When the dwarf comes along, crossbow ready, I sit there, for a long time.  I clean myself up.  I bind my wounds.  I eat lunch.  I stay absolutely, tremendously calm as the dwarf aims the crossbow at him.  After I've let him wait for an annoyingly long time, I stand up and follow, not saying a word.  When he finally shows the tunnel, I turn to him, and in a blur, my clenched fist cheerfully greets the dwarf's jaw as I raise my sword once more, considerably more eager to fight this time.<br/><br/>Skill: 11/11<br/>Stamina: 21/26<br/>Luck: 10/12<br/>Inventory: 2 gold, 6 provisions, potion of luck, a dagger, a wooden mallet, 10 iron spikes, iron key, sapphire<br/><br/>Decision: I punch the dwarf.<br/><br/>Action: I eat three rations.