DarkWolf13
Evil Mastermind of the keyboard
Alastrin laughed as he looked back at the small group. "Very true. In fact, we are here." He stopped in front of a door, the only thing making it stand out was a sign handing above it that read 'The Rusty Dragon'. "Welcome to the Rusty Dragon." Alastrin stepped up, and opened the door. Inside, it was far more occupied than it would appear. There was several tables, and a fire burned off to one side, spreading light through out the room. No one looked up as the door opened, although the waitress moved back behind the bar, grabbing some mugs before sitting down.