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  Chapter II: The Suede of Cerbeus As legends go no king was as dreaded as the Dark Lord Cerbeus, by nature Cerbeus was a slaver of the Desert of Ghan. It was by no coincidence that the stranger soon arrived in the village of Winel, on the outskirts of Ghan, not riding upon camel or horse as natural humans do, but on foot instead. The stranger arrived in Winel merely days after defeating the dragon of Havel Reach Forest, a journey unheard of without the usage of a horse or camel, a journey infact impossible even with a horse or camel. The slaves of Winel thought the stranger a deity as he passed through the clay and sand homes of their village towards the palace of Cerbeus, a regal stone monastery that depicted Cerbeus as a god amongst men. Cerberus’ guards stood at the gates to palace crossing their pikes as the stranger approached. The stranger looked at the two of them his blue eyes glimmering as he stared at them. The two guards soon dropped to ground quivering and shaking as i...

  Part I: the Legend of the Stranger  Chapter I :The Stranger and the Dragon. Twas after winter when he first arrived in the village, he was young man then and not yet what he would soon become. Around twilight he arrived at the tavern his face youthful and beardless, his eyes swirling in a blue like the river styx his hair curled in knotts and his left leg quivering. He wore a long black Viking style tunic detailed in red and silver a long black belt covered his waist with a knotted silver buckle. At his side sat a scarron of black and red with a celtic knot engraved upon it. He hobbled in cautiously watching every step, his left leg weakened by reasons unknown, he carried with him a dark wooden staff that bled tree sap down its side as he hobbled into the tavern collapsing onto a wooden bench as the tavern wench brunhilda approached him. She asked him for his order, and in a strange accent possible descending from the accent of Blackburn he spoke “What Cider Do you have?” th...