As you make your way through the various parts of Tarxien, you decide to take a little-used trail. It winds its way through the forest, going deeper and deeper into the dark, thick foliage. You debate on whether to turn back, or keep forging ahead. The adventurous spirit within you, keeps you going forward....
Finally you emerge into a hidden alcove of rocks. You see the entrance to a large cave. Slowly you approach, for you can hear a noise...almost like someone or something chuckling.
"Greetings traveller!" booms out a deep voice. You look around, startled, and then you see him - your jaw drops as his laughter peals out through the rocks.
"My name is Drakkan. I am a Lunar wyrm. You have not seen my kind before? Well, I am not surprised. We are rare, so it is fortunate we have found a place of refuge here. Do not fear, we wish you no harm. I can see that you are not here to cause mischief. Please feel free to stay and visit for awhile. Not many dare venture this way, such a pity too, for we dearly love to share stories, and a cup of tea with those who do come this way."
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