. . . Can be found Tyra Dragonheart. Day after day, she's seen lurking in a corner of the bar, alone and quiet, with her back to the wall nursing an ever increasing number of pints. She glares at anyone other than the bar maid who comes over to her.
She can be heard grumbling about being betrayed, abandoned by her apprentice. Any who happen past her comment on how she wreaks of ale and filth, some even comment on her sickly appearance.
By all accounts, the old battle axe's edge is gone...
//PMs incoming...