Upon your arrival, you hear a few coughs followed by light footsteps comming your way.
A small sigh escapes from behind the door, along with a few words.

odarin, you fuckface. keep sening me these websurfers im gonna doxx one of 'em one of these days...

The large, medevil door, that lay before you clad with steel, curiously opens like a sliding glass one; revealing the design was just a gel cling.

Alright, what are you after? Graphics, weed, my good looks? I'm not accsepting tourists right now. The invite is for dragonbrahs **only**.