"FAREWELL BRAVE ADVENTURER! DO NOT FEEL RUSHED TO SLAY ANORAK; HE WAS POWERFUL BUT FOOLISH, AND I HAVE NO DOUBTS THAT HIS PRIDE WOULD FORCE HIM TO STAY IN THESE SEWERS UNTIL HE DEFEATS ME, WHICH WILL NEVER HAPPEN. NONETHELESS FACE HIM WHEN YOU ARE PREPARED; YOU WILL NEED YOUR FULL STRENGTH AGAINST HIM!" And with those parting words you left Micegihalc's shop, one scroll richer than before. Your allies still could not believe anything that had happen in there, more so how you handled all of it. Pylia got down onto one knee and touched your forehead with a look of worry. "Sylvia are you alright? Did looking at that monster make you go insane!? I... I don't even know if what you did was foolish or not! I'm just so... What!? What the [i]fuck[/i] was that all about?" Shortfang just stood there shivering. He wanted to say something but he didn't know enough common to verbalize it, and he just continued to mutter something in draconic gibberish. As usual, Buddy seemed to be the most leveled, but even then his written message had a sense of stoic urgency. [b][i]"We should go. Use scroll and find Grn Eyes."[/i][/b]