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Fighting the dragon was pointless, even with a wounded monk and a commander (knight). And that’s not even mentioning the necromancer! He’s level 6. I realized we needed to retreat, so I built a squad and led them out of the stronghold. We headed towards the edge of a forest (where the tavern is). They have food and a place to sleep. It’s a 10-verst journey. The wounded were loaded onto carts. The necromancer allowed us to take the weapons and everything else we needed.

Kaspar continued to look at you for a long time, muttering: - your time has not yet come...

Sage, you walk along the tunnel for a long time, going deeper and deeper. The tunnel gradually turned into a cave. Suddenly, somewhere ahead, you heard a heavy snore... then the sound of flames, as if someone was blowing a blacksmith's bellows... again, a snore... At the same time, the cave smelled so bad that it was difficult to breathe...
What do you do?

Verdan, Givi, to your disappointment, the light led you not to the exit, but to a huge hall, illuminated by torches. In the center, a black dragon was sleeping...
- Well, this is just great...- whispered the forest elf, afraid to wake the dragon. The cave had good acoustics. - You can't kill this with a dagger... We need to sneak past as quietly as possible so as not to wake him... He's unlikely to ask his dinner if it's a follower of Malassa or not. - he added, looking at Givi.

Yes, what a predicament... The dragon was sleeping with its back to the exit... So it smelled terrible there... Verdan, Givi???

Listen, if you have something to cover your nose with, cover it; if not, cover it with your hand... Otherwise, we'll suffocate... Let's go quietly, slowly, step by step, with smooth movements...- I said to Verdan.

Through the eyes of one of the tavern visitors

I was finishing my glass of grog when the tavern doors swung open and a man from the order of paladins entered. He approached the tavern keeper and exchanged a few words. Then he counted out 10 silver coins. The keeper nodded and gave him a glass and a plate of food. Taking the glass and plate, the paladin sat down at one of the tables.



I entered the tavern and paid the bartender 10 coins for food to restore my strength. I wasn't planning on sleeping. I need to get through the dark forest at night. I need to get to the order of paladins urgently. Besides me, there were

I walked as if in a fog, leaning my hand against the wall. My thoughts were racing: what kind of move is this?; maybe it's a dream?; what am I doing in this mine?; the undead should have caught up to me by now; where am I?; it feels like I've been walking in the dark for a hundred years, maybe I'll never arrive; and where am I even going? — these thoughts flashed through my head (delirious. Apparently, the lich's shot didn't go unnoticed).
A smell brought me out of this state. No, not a smell, but a stench. As if a cart of rotten eggs had been dumped here. Wait! It smells of sulfur too, like from a dragon. I remembered the expression "you stink of sulfur like a black dragon." Then I heard a snort and it seemed a flicker of flame flashed — or did I imagine it? Everything was blurring in my eyes and I couldn't see anything clearly. Fine, whether there is a dragon there or not, I must move forward — there is no way back. Dragons are even said to be capable of speech — I think I heard about that somewhere, or did I just envision it? I struggled to move further and, after taking about ten steps, collided with someone in the gloom of the cave. My legs gave out and I slid down the wall to the floor. That was it: I no longer had the strength to stand...

- Hey, "buddy", watch it! Do you want us to join that pile near the dragon's rear? I almost tripped because of you! - however, the dark elf was standing in front and couldn't possibly run into Verdan. - That's a human! See the sword? I've heard about him... in our village, they called him "The Wanderer." When he passed through our village, I was just a kid... What happened to him?

Suddenly, I heard a voice, but couldn't make out the words. A face leaned over me – it was either human or elven. My vision was still blurry.
- Help. The undead attacked the city, a lich… I whispered and continued after a couple of seconds, - he hit me. I could barely move my tongue from thirst and couldn't utter another word.

Verdan held the flask of water to the Wanderer's lips.
- It seems something has happened. - said the Sylvan adventurer. -I wouldn't say I meet the Wanderer often, but I've never seen him like this. I think we should go into the tunnel he came from. - concluded the elf. - Are you with me? - he asked his dark "colleague".- Yes, by the way, what's your name?

Verdan held the flask of water to the Wanderer's lips.
- It seems something has happened. - said the Sylvan adventurer. -I can't say I often encounter the Wanderer, but I've never seen him like this. I think we should go into the tunnel he came from. - concluded the elf. - Are you with me? - he asked his dark "colleague". - Yes, by the way, what's your name?

Alright, let's help the "Wanderer". I'm actually used to traveling alone and not saying my name. But okay. I'm Givi. And you?

I should go. I thought, getting up and heading for the door, but a stocky elf blocked my way, saying: "........

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Elf: Halt, traveler, who are you?!

I replied: You must be joking, elf. Doesn't the cross on my armor remind you of the Order of Paladins?!

Elf: So, you're one of those layabouts.

I replied: (angrily) Be silent, elf! ....... be quiet!

This skinny elf was a regular at the tavern. He was a dark elf. He had a dagger hanging on his back. According to rumors, he's a hired assassin.

Elf: Hey, calm down! Otherwise...

I replied: (angrily, but with a smile) Don't make me laugh, elf. Or have you forgotten what a sharp sword feels like?

A few more elves got up from the tables. It was clear they weren't on my side.

Elf: You'll pay for your words! (draws a poisoned knife)

Before his friends could join him, I grabbed the elf by the collar and slammed him against one of the walls. On the way, he knocked over a table. A fight broke out in the tavern...

I, weary after the battle, enter the tavern.
I - What's going on here? I'm the captain of the guard, and if you don't stop, I'll arrest you!
Then I see the Inquisitor.
What's happening? - I ask.

I, not noticing Arthes, dodge a flying stool....

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I didn't want to use the sword and only acted with my fists. What fun! All the tavern visitors were beating each other up randomly. They were drunk....

I ask:
What's going on here? Why did you attack the church servant? I'm asking you!
In response, silence.
Well, if there's no other way, I'll draw my sword! Beware!

Hearing the sound of metal scraping against a scabbard, I thought: "So, you want to play that way!" And I drew my two-handed sword. Turning around, I noticed Arthes and, feeling relieved, headed towards him. It should be noted that they weren't attacking me, but rather fighting each other.

Yeah... Girls... Wine... Wonderful...
Maybe I'll drag some girl upstairs...
Here, I felt my bestial nature awaken within me (I'm a werewolf)...
I quickly leave the tavern and head towards the forest...
Okay... I'm here... This is the place... I transform into my true form... It's a large white wolf...
I start wandering through the forest... Suddenly, a wounded deer appears in front of me... Arrows are sticking out of its right side... It doesn't have much time left... Death awaits it...
"Friend... I will free you from your suffering..." - with these thoughts, I pounce on the deer... I tear it apart and now I'm enjoying the fresh meat...
"Hmm... I feel someone watching me... I hear breathing... There are three of them... Hunters... Friend (I address the dead deer), I will avenge you..." - I attack the hunters...
One is dead... The second is also dead... By this time, the third has already run away...
Well... it won't be hard to catch him... I quickly catch up to him and just as quickly send him to join his friends...
"Tsk... I feel someone watching me again..." - I look in that direction... "Heh... too close to the city... There's not much hunting to be done here, and morning is approaching..." - I retreat into the forest...
Morning... I return to the tavern in the form of a barbarian... The fun is still going on...