[color:"#00cccc"]I staggered in through the gates of the town, bleeding from many old and fresh wounds. I shut the gates behind me as fresh blood dripped down my blood stained tattered clothes and ripped deep blue cloak. I stopped as I saw the carnage strewn about the town. Body and spirit on edge, I pushed myself onward. My mind was racing like a lightning bolt as I thought my adversaries had already been here and had caught up with me. "In the sky!" I tried to yell but my voice was fading, as was my strength. I pointed then at the sky to alert the townspeople. With a cough of blood I fell to my knees. I thought that was it, I was to die at that very spot. My will to go on was strong as ever it had been these past 3 years of wandering. I regained my stance and staggered over to the town center on alert, watching as I saw a flash in the sky along with what looked like a dragon. “What matter of sorcery is this?” I gasped. Feeling light headed, I made my way over to what looked to be a tavern. I leaned my back against the building and looked around fully for the first time.
