This brisk morning in Paws found Enna sweeping off the fallen leaves from her porch. She heard the sounds of platemail crunching through the forest and, looking up, she spied Ragar Truesword returning to the village after a long time spent elsewhere. She quickly rushed over to greet him and the two began speaking, as old friends do, about the past. Not surprisingly, the topic turned to the Grey Wizard, and where he might be off to these days. There was a sense of sadness in the air. Enna, thinking about some of the Grey Wizard's past adventures (or disasters...), playfully asked Ragar if he could still swing a sword to which he replied a resounding "More or less." And so they took off for Ocllo docks to gather a militia and slay the Ancient Wyrm! Hear Xx-GoD-xX's mighty battle cry: See Ragar's demise. *ahem* I didn't do nothin', it was the Wyrm, I swear... (Sorry, Ragar!) Ye fought well, bartimus... Retreat! Not pictured: Any of the scenes at the dock. I need to get better at taking at screenshots! Me getting chomped by the Wyrm and dying on the same tile as the moongate. Many thanks to the brave souls who joined us and helped us delay the tide of evil for a few minutes.