Traveler

Collin just wanted to have a quiet meal and sleep in a bed for a change. Unfortunately, The tavern was crowded tonight, the common room was loud, and all the rooms were occupied. He had managed to correlate his arrival with a group going to some festival somewhere and an unusual number of itinerant workers. Well, at least he knew his bad luck was still reliable.

I Used to have Hair, Then I faced a Dragon – or – My Hair’s On Fire!

Cursing as quietly as possible, Calvin ran from the cacophony of destruction. He had just discovered why dragon hunters shave their heads. He always assumed it was a sort of club thing or to look cool, but, in actuality, it is because a dragon setting your hair on fire is very painful. Not that he had ever planned on facing a dragon.

A Meeting of Scholars – and a Dragon

The best scholars would rather debate the merits of different lighting systems than bother to go get their preferred one. And, the wisest of men would rather write about the benefits of working in sunlight then make the effort to walk outside. These, were the best of the best. However, there was an air of great concern in the room.