Hunter Kanga

Hunter Kanga marveled at the colorful banners flagging in the wind.

"Is that Busted Gulch?

 But... it's so different from what Alister has written." 

Or had his best friend just been kiddin'? 

His look grew dark as he approached the notorious bar he would tend.

And with one bottle of wine in hand,

He pushed the doors open – And stopped

To breath deeply in the mix of smoke and alc in the air.

"Welcome to the Club,

Your new home,

Your lair."

He emptied the bottle.