(OOC: apologies for not posting much lately. I've lost my primary internet connection, so I don't know about being able to post often. In any case, feel free to play the grumbly old Dracon if you want

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'Oh, this is just fantastic,' Eternion moaned. 'Can't go one damn minute without running into trouble.'
It was just like old times, and it was making him awefully giddy.
'Righto,' he said as he pulled his battleaxe from his back. 'Who wants a piece of me?'
One of the royal guards obliged, and came at Eternion with sword whirling.
Eternion gave the guard a swift kick to the knee, managing to knock over the guard... and nearly break his own foor in the process.
'That smarted,' the old Dracon growled. 'Should have just used my axe.'
He turned to the others. 'Do we have a plan?' He said as he dodged an incoming sword, which just glanced off his armor. 'I for one don't like the idea of fighting the royal family guards.'