence he asked all those he could see "Could this new bardpiper be better than me?!" The bard was a Tiefling and favored the pipes Her name was Riann and she played day and night Like any good bard, she enjoyed pageantry Rys feared once again, "is she better than me?" His friends all assured him he was still the king And that he should not fret about such a thing But Rys thought it was time to lay down his cards It was time for a good ol' Battle of Bards He already of knew of this artists' next gig He'd sneak in that place, maybe wearing a wig And then he would declare in front of the crowd A challenge that would ring quite far and quite loud But first there were matters the troop must attend He wanted to help out his group of new friends And so they all gathered and headed with Mugs To see if they could give her parents some hugs It looked like Mugs house was vacant as of late And no one knew of her parents recent fate And just was we felt that trail had gone cold We spoke with a half-Orc so tall and so bold It turned out to be Mugs' mom in disguise And she was so thrilled to meet all of us guys And then she took us to go see Mugs' dad And when he saw her he was awfully glad Rys regaled everyone with some haiku And then the reunion was finally through And everyone set off to head to the Dregs We wouldn't use wings, we instead would use legs On our way to the tunnels a druidic friend Told us to be careful or we'd meet our end In the Dregs if we didn't go first to find Pam And into the tunnels we went on the lamb When we emerged we saw lots of bad slums Primarily inhabited by some bums I don't say this lightly, just needed rhymes I feel bad for anyone who's hit hard times We headed to Maple Lane fast as we could As we had been told this was Pam's neighborhood We saw a red dragon peak out from a shack And then run away as if we would attack He went and warned Pam of our whole entourage And Pam thought she might get the heck out of dodge We rushed in her house and we told her hello And things went as well as such greetings could go Since we were friendly, she welcomed us in Then a stealthy opponent appeared with a grin He brandished some blades as we brandished ours And that's when our meeting with Pam went quite sour