Magnus’s RPG empire on the portal.

Heal? Heal from what? From the voices in my head, maybe? What is this even about? One of the mages began to slowly approach me, muttering something. Casting magic on me? Oh, I see. Now you listen, punk, don't come any closer! Or I'll bash you! Since the dragon language scares them so much, why not take advantage of that for once? As soon as the mages jumped back behind their chairs, I flew out the window. That's it! No more dealing with Imperials! I'm sick of them! First they invite you over, then they blast you with magic! Enough! To hell with them! Right then, I felt something hit me hard. Ow! Right in the wing! I fell onto the road (-20HP). The last thing I saw before losing consciousness was some kind of half-gremlin... or half-goblin?... or half-imp?... (Smok) - If only you knew how the thrushes si-i-ing (losing consciousness)...