dragonhunters of Koth

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Drog, Wharf and Zambooka were sitting in the Sub-Orbital Lounge awaiting transfer to Korendi. Drog was feeling rather dispirited, the prospect of spending three lunes in the company of his boozy, roguish brothers was not a pleasant one.