RPG on the Portal.

"Damn... I'm sick of everyone!... I'm heading to that stupid elven capital to hack this elf to pieces... What was his name... Verdana..." - with these thoughts, I set off toward the elven capital...

I caught up with Smok. "Wait for me!"
The Barbarian stopped. "Let me go ahead to scout out any dangerous spots."
I waded through the swamp toward the elven capital, poking the ground with my staff along the way to find a safe path for Smok; if he were to sink, there's no way I could pull such a mighty Barbarian out of the swamp on my own!....
While I led the way, Smok didn't waste any time and set himself to potion-making...