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Crowley hummed an old Allarian ballad as he bumped from side to side down
the dirt road. He would be reaching Penn, the kingdom's largest city in
the south, within an hour or so. He would have much news for the fieflord!
He was looking forward to a draught of the famous oatmeal stout ale of
Penn, the Winter Warlock brew. "MmMmmmMMm" He said dreamily. "Winter Warlock...." His dreams were suddenly interrupted. A shadow suddenly engulfed the countryside.~Great, a foul storm approaches! ~ The man thought, looking up. He gasped when he learnt the true reason for the shadow.It was the Dragon of the Southern Caves! Crowley had never actually seen the dragon, but knew many who had. And there was no doubt in his mind. But what was this!? The beast had no blooming head!!!!!!! The ass panicked and bolted off with it's rider at a mad pace.
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