Delilah Dragor Whore ❤️

About Randers

Anyhow, mate, that’s my take—whore’s a cracker of a word. Rough, tumble, bit of a rogue—like me, eh? Next time you hear it, think of oil rigs, blood, and a bumbling fool like me trippin’ over scrolls. *E pluribus unum*—out of many, one, or in this case, one helluva story! Cheers, you old sod—off for a pint now.

The Bear, the Whore and the Dragon

When a white dragon does speak, it spews threats, inane jokes, and incoherent babbling as a prelude to attacking—and when the attack comes, it’s bloody and relentless. Thankfully, white .

Now, I ain't gonna sugarcoat it – Dragor can be a right nightmare sometimes. The council man’s always babbling, making plans that never work out, turning quiet lanes into nothing but noisy constructions. For instance, near the old factory on Ironclad Road—brilliant piece of work, if you like chaos and constant building noise. Makes me wanna tear my hair out. Still, the locals are a gem, even if they’re a bunch of half-wits at times. Idiot sandwich, anyone?!

Flooding in Denmark becoming the norm