So here I am walking into a place called Massassi's after a long day's travel. When I notice this place is all up in arms.
Oh nos! The local patrons wish to pick a fight with me. No problem. I roll up my sleeves and let my wizardry do the work.
These guys were the first to go.
But however, the noble Massassians thought they were better than I. They even brought their pet wolf to deal with me. Hah.
So after I mopped them up, I see this cowardly old man trying to be the last hero of Massassi's.
He failed.
I would just like to make this observation that I have a) entirely too much free time right now b) No shred of a life whatsoever. But it was fun doing this!