The City of Yole is a hot-pot of cultures, races and troubles but there is a single event that brings everyone together – the Dragon Parade. However the star of the show, an adult Bronze dragon is surprisingly missing from the parade. But more will be revealed a the week continues!
So grab a hat, find a seat and let’s stroll into tonight’s adventure!
The high defender of Yole is a metallic dragon known as Boraleius, an adult bronze dragon who has a soft spot for the city of Yole due to the vibrancy of life, the colours of its people and the wealth that it brings. However not all see eye to eye with those who express their gratitude to the dragons protection and over the last year a rise in public discourse has been noted.
But this time the yearly parade where Boraleius leads the parade through the streets is devoid of one bronze dragon. People begin to be worried and when an attack is made against those in the parade the concern turns to fear. Has their dragon protector left them? Will the city be safe for its visitors? Will the parade continue?
The Dragon Parade
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The sound of the drums could be heard from streets away as the parade stormed down the main street in Yole. The Dragon parade was a way that the people of Yole celebrated their connection to the dragons as well as the diversity in their city. Much like the dragon race the city was made up of different races, different colours and different cultural backgrounds but this tapestry of life is what made Yole what it was.
As the party watched the parade, hoping to get a glimpse of the cities very own bronze dragon they were met with a disappointed hush as the start of the parade moved into view. “Where is Boraleius?” a copper scaled dragonborn asked from nearby, concern thickening her accent. The other dragonborn who were standing with her expressed similar concerns and soon the concern spread like a fire.
The parade moved on, representatives of all races walked lifting effigies of the different coloured dragons and dragonborn as they marched down the street. Soon the crowd recovered from their concern, mostly, and began cheering the parade onwards. The different actors, street performers and even the city guard who walked down the road all drew the attention of the crowd, so nearly no one other than the party noticed the group on top of the building until vials of alchemist fire rained down on the parade.
Several people started screaming instantly as the fire burnt through their clothing or oozed through the cracks in the armour of the guards. However several the Dragonborn walked through the fire, a testament to their heritage, and shot down several of the attackers with pin-point dragon breath or shots from crossbows.
As the panic in the crowd escalated a commanding voice boomed from the head of the guard, demanding calm. The crowd, largely, obeyed and soon the bodies of the attackers were lined up and the parade was quickly ushered through the street with the wounded taken to be healed.
“Did anyone see what happened? Please come and see me” the guard captain called out at those who still stood back as he began to investigate the bodies of the attackers. “Captain! We have one of them alive over here.” called one of the guards before several armoured figures walked towards the squirming prisoner.
Another week and another adventure. With a parade this weekend in my own home town I felt inspired to look at something that could go wrong and to see how I could turn it into an adventure. So don’t forget to come back each day this week as we expand further on this adventure. And lastly, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe
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