9x-xx-xx 39 Nightmare

Onward, good Honda! Here are the battlements of the city.

Soon we shall rest. And there will be plenty of oats for you, my faithful steed. What is your business, Sileen stranger? I come in peace, seeking only shelter for the night. Well, you're welcome, inter!

What a dismal feeling pervades this town, Honda. Good Shoppkeeper, why do the people mourn? The dragon, for years we have gifted him to Sheepbeach Day to appease his appetite. Never have I seen such sadness over the loss of sheep?

We do not mourn the sheep, but the Lamb to the flute. Our flocks are no more. Now the names of the town folk are drawn by love till each day one goes forth to let their turn.

Today we lose the beauties clear in the daughter of the king. Good people of Silene, we are spared for another day. Let not your hearts be heavy. Who know when ride forth to save our daughter?

I will. George of Capadocia. I will end your suffering. You are fearless, stranger. Open the day! Travel with speed and may my blessing protect you. Weep no more, my princess, for I am here to save you.

Don't save me. I must die. No, only the dragon will die today. I will give you my hand and marriage if you succeed. But, Huck, the dragon approaches me. Oh, yummy. Two meals today. Damn that! You have died for the last time on the citizens of Ciline.

Oh, how ferocious. What a nice tasting morsel you are. But I think I prefer you. Cha grue. Oh my gosh! I'm burning! I'm burning! Help me! Help! Oh geez, uh, yeah, I'm fine. Just a second.