Waking in time to see a large black dragon spinning around amidst his companions, Tanner at first thinks this is merely one of his dreams of heroic battle against legendary foes. Of course, in his dreams he always steps up and slays the creature with one fell swing. However, something tells Tanner that this isn't a dream, and he probably shouldn't try and lop this creature's head off all by himself!

Grabbing his crossbow and letting an bolt fly (if possible), Tanner will attempt to inspire his comrades with an ancient war song, "Durin the Dragon-Slayer".

"And Durin faced the dragon and felt no fear..."

ooc: Bardic Music and firing crossbow at dragon, if possible. If not, then grabbng crossbow, singing and moving out of reach of dragon, ready to fire next round. (If we're all still around!)
A tall, gangly human youth looks at you, his questioning green eyes filled with the energy and enthusiasm of youth. Clad in a fine chain shirt with a buckler emblazoned with crossed lute and sword, he wears an Elven rapier at his side and a rustic lute over his shoulder.