Okay. There are elves nearby. Assassins are roaming around in the forest. And they are well-trained assassins. The Barbarian is doing well, a strong guy; another would have been knocked out long ago, but he's still going, even mumbling something. But it's time to get down to business, not to ponder who wants to kill whom and why.
- Knight, grab your fellow and drag him out of here. We need to get out of the swamp, or the elves might show up.
I don't like elves. They are too noble. They won't ask why I've arrived here; if I'm a Necromancer, they'll just try to eliminate me.
Alright, let's go to the city, and we'll see what happens.