upported him. Less than 15 seconds later the boars drops to the ground disturbing a huge cloud of dust.
“Even though this meat is very tough, it’s also quite a treasure in winter times.”
Dalin throws his chains around the porcupine and drags it back to the camp. When we arrived there were already more than a dozen black armored Dragon warriors waiting. One of the men with a bunch of excrement in one hand, turned around respectfully asking: “ Dalin, did you find some more food?”
alin lays down the boar: “Yeah, its around a 500 kilo boar, you may take it. After all there is nothing like bacon, and a pot of wine in the winter. That is the good life.”
“Haha, thank you sir.”
When we hand over the porcupine a system message appears.