Drawen sat at a small table in a corner of the room. His Muck Beetles by his side, he was drinking a big cup of mead. His light armor shined on his body. He had given a coin to one of his beetles and it went up and got him another mead.
He looked at the entering Drow. Clearly if she was someone...
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