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Just as the wooden mug touched the lizardman's lips, Dreadlin found himself unable to pour the drink into his mouth. No matter just how hard he tried, he couldn't muster the power to drink the bitter brew. His entire body - save only for his eyes - had been suddenly compromised of movement. And not only that, he finds the world around him become devoid of color, as it was sucked up by some invisible force. Yet he already knew what was going on, as he finds himself looking at a very displeased Guildmaster Kukan storming into the guildhall. 

Dreadlin was never really was much of a troublemaker, despite occasionally getting into ferocious brawls from time to time, but even so he took those words to heart. He listened closely to his speech regarding a multitude of current events before leaving. Once he left, the spell was broken, and Dreadlin accidentally dropped his mug onto the floor. 

[b][color=007236]"Bloody 'ell."[/color][/b] he grumbles before proceeding to excuse himself from the able. With nothing else to do, he might as well take a gander at what quests are available and see which look tantalizing to him.