Well, here we are... I got my bat... Hmm... No one's around... Not at all... Aha, that assassin is messing with me!... Then I remembered that I still had a couple of arrows and darts stuck in me, so I pulled them out, broke them, and removed the iron tips...
I sat on a rock and started improving my bat... Now it's a bat with sharp tips on the sides, about a third of the way down from the top....
Hmm... Yes... Well, now I can leave this place... I stood up and walked away from this place, still holding the bat in my hands...
We'll see depending on the circumstances, my friend. As I said, if possible, I'll just turn to you.
Heal? Heal from what? From the voices in my head, or something? What is this? One of the mages slowly started approaching me, muttering something. Is he casting magic on me? Okay, I see. Don't come any closer, you fool! Or I'll hit you! Since the language of dragons scares them so much, why not use it once? As soon as the mages jumped back to their chairs, I flew out the window. That's it! No more dealings with the Imperials! I'm tired of it! First, they invite you, then they start casting magic! That's it! To hell with them! Then I felt something hit me hard. Ouch! Right in the wing! I fell onto the road (-20 HP). The last thing I saw before losing consciousness was some kind of half-gremlin... or half-goblin... or half-demon?... (Smok) - If you only knew how the thrushes sing... (I lose consciousness)...
West, a sudden, strong wind quickly carried you to the Whispering Forest. From there, to the Imperial Palace.
Dark Knight, thieves run up to you, take your staff, and steal your lizard, then run away
