A DRAGON TALE
The men bent their heads in shame, and then one of them spoke, “My Lord, we are currently sailing through the dreary sea, it is always nighttime in these seas, because of the thick fog…”
“Yes of course, I know we are on the dreary sea, I have a map which I can read fine.”, Votigern said.
“But the dragons My Lord?...”
“Fret not! You cowardly men. The dragon is no match for us”, Votigern chided, “Instead focus on the glory that awaits us on the other side of the sea when we set our eyes on the heart of magic”
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Allerick and his men rode steadily into the small kingdom of Arthora. It was a long journey trying to boycott passing through the dreary sea. His men had grumbled and wore long faces
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