Ophion had been traveling for some time now. His life as an adventurer had proceeded well enough, but things had been going slowly lately. It had been almost five years since he had seen his homeland, and he expected that it would be at least another five more before he had the wherewithal to return home and use whatever assets he had acquired on his adventures to start an estate of his own. Not for the first time, he silently cursed his hatching order, that he should be denied the life his older brothers enjoyed simply because they happened to be born a few years before he was. 

But regrets were pointless. The Dracon warmage had heard of a manor he could stay at for a while, or at least he had received instructions from a mysterious letter. Before his mage training, he would have regarded such a missive with suspicion or even fear, but he was no stranger to such magical oddities by now. Not sure if it was a trap or an opportunity, he decided to give the directions a shot. If it was a trap, it would at least give him someone to oppose and acquire treasures from, should he survive the trap. If it was an opportunity to find shelter and the aid of more adventurers, so much the better. If it was a bit of both, he'd deal with each situation as it arose. Supposedly, all would be provided for, including food and shelter. If nothing else, the savings on those things alone could cut down the time it would take for him to earn the money he'd require for his plans back home. Of course, even if his patron was completely honest about providing him with room and board, there would probably be a service expected from him in return.

Upon reaching the manor, Ophion saw a few people outside of it. He couldn't quite tell what race they were all supposed to be, but he got the impression that they weren't necessarily native to this land anymore than he was. 

[color=ed1c24]"Excuse me, but did you all receive the same letter that I did?"[/color] Ophion held out the mysterious note for emphasis. For a moment, he wondered if any of them even spoke his language. The dracon was fluent in his native draconic, common, and knew some words of elven. He spoke in common most days since leaving his homeland, but he had a draconic accent, making his speech seem "growly" when pronouncing R and S sounds.