Didja Ever
find yourself in need of a healer when you're battling the wyrmkin ye've quested after all
yer life and there were none in sight?
Have yer
companions ever deserted you, only to leave you defenceless in the face of an army of 200
screaming kobalds?
Have ye
ever found that, no really, you should have brought along yer Mighty Battle Ax of Slaying
and you'd left it at home?
While yer
lifesblood has seeped from multiple wounds and the darkness of unconsiousness begins to
unfold ye.....wouldn't ye rather awake upon a warm, fluffy bed surrounded by a bevy of
HandMaidens instead of some smelly old man who hasn't in noone knows how long stuffing the
gods know what up your nose?
Don't give
up! There's still hope!
Join the
DRAGoN and never be without
