Curation

I sat listening to each of the stories of the heroes, I was only interested in the one that had named me, but the dwarf did not talk about me again. They only continued telling stories of other heroes. Until all of a sudden everyone started to leave. They got tired of drinking and it was already very late.

I, like everyone else, tried to leave, but I had to do it at my own pace, I waited for most of them to leave the place, but one elf stayed and saw me. As it was only one person I didn't care much and tried to get up and leaned on the table. However she spoke to me.

-So you are the hero of the stories? It's amazing how you ended up.

I was a little surprised to see that the woman had recognized me. I didn't even know who she was.

-I see you don't know who I am. Well I was in the battle against Schlange, but as we were hundreds of heroes it's obvious that it's impossible for you to remember. Anyway, for now I can help you take care of your wounds. The war hasn't started yet, most coun
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