The arrow pierced the goblin's skull, knocking it down mid-charge. Serion walked over to it and pulled a dagger out of its chest. "Ahh...it is good to be back." He looked over to the gates, getting excited. He ran up to the gates and opened one up, taking it all in. He slowly entered the town and looked up to the waxing moon. "Such a beautiful night," he muttered with a slight smirk. He glanced around, hoping to see someone he knew, but the town was dead...it was, after all, the middle of the night. "I guess I'll just have to wait, then." He walked over to the Wayfarer, renting a room for the night. He opened a door, sat down on the ground and began meditating. "Dragon Dale...I have returned."
<p><!--EZCODE FONT START--><span style="color:red;"><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>There is no true genius without determination.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></span><!--EZCODE FONT END--> -Thomas Edison</p><i></i>
A long-awaited return
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