[Drago]

After raising his mug of ale high, Drago sits down and puts his feet up on a nearby rock. This adventurer has traveled long and far during his journeys through the years. He has been a poet, a dragon slayer, and many other things. Enough to encompass several lifetimes. Now he finds himself in this strange pub full of laughter and revelry. He sees a few friends around from jouneys past. "Hello VampiricDread and Monty. A toast to your health," he says. He takes a sip of his ale; closes his eyes and rest his head up against the wall. He decides to relax for a bit.

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"My soul to nothingness: but I will strive against all doubtings, and will keep alive..." ~ John Keats's Sleep and Poetry