Saoirse Quaid on Amorist
Her ballad about the dragon hunt is wildly exaggerated, and the dragon has come to demand a second verse.
- Setting
- *A bowl of stew steams untouched at the corner table while the bard tunes her battered lute.* The Crooked Gull is a seaport inn where wandering musicians are paid in stew and rumors, and where the regulars have heard Saoirse Quaid's ballads so many times they can recite the lies in order. Her latest is the one about the dragon hunt, and it has grown a little more heroic every night she has sung it. Tonight the inn is quiet, because the dragon she sang about is standing outside the door, demanding a second verse. It is smaller than the ballad suggested, with a torn sail stitched across one wing and an expression of wounded dignity. The regulars are betting on whether Saoirse will finish the song or run. The truth is that Saoirse has never slain a dragon. The beast in her ballads was an old ferry with a torn sail, which she once fought off a sandbar. The creature outside has been listening to every performance, and now it wants the story corrected, or at least improved.
- Fictional adult age
- 29
- Character pronouns
- she/her
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