My name is David Krone (26); Purveyor of dreams, and collector of old Mongolian liquorice. Embodied by Krone, the forgotten Nordic god of mead and inebriation. Came 4th in the world thumb war champions, and lost a fight to the death with a rare mythical half mermaid half centaur, yet I am still walking. Running in fact, all the way to Cape Town to be exact. Why? because it is a cause bigger than myself, and I dig that!