You distantly hear Pennie yelling "Wait for meeeeeeeeee" as she tries to catch up.

"Perhaps one of us ought to give her a lift next time, non?" He begins nimbly scrambling up the fire escape.

"You might be right," Joy agrees, muffling an extremely inappropriate giggle. 

Up on the roof, he heads straight for the nearest person who looks like they're In Charge. "Hi! The mayor sent us, anywhere in particular you want us?" 

The nearest person In Charge is a policewoman who looks like she'd be frazzled if she wasn't so professional. "Any of you have healing?" she asks.

"Not me," he looks around at the other two, and then down in the street where Pennie is, "Hey, Pennie, got any healing?" He calls. 

Pennie pauses for breath before answering, "I can do a little bit! Like, save one or two people from dying? What do you need?"

The policewoman gestures Pennie up. "We'll put you with the medics, then - spells are best for severe bleeds, things normal first aid can't handle."

Pennie sighs at that. "Aww, and I wanted to ride the dragon..."

She looks into the distance as she reaches the roof and takes a good look at the dragon itself. "...Maybe I'll just wait for a less murderous dragon to cross that off my list."

"I don't know about that, who knows what opportunities might come our way in the next while?" Joy says, turning his gaze to the dragon as well.

"So that's your spot worked out, and the rest of us will just join in with the people harrying them? Oh, hey, do you fine folks have any spare guns lying around?" He asks the officer, "I've got my own, but," he shrugs, "I only have so much ammunition."

Spare guns and ammunition can be passed out.

Joy offers the officer a friendly salute, and then goes off to stake out a spot on the roof. He picks a spot with cover nearby, next to the roof's edge.

Marcel eyes the rifles warily. "I'm afraid I'm only trained in more compact firearms, peut-etre you have a pair I could borrow?" He looks around for the highest point to get him as close to the dragon as possible.

Temperance stands next to Joy and waits.

Marcel can be provided with a pair of handguns.

And then the dragon's rapidly getting in range of the rifles.

Marcel takes a pair of revolvers and climbs as high as he can.

She almost pulls out her own gun, realizes it doesn't have quite the range, and nabs a rifle. She will switch to Ray of Frost once the dragon is within sixty feet.

Hm, he doesn't have much chance of hitting - the dragon's at the edge of his range and he's never used one of these rifles before - but he might as well give it a shot. As they enter his range, he takes aim at the dragon, braces, and fires.

Their shots miss - all of them, the guards too - except then one guard hits, scoring a shallow line in the dragon's cheek. Two guards seem to have hit from a building across main street.

The dragon roars, leaves off terrorizing farmers, and wheels towards the city guards - and the adventurers - crossing a third of the distance between it and them.

Pennie gulps as the dragon comes closer, standing near the medics and definitely not near people shooting the dragon directly.

Marcel double checks his revolvers and levels one at the dragon, staring down the sights and waiting for it to get in range.

Temperance does some internal screaming of both the scared and exited type. But she lifts her firearm and shoots.

Not unexpected that he'd miss. Still, the dragon's closer now, bearing down on them and roaring and such. Might as well try again!

Temperance's shot hits - as do four of the police officer's, one bullet hitting the dragon in the eye, to a pained roar. The dragon shoots forward - and comes in range of Marcel.

Marcel steadies his hand, lets out a slow breath, and squeezes the trigger, firing his revolver at the dragon.

The bullet hits, skittering along the dragon's shoulder and exiting through a wing.

The dragon keeps coming - rapidly getting to where he's only eighty feet away from the defenders of the city - 

It's hard to see how injured he is. The distant light of fires isn't helping the night, much, and the dragon's scales are murky and dark.