» Thu Jun 14, 2012 5:24 am
Well this one time, I was taking a nice whizz behind a bush. It was night, so I wasn't wearing anything and all of my gear was back at the tent, and then all of a sudden a dragon comes out of no where and almost lands on me! I rolled out of the way and jumped up, hands on my hips with a bushel of leaves to cover me unmentionables. Grabbing a stick, I did battle with the dragon and then both of them attacked me! Both of them? I thought there was only one? I hear you say. Indeed, but then another one appeared from underground and instead of breathing fire, it was breathing ice-trolls and mudcrabs!
As the battle resumed, I was wielding my trusty warblade, which was still a stick and this point and smote the first dragon in one mighty swing and then proceeded to strangle the remaining dragon while fending off the small army of regurgitated trolls off with my feet! Long-story short, don't mess with Ulfgar Iron-Brand.
To sum it up. Weapons, and lots of ale to make the story more exciting.