Mtrlindr, when I said happily ever after, I of course ment until I grew bored of her, honestly don't you people read between the lines?" He then shoots Zrstlagd a dirty look,
"you seem to be in doubt of my skills, witch is very foolish indeed, allow me to show you my power."
Drago then stands up, wobbling slightly as he picks up various scattered wood from around the camp. He eventually collected 10 sticks all trimmed about one foot in length and as thick as someones thumb.
"Now this is the part where you really have to pay attention, don't blink or you'll miss it." with that said he tossed each stick up into the air at different intervalls when they all descended and were getting close he neatley drew both his blades from his back started slicing them 'THUNK' the first two were sliced both though the middle 'SHUNK' another three were each had two cuts through them. Two more were each sliced into four pieces and the blades were moving so fast hardly a sound was heard as he sliced though the wood. Two more drifted down and drago sliced them about 10 times each. the last stick fell directly in fron of drago, he simply brings his swords together and slices though the exact middle, his blades clanging together he then drew them back
and sliced it again this time from both the top and bottom as the last bits of wood fell to the ground. If one were to look closely at all the wood scraps one would notice they all roughly spelled out "Drago the bloody" now convinced that he had throughly shocked and awed them, drago sits back down on his stump, pulls out a bootle of wine, and says:
"How's that for skill?" as he starts guzzling down another bottle.