As it was told to me, and my mother before me, and her mother before her. And as I will tell my daughter and she  her daughter, and on for more life times than we can count, I will now  tell you the legend of

Dragon's Head Inn



At the time this legend began there were Knights jousting for the hand of young maidens. There were Kings ruling over land as far as one could see. And there was a Inn where a weary traveler of any land could stop and warm himself in front of a fire, and partake of a sip of ale to help shake off the cold from the inside out.

The owners of the Inn knew no bounds to their kindness and generosity. A stranger was never worried about asking for a bed for the night or a bite of food to quiet his growling innards.

Dragon's Head Inn was perched on a hill overlooking the valley of a very unfavorable King. This King took all for himself and felt no pity for the common man , woman or child. The only thing he had even less respect for were the Dragons.

Yes, this was a time of Dragons. On any given day a person could see many a Dragon flying across the sky. Now I hear it said that the people of your  time believe that Dragons were mean and fierce creatures, but trust me when I say that they were never of the sort.
The Dragon's left man alone as long as man did likewise. Some men and women even came to trust the Dragon's and befriend them. The trust
of a Dragon was a honor, and one very few were ever known to have.

Now Lord & Lady Dragon, owners of the Inn,  were said to be one of these  chosen few. It's been said that at one time a Dragon protected Lord Dragon  in  a battle against the King, stopping him from taking over his land and the Inn.

And it is for this reason, and this reason alone they say, that the King called forth the demons of Hades to fight a battle for him. A battle that would destroy the land, the people, and all but the very last of the  Dragons.

It  was All Hallows Eve  when the King took to the lair of a evil wizard, and with the blood of his own daughter paid the wizard to raise the dead. These Death Demons rose out of the ground rotting and smelling of many many years of decay and torture. Dressed as the warriors they had been in life they came forth from the ground with  weapons of pure evil.

The King commanded the Death Demons to go forth and destroy that which did not bow to his wishes. And the King told them he would except nothing less than  every Dragon  being killed and burned so that he may bury their ashes himself.

The eldest and wisest of the Dragon's saw what was to come and warned that the end of their time was near.  Upon looking into the future he found that at some time there would be a person wise enough and strong enough to protect Dragons, but that time might be very very far off, and not  a season that the wise Dragon would be around to see.

The Elder Dragon went to the only persons that he could find trust, Lord & Lady Dragon. He told them what he had seen of the fate of his kind and asked of them a favor far greater than any they had ever granted. The favor was to take the youngest Dragon and to hide her inside their Inn. Now you say that this is of course impossible a Dragon of it's size hidden inside a building, but remember my friend this was a time of magic and Dragons are the most magical of creatures.

So as the rest of the Dragon's fought off the hordes of  Death Demons and the strongest of the creatures secured the Inn for as long as they could, the  youngest Dragon came forth and found shelter inside the walls of the Inn. The fighting outside the walls was bloody, and no one was safe from the cursed weapons of the Death Demons.

As night approached the elder Dragon knew that their time was short. He found a spot to meet one last time with Lord & Lady Dragon and to give to them one of his Teeth.

" This tooth" he said "Will give you the power to leave this time and return when you feel you should". He paused and looked to see if anyone was near. " Watch at all times for those of the dead. They will try and find you and destroy the last of our kind. For as long as one of us lives the dead can not take over your world".

Lord & Lady Dragon took the tooth and tied it to a leather thong to be either worn around the Lady's neck or kept in a box hidden in the Inn.

They wished their old friend well and entered the Inn.  Now as the legend goes just as the elder Dragon died at the hand of the evil King the Inn slowly vanished into the fog. The King  was  celebrating the victory of the Dragon's end when the Death  Demons told him of one Dragon that was missing. One very treacherous Death Demon, Draynob, had heard the Dragon speaking to the Inn keepers and told the evil King of the vanishing Inn.

This news put the king into a terrible tirade and he called forth every evil  he could and cursed the Death Demons to a undeath of terrible pain and suffering like none had ever seen. They were to suffer this agony until they found that last Dragon, killed it, and brought him the teeth.

It also made him strong enough to send several of the Death Demons , including Draynob, into time to find the last Dragon. Of course the King is dead, and all of the memories of this time gone are lost to us, But one thing remains...Dragon's Head Inn.