He nodded. "Most of the initial success is because I happen to have a good imagination, hence why I was drawn to the game that led me to know as much as I do. And I was already passing out as the other presence released the spell, though smacking my head against the roof woke me back up. At that point, I wandered over to the side of the roof, put three slugs into the still writhing mage before he got himself under control enough to heal and run, and then passed out against the blue. I woke up again about an hour before dawn, maybe an hour or three later, and went out to check and make sure that the blue and Meridia weren't trying to kill each other. The blue was still unconscious, though bringing in eleven deer, eight with their guts still in them, and one cow, woke her up enough to eat them and the forty loaves of bread I had bought. At that point, we retired back to the inn, and I passed out for a bit longer."