I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm such a sucker, but I don't have anything to do. I have no life. I have nothing I want. I crave for death. I don't want to live anymore. I'm so fucking tired. All I want to do is die. Until then, I have to fill the void in me. I have nothing better to do. Besides, I'm curious what they seek to gain out of this. I gave them two bags of gold. I am no conman. I tried conning once, it was boring to say the least. Also I got my head and all my limbs chopped off. That sucked. I let them lead me to an old burned-out restaurant. I look at it in surprise.

"This is..." Vax stars.

"Old Red Dragon, I know I built it." I say.

I cross my arms at the sign. It hasn't changed at all. The windows still were dusty. It looks as old as me. I am very old. I have lived for centuries. It's so tiresome, but it is nice to see some things never change. I'm glad the dragon I painted with golden eyes still stands.

"You did? This is our favorite joint." Pike smiles.

"They have the best sandwiches." Grog says. 

"For the record it was supposed to be a bank had it not been for the Goblin I lost a bet to." I sigh.

Yeah, I remember him. I killed him later on.

"Well, this would be perfect for you then." Pike takes my hand.

I look at her in surprise.

"I would rather not be touched by anyone." I say.

"Oh, sorry." Pike lets go of my hand.

"Actually. I don't care." I say.

"Okay!" Pike grabs my hand.

"Do you want me to pay?" I ask.

"Nah, we have gold of our own." Vax pushes me in.

"Which I had gave you in the first place." I say.