*off in the distance a figure began his lonely trek to the golden tiger inn, a place he hadn't been to over a year now. he was anxious to see the what kind of changes have been made to the old place, and what kind of new people were there. as he approached the inn from the woods he noticed that the inn was pretty much the same from the outside. at the edge of the woods he watched the inn, mostly he was just reminiscing about things of the past and about how much he missed coming here.*

 

*to him it had seemed that this day would never come then he thought to himself* <well Dorna you're finally back maybe its time you go inside> Dorna made his way up to inn looking at it from every angle, almost like he was inspecting it. to him something about this place seemed different, he didn't know what but he knew he was glad to be back. he opened the door and took a step in hoping to see a few familiar faces and that maybe someone there would recognize him even though he had been gone for so long. he scanned to room absentmindedly not really looking at any faces just taking in the look of the inside, more old memories rushing to his mind. he then turned his attention to the bar and sat down on the old barstool he used to occupy every night he was here, it was from here that he watched everything those many months ago.