Vorin kinda reminds me of Dracula or count chocola
Vorin kinda reminds me of Dracula or count chocola
One day there came into the town a man with a sash of black.
He had a song in his voice and a lute on his back,
A traveled man from far away his road was long and hard,
But he'd stood it well though he'd been through hell,
And he called himself the bard.
A Bards Tale
Im not an adventurer by choice but by fate-done
(2) Sons of Terrinore v (23) Songs of Sorrow-Done
Facts are stubborn things -Not Done