Let's Play Bard's Tale: The Gathering, Part 3

From Elena's Journal:

Just as I was wondering where we could find a bard, the Scarlet Bard's door swung open and a tall blue dragon stepped inside. He was wearing a tunic and a hat with a feather in it. He strummed his mandolin idly as he strolled to the bar.

Sir Camis tugged at the sleeve of my robes. "Lady Elena! That dragon over there - the stars led me to him! He will be our bard!"

I gave Camis a sideways look. "The stars led you to him?"

Camis shuffled his footpaws. "The stars told me to take whatever I can get..."

I walked over to the bar and tapped the dragon's shoulder. "Excuse me, are you a bard?"

"What tipped you off, the mandolin or the clothes?" The dragon tipped his feathered hat. "I am Selendro, the bard, at your service, m'lady."

I smiled at him. "Would you by any chance be looking for an adventuring party? The paladin Sir Camis is heading up the latest expedition to Mangar's Tower."

"Mangar's Tower, you say?" Selendro strummed his mandolin and gave me a big smile. "Going to break the curse of eternal semi-winter? An interesting proposition. What's your party like? Got all the basics covered?"

"We... have a warrior and a monk," I said, sheepishly pointing at the table where Bluey and Darkmoon were continuing their drinking contest.

"Spellcasters? You look like a magician."

"Conjurer, actually," I said.

"Ha! They both look the same to me." He worked his mandolin again and sang a short verse. "Use your spell points in a fight, they'll return to you in light."

"Er... well, will you accompany us?"

Selendro nodded. "Why not? I've got nothing else to do. There are plenty of bards in this town to keep every tavern entertained at all hours. And most of 'em aren't tone-deaf like me." He laughed and then stood up to shake my paw and bow. "I'll travel with you and Sir Camis and the two drinking fighters over there. At least, until I get bored and wander off." He winked.

Bards are strange.