Oh no, sir—you’ve gotten soaked! Come in, don’t stand there; there’s already a puddle under you. What do you say? Ah, you’re a minstrel? So you collect stories. Then come in— I have plenty of them, more than enough, as well as time. But I don’t have anyone to talk to… So what exactly are you interested in? Archie the Fearless? Sure— I know him. I know that fellow. An adventurer, a daredevil, and a free hunter for all sorts of rare things. That’s him—Er’Skay: a secret agent of the Coordination Service, a scout of an elite unit called the Web. Stop! What do you mean—“the Web”?! Oh, you’re not in the know… Then make yourself comfortable by our hearth—here’s a blanket. There, old friend, bring the guest some beer. And I could use some too—so the story will be long. There will be everything: chases and fights with magic swords and other stabbing-slicing weaponry, love and betrayal, and an unrelenting super-villain, friends, enemies, and dragons (where would we be without them).
So, the thing was like this…