Ragna Chap: 1 -revamped-1: The QuestSoren and Seir had been traveling for nearly three months together. They had become good friends and had gone on quite a few money making exploits. After all of that, they had come to rest in a small drab inn, in a little village no bigger than a giants thumb, according to Seir. The inn they had come in was shabby, as if held up by the termites that infested its walls. A few shadowy characters sat hunched over the blood-stained bar as a thin cat slipped along the outer wall, hunting for mice. The walls were a dull oak with a few shabby portraits of past owners and the king of their land. The pairs current exploit was, much to their dismay, nil. With a heavy sigh, Seircantis, a rather large black half dragon flumped down in a rickety old inn chair. His black hair was pulled tightly back around his short rounded horns, like that of a ram. He was decked out in heavy black plate-mail with strange red symbols all over it, the symbols shone an eerie red from time to time.