I am a teller of stories, a weaver of dreams. I can play music, sing, and when in a kilt I can stand on my head. I remember seven words of Latin, I have a little magic, and a trick or two. I know the proper way to meet a Dragon, I can fight dirty but not fair, and since I always think, I am never bored. I am not domestic, I am a luxury, and in that sense, necessary.