Draculas & Dragons
Draculas & Dragons Chapter One: Mist Travelers It was late in the day, dusk was turning to night. The tall barbarian stumbled out of the alehouse. He reached down and adjusted his large member, pushing the dark purple head back into his loincloth. A man now, he was enjoying drinking at the different alehouses that his party encountered traveling this fantastical world. Last month marked his eighteen year. His ninth on this world, his sister and friends having been transported with him, all meant to become heroes. When he thought of home he missed many luxuries; Saturday morning cartoons and cereal ranked at the top of his list. No one in the alehouse ever believed his stories of home or Count Chocula and Yummy Mummy. They mistook them for monsters he had vanquished. A moment …