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Well, that was...anti climactic. Don't worry, Gnagnatsu...I'm sure there will be more opponents for you in the future. I think we should stay here a while..and enjoy the culture. Let's get a bowl of noodles and some tea. I'll buy the first round...but I'm not buying any after that...feeding Dimak would likely ruin me financially... Goran jests with a smile.
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"Sorry Gnagnatsu, that wasn't my intention. I can't believe these guys were such lightweights!"
Dimak looks truly sorry... but then suddenly, the barbarian's face lights up, and he exclaims with a smile:
"If some more turn up you can have them all -
And I will avenge you if you fall.
Hahahahaha!"
He heavily pats the Gnignja on the shoulder, still laughing at his own crude attempt of rhyming.
Afterwards, the dwarf draws his wand of infernal healing and tries to use it on himself.
It takes a few attempts (with violent shaking and cursing in between), but finally he gets it to work and his wounds start to close.
"Boy, I'm hungry... I hope we get some good food when we return!"
"Aw, man! Only first round, Goran? Then I really hope they also have a kingsize bowl for me...", Dimak answers with a wink. He throws a fistful of coins on the table.
"Second round's on me.
I want some hard liquor with my tea!
Hahaha!"
"This is an interesting place to visit and I might stick around a little longer, especially if the people keep celebrating our accomplishments."