<div class="floatleft">(http://i658.photobucket.com/albums/uu304/Krysia-Kitty/DrakAnarr.jpg) (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=6333l)</div>Drak gingerly sits on one of the stools praying to Moradin that the maker of the stool he chose was a competent one and that the stool could bear his fully geared weight. After the short diatrib about the destination he coughs for a moment at Jrunna's question.<br/><br/>"Aye 'eard rumors tha the Dim no longer belongs completly to surfaces races of men an' elves an' that thar be a clan o' shada dragons which dwell within it's shady boughs. Aye be thinkin' tha da group o' venturers gather'd be errin on da side o' caution we be fine by the likes of me."