Random Acts of Nerdom

 We headed off to the west, chasing the horns, and see some hastily made barricades, and a giant rock in the path, wobbling to the side is some drunken human, in Trunau guard regalia.  The other's seem to know him, and move up to begin talking to the guy.  He rambles about setting a stone on fire and pushing it into enemy, and cutting logs, and all I can do is hold my composure at the thought of fire as a weapon... it's unnatural. Fire is for cooking, light, and warmth... do you know how long it takes a burn to heal properly, if it ever does?!  This guy is slurring, talking about how he is going to defend this as a last stand when he can barely stand.  This guy is three shits to the wind or whatever the humans say... but being the brilliant mind that I am, I remember Thid had some potions that not only healed wounds but solved poisons, and alcohol is a poison if there ever was one.  The moron must've thought we were giving him a shot of something stronger, because he downed