025 – Dragon Shrine

Here we are, well dressed but without a new weapon. Too bad, I would have liked a new fancy hammer, I still have the good mace, a faithful reliable companion. The shrine of the dragons is really strange, I am greeted here with a bow, at first I thought okay, no mutual slaughter, here is some decency and politeness again. I soon learned that this is just a kind of ritual before a huge opponent is thrown at my feet. His weapon is more than twice as long as mine, it hits four times as hard and the opponents really have no stamina problems at all. They can throw combos and punches one after the other without recovering. On top of that, they wear thick iron armour. I feel like I’ve been fooled somehow. Is this some kind of test? I mean everything in this existence is against me, everyone tries to betray or kill me sooner or later. Sometimes I think I’ll just settle down somewhere near the Heath Tower and let time pass while I sleep, swim and eat. What do I actually eat? Where does the food come from? I don’t see any trees, fields or bushes. For me, everything here speaks of some kind of dream.