From the Journal of Jeager the Fine...
I woke up yesterday morning and i felt strange. The world did'nt seem right, it's days like these you just wanna crawl back into your farm house in westfall and sleep all day, yet alas we know that can't happen right?
So after doing the morning chores around the farm i decided to hike on over across the river and into old duskwood.. As we all now duskwood has seen some better times as of late yet i still got some friends over there. SO off i went!
I went to stop by and see my old friend Chef Grual in darkshire.. After a tangy bowl of his dusty crab cakes he caught me up on some local gossip. Apparently he said there was news of a dragon patrolling the twilight grove.. Shocked as I was to hear this, i figured i'd prepare myself to go check this out and downed a few skins of sweet rum.
So I climbed the hills of twilight grove, killing a few black ravagers along the way, always doing my part for the alliance i say.
As i came over the top and down the valley i sensed an errie quiet more so then usual. Then a loud ROAR! fortunately my portable gnomish picture taken(no no lads i still won't give out the schematic for this gem) was able to take two pictures as he appeared out of thin air! i swear to the gods that he was translucent as well. So then before i [s]HIGHTAILED it[/s] retreated to inform the rest of my good friends in immortality about the obvious threat of [glow=red]TAERAR[/glow] the dragon of the emerald mist! IT looks like the green dragon flight has returned. I do say this are dire times indeed.
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