As Tipper wandered through Port Hempstead, his head hung with gloom.
You see, his drum had finally broken. It wasn't exactly a surprise, but that didn't make him feel any better about the matter. The leather across the head had been wearing thin and cracking, showing the signs of its age. The holes where the cord ran through to tighten it down had been stretching, so it didn't quite pop the way it has used to. Really, it was only a matter of time before something happened.
On a whim he spoke to a group that formed near the Angel's guild hall. He wasn't expecting anyone to even answer him, so you can imagine his surprise when one of them offered to fix it for him!
The stranger called himself Snaggy. He took Tipper to the guild at first, but then offered to make a new drum for him. After checking on what he'd need for it, he asked Tipper to come with him to get some wood from a kobold camp. Of course, this was more than Tipper had been looking for. As luck would have it, Snaggy knew of another hickory tree nearby that had nothing to do with kobolds.
During their time out Tipper learned that Snaggy could not only summon creatures, but he was a performer, and even guessed that Tipper had a bit of magic in him as well. No. He didn't guess. It was more like he knew without asking.
After retrieving the wood and constructing the drum Snaggy and Tipper went back to where the group had been earlier. It turned out that there were a couple other performers in the group.
Tipper was able to try out his drum while they played and enjoyed some foolish antics as well. All in all the day had come around quite nicely.
