Post by Samantha on Aug 1, 2014 11:17:16 GMT
Come one, come all, to the sleepy village of Dragonsberg.
Well, not that sleepy. That one guy over there might be asleep. If that’s the case, he seems to be sleep polishing his shotgun, which really isn't something you see every day. But his eyes are closed, so…who knows? These people are weird.
Where was I?
Oh, right: Dragonsberg.
Dragonsberg is an idyllic community by day, all quaint buildings and tidy gardens. However, by night, the spirits of its tidy little graveyard can be less than restful. And tonight on Halloween, the most haunted night of the year, when all the ghouls and goblins come out to play…
As if that wasn't bad enough, the zombies have decided to make Dragonsberg the site of their annual convention. The town hall is lit up and practically pulsing with loud music which, along with very zombie-like moans, can be heard from the other side of town. Hip zombies, who would have thought it?
You may be wondering what all this has to do with the dragons of the elements, many miles away across the ocean. Well, a few days ago, the ghosts of the Shade rose up and disappeared into the sky. A party of dragons bore witness to this, and quickly took off in pursuit. So very soon, a collection of assorted draconic ghosts is going to descend upon Dragonsberg, followed by a group of dragons determined to sort out the matter, and chaos shall begin…
Thankfully the villagers are a sassy bunch, who won’t take rubbish from anybody, let alone ghosts. They can already be found outside the town hall, banging on the windows and yelling at the zombies to turn down that god-awful music.
Perhaps it’s the dead who should be afraid!
Welcome to Dragonsberg.