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The bell on the door rings and a nasally voice speaks up. “Hello, welcome to SilverMoon LLC, where we provide you anything you need to make your moonlit nights shine brightly. We provide magical and non-magical help of many kinds, mostly magical, if you need appraisals we can do that, if you need a magical party member you’ll need to sign the paperwork for us to properly assist you, if you’ve been cured, hexed, jinxed, bedeviled, ill-fated to die or contracted a disease of magical or non-magical means; please use the medical desk department to the left there. (She points in the direction where it’s located) I’m Janine; how can I be of assistance to you today?” The party just stood there silent for a moment when the bell on the door rang again but this time an alarm goes off. “WARLOCK!!!” Janine then hits a button and the building starts locking down; than miscellaneous members of the guild pop up, primed or armed with arcane magic or mystic items; flashes of runes, fire, lightning

(In Micheal j fox’s voice) “I remember how it all first started out, at first it just seemed like an easy job, the kind of job you get payed to escort some people on a safe trip home, simple right? But we didn’t even get past the crossroads when we were ambushed by some guys and they kidnapped the people we were supposed to protect; they even took the carriage too. I though ‘well great; that’s it, we lost the job and we’re not getting our money cause we let them get captured; se we might as well go back, tell them what happened and leave it to the professionals right?’ But instead of doing that, the big firblog that was part of the group said that he was gonna go after them to save them. I said that was crazy, they were on a carriage and the path they took was through the mountain forest, but he said that didn’t matter he was going anyways, I thought the others would do what I was thinking but then one by one they went with him, I have no idea why I followed them either. So there we

Twas all that dwelled in the land that they had agreed that krynn was in a doldrum state of affairs, it was a darkened land that was an adumbration of epochs long gone. To say that the world was of a morbid reflection of nations razed to ruins was a gross understatement. Circumstances not withstanding however the party now finds themselves in the company of a young golden dragon who begins to tell a tale of his childhood with his grandfather; as the story is told the party is so entranced by the story that they feel as if they are there themselves, in the eyes of his youthful self. He was just a young wyrmling of ten, yet the conditions of his lifestyle were restricted by the preferences of his kin, his parents mainly kept him in the confines of their lair; barely letting him see the outside world with little explanation as to why and no more than a parents answer of “for his protection”. He yearns to spread his wings and see more of the lands and any diversions that his mother and