So, there i am, seeking to in a most humble manner have a drink after a long day of work, alas it was not to be. Two strangers seeking the great wisdom of the slayer of the minotaur mage came and begged to hear the tale of my victory.
What could i do, they had come so far?
As i related my victory, wherein the noble intentioned if suicidal peasant who thought himself a noble followed along, acting as our mule. Where the humorously inept thief kept getting us into trouble. Where the cowardly peasants that made up the rest tried hard, yet failed, to aid me in a task only i could do.
In such awe were they, that i couldn't help but allow them to follow and see my deeds in person when the high priest called for me, knowing only I was capable of stopping the new menace.
Upon arriving it became clear that the new threat was sure to be a even greater and more glorious conquests. Descending upon the town of DieDragonDie was a vast horde of Dragons, no doubt incensed by the towns name.
As i valiantly rode off on my Griffon steed i along with my admirers camped along the northern road, but it was not to be a peaceful night…
Th, er, Six dragons attacked us in our sleep, no doubt thinking, wrongly, it was the only way they could defeat me. Silly dragons, everyone knows i can't be defeated. It was the screams of terror of one fan, a thief named Lost, that alerted me from my deep concentration.
My other companion, Tauros, charged, alas he fell head first into ones foot to little effect. I laughed, and with a single flurry of spells elimi, Ow! Uhm, oh, right, I and the most powerful living dragon and loyal friend and companion Kayess eliminated them all in one strike!
Ah yes, and then.. oh, well what do you know my mugs empty, and my throat.. its getting dry…