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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ferrix" data-source="post: 2197528" data-attributes="member: 6115">As the tale is spun the door clatters open and a chill breeze is carried past a large stranger, wearing a gallant white cape which twists and falls to the floor around him.  The creature, as he is less man than many in these parts, ducks his head as he enters, his large frame shifting with the rustle of scales.  As he enters the light, icy-white scales glitter and bounce the light back in odd patterns around the room, although it fades away momentarily.  Violet eyes look at you from behind a scaled face that bears the distinct resemblance to an elf's, sharp features and tall ears, although a sharp grin easily separates this creature from his kin.As he walks in the door swings shut behind him, and he clicks across the floor, all eyes drawn to him.  Approaching the bar he tests a stool and then sits, it creaking slightly under his weight, a smooth voice as sharp as any bards and with the power of a dragon spills out from behind a set of sharp teeth, "a mulled wine, something with some spice to it."</blockquote>