[Trakadon]

Down a ways from the wharf lies an auspicious little drinking hole where only the bravest of the bold dare venture. The windows are cloudy and the air outside holds a certain sort of... swagger... Inside, the patrons have shifty eyes and dangerous demeanors. Shiny gold and gruff whispers exchange between patrons, yet there has never been a crowd so merry. The rum and good times flow freely, and a jaunty tune comes from some unknown dark corner. What is this lively place? Why, this is the Swagger Tavern! May your coffers stay full and your flask never run dry! Intro done by : Reyoki