Tale 3 told by Thulsa on 18.09.2000
Tale of Power

As usual I was sitting idle in Grimsword's pub,
minding my own business. When this known noble
of Ciduul came walking in, pretty beaten up. 
He walked in to have a glass of wine and just
relax.
  Perhaps not, because a noble wouldnt
usually drop in to this bar. It could mean
troubble, the city's brawlers like to beat
up those fancy dressing, perfume smelling
guys. And that was just what happened, some
big brute walked up to him, said something
nasty and all hell was to break loose on
this poor noble. Everyone was sure that he
would get beaten up and laughed at. Just
after he took the first punch, he looked
with a strange eye at the brute. An evil
grin came up and suddenly he shouted louder
than I have ever heard. The world blackened
for me, and apparently for everyone as well.
When we woke up the brute was laying in a pool
of blood, with the noble sitting in his chair
again, smiling and drinking on his vine. And 
he said "Blargh, there are nice things to 
explore down south !"

Thulsa, the adventurer.