Many years ago, on the outskirts of a small village, was a little tavern.
The tavern was well-known for its hostle environment, and, of course, its barmaids.
A worked her days there. Slaving over the bar and wanting to leave
this god for saken tavern. She was so badly mistreated by the tavern keeper. One day, during an
evening barl, a strange walked in, wearing a mysterious cloak covering his whole body,
not even his hand were shown. He sat at a table, placing his bag on the flooring beside him.
The young barmaid, who was across the room, heard a whisper like voice, a male voice.
All it said was "Dragon Lily..", she paused and looked around, but no one was there.
A few minutes went by, and she heard it again.. Only this time, it sounded much closer
and it frightened her, dropping her tray, she twirled around, but.....yet again, no one was there.
She walked past the gentle men's table, towards the bar.

As she walked by, she heard that voice but it didn't say her name, he asked "Why art thou so sad?
Someone of such beauty should not be.." . She gasped loudly, "Sit"
he says as he looks up to her. A familiar face she sees as she looks downward
to the stranger. "You!" she replies " I can not sit, the keeper.....he wilst be angered with me"
.. The stranger just laughs, and pulls her chair out and softly replies, "leave the keeper to me.
Sit, join me, DragonLily". She smiles at him and takes her seat. They sat and talked
awhile, and then the stranger said he most go. He left as quickly as he appeared. Dragon Lily,
wanting to know who this stranger was, follows him out the tavern doors, but to her surprise....he was.....GONE!.

She ran to the end of the path, yelling " Wait, Wait, WAITTTTTTTT WHO ARE YOU?!!".
But she hears nothing. The next evening, waiting on the same table
where sat her stranger, was a bonquet of Dragon Lilies, and with them a single
note: