Griffith the Brute walks away in shame, and orders
more beer until he is so drunk he stumbles and gores himself on his own
broadsword.
"Let's go", exclaims Reizil! You
and Reizil mosey over to the blacksmith to equip yourselves.
"Because you're an acrobat
I plan to go to Corey the Baron's castle. He has the largest
hoared of gold in all the land besides the great dragon to the south.
You decide to do a practice round on the blacksmith.
"Howdy", you say to the black
smith. He looks up from his work and starts babbling about current
news. Meanwhile Reizil aerial flips over the counter and steals all his
gear with out a sound. He sneaks up behind the black smith and guts
him. You and Reizil turn around with your new equipment and walk out
towards the the old road through the abandoned forest.
"We'll do just fine you," say to
Reizil. He hands you a bag of gold he stole from the blacksmith as
well. You and Reizil move on into the night. Suddenly a storm hits and
you are down pored with rain. The only light comes from the frequent
lightning bolts.
"Some dark work is afoot," says
Reizil. Suddenly you here a rustle in the woods. Instantly you have
your
bow ready while Reizil pulls out his dagger and back flips up into a
tree.
You take in all the sounds looking for an assailant. Suddenly a shadowy
figure
pops out of the forest! You shoot your arrow and here a clang. A
whooshing
sound passes near you as the arrow ricochets. A little ugly hermit with
a
big nose steps out of the thicket.
"I'm Chadbal the pot maker, would
you like to buy a pot?"
"Um, no thanks ," you reply. You
turn your back the the hermit and start walking. Reizil falls out of
the tree and starts walking with you. Suddenly the hermit is in front
of you again.
"Would you like to buy a pot?"
he
says again.
"Um, no thanks," you say again a
little aggravated
"How about now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"No"
"Now?"
That's it. That's the last straw. You whisper to Reizil; "On the count
of three we...
buy a pot."
kill him."