A tale of wits and boldness

[stoned-raider]

A pretty drunken hin is sitting at a table in the corner of the Friendly Arm Inn. He's telling his story to anyone who cares to listen, and since he's also buying drinks for everyone, that's quite a few people. Once more the hin raises his voice as a man takes seat and accepts the free ale.

"So ... as I was telling the others already, there was me and those other two. Munk and johnny. Fine Fellows. So we were in that cave, aye? Trying to solve that thrice-cursed damned riddle. Me and Johnny just met this fella named Munk, when the lot of us was ambushed by gibberlings. Hordes of them I tell you."

The hin takes a good pull from his mug and then addresses the barmaid:

"We'll need more ale here. Keep the mugs filled. Where was I? Right! Ambushed! Strange thing was, they came from the same direction we also came from. And there was nothing and noone just a few moments before. So how could this happen? Magic? Hardly. More likely a secret passage. And it was one indeed, leading down into the darkness. So down we went, and after some lightless, spooky corridors and after almost beeing eaten by a centipede, the size of a horse, we came into this large hall. Heard the chanting from a distance already and then we finally saw what that was about. About a dozen ... did I say a douzen? At least two or three dozens of gibberlings standing in front of that large ... creature, no idea what it was. Looked scary though. So they were chanting their chants and suddenly Johnny had this great idea. I made him the size of a giant with this wand, and he just walks up them and tells them:
"The master sends me. It is his will that you obey. Sacrifice the unworthy, it is his will."
The gibberlings had no clue what he was saying judging by the looks on their faces. That large thing though, he understood fairly well. A few moments and magical mutterings later, all the gibberlings were dead. It's still getting better though ..."

The hin takes a dramatic break and empties his mug

"Then Johnny tells him: "Also it's the masters wish that you give us as much gold as we can carry and your best magical trinkets!" And guess what? He did it! Also showed us the way out afterwards. As a last command, we told him to go looking for that horse-sized centipede and slay it as a gift to his master. Can't believe how hard we laughed once we were outside again. Proves once more that wits and boldness wins over muscles any time."

The hin takes his refilled mug and looks through the bar room. As a man dressed in leathers enters, he waves him over.

"Hey there, care for a free drink and a fantastic story? Then take seat 'n be my guest."

And so it goes on.