Epilog
You wake up, as if from a trance and find yourself back in the tavern. Some of the little children have fallen asleep in their parent's arms and a little boy was sleeping on the storyteller’s lap.
"What? That's it?" asks a man to the storyteller's left.
The woman nods.
"But, com'on, peace hasn't returned, there are five Dark Lords still loose, and we don't know what happened to Shabranigdu and Ceph and besides there's still one piece of the Ruby-Eyed Lord sealed in someone's body." says another man.
"Nor what happened to the knights. And what about that little girl Edele? Why does her eye color change?" asks a woman on a table near you.
"Yeah, and who was the blond woman with the shovel and the little girls?" says a green haired girl who is sitting on the floor.
"What happened to the Golden Dragon, Filia? Did she tell Valgarv about Alas?" asks a man next to you.
"And where is Alas? What happened to her?" asked another little girl sitting on the floor.
The storyteller stands up and hands the sleeping boy to his mother.
"It's late now, maybe I'll come back tomorrow and tell you the rest of the story ... or a different one." she smiles and leaves the tavern.
Everybody looks disappointed. You finish your drink, it's a little warm because of all the waiting.
You sure are looking forward for tomorrow nights' story.
To be continued when we get an idea ^_^V