Dragoncrest Cliffs Wisenheimer

Merlin was not so sure, if he would ever feel brave enough to try the ice cold waters again - he felt chilled to the bone, as he made hasty exit away from the winds and up the rocky path, past the windswept fields and relaxed only, when he had entered the forest and the exercise had warmed him up somewhat. After some shuffling around, he found a den to disappear in. There he slipped it and slept of this whole embarrassing ordeal as a drunk would after a spree.