Sook Dukar dismounted his horse with a heavy armoured thud as his feet splashed into the mud. He removed his dented helmet, dropping it to the floor so to see his brothers with unobstructed eyes. Tears swelled as he looked upon the remains of the stronghold garrison, then he smiled. "Why are your heads hanging so low my dragons! Do you not see what you have done this day?" He approached a young farmer holding a mining pick, "Your enemies will rue the day they should face you in battle young sir, for he would be faced with the power of a dragon." The crowd began to smile with some intermittent laughter. The young farmer beamed with pride. Sook Dukar stood upon the steps of the Silver Flagon Tavern and shouted: It was 10 seasons past when I laid the first brick upon the walls surrounding this stronghold. Since, hundreds of dragons have garrisoned these mighty walls. Each of them possessing the very soul of the dragon that emanates the mud in which we stand. They brought passion, belief, and fight within all of their hearts. Imagine my pride! I arrive here to find, warriors like this young farmer, prepared for war. Prepared to fight. Prepared to bleed for this sacred home of ours. With men and women like this young farmer here supporting our beliefs, how could I fail? How could we expect anything less than a new Silver Age for this Stronghold!! In the coming weeks we will blow the horns of battle. We will open our gates to dragons that have fought here in years past. We will open our gates to new warriors, warriors that arrive with the passion and the spirit of the dragon within them. When they arrive, I want our guards at the gate to greet them with open arms. Help them find their way. Bring their horses to water and a flagon of ale to their lips. We ARE the Order of the Silver Dragons! Sook gently places his hand to the Dragon crest upon his breastplate, he then turned and walked into the tavern. ======================================================================================================= In due course I will assign a Talon to manage our garrison as well as the guardians of the Silver Gates. Until then, I'm seeking faithful, passionate volunteers willing to brave the dangers that might approach our fortification. Stand fast, and keep a keen eye for wary dragons returning from their long travels. Also, greet new adventurers looking to join our cause. If you believe, in your heart, you have what it takes, make it known, by grabbing your weapons and patrolling our Silver Gates.