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(I fear we may need a summary. Arghh) 

Here you go Mama! :hug: (text in red is what has been added since the last summary)

 

Recap on the story so far:
 
Once upon a time, there was a mysterious, young and sweet man. He sold his wares everywhere. No one seemed cognizant or interested and most eagerly ridiculed his dog. Waking up early, one bright sunny day, he sang a quick, familiar song. He look outside to find creepy old men dancing around, wearing only suspenders and black kilts. He stopped and thought of stories to tell the strange capering fools, stories that foretold the terrible tale of the headless crows. Not a day late or minute early, he finally grew tired of the cruelty his sisters had inflicted on Fido, the dog his boyfriend had brought him from his visit to an abandoned castle. 
 
He then got bitten twice over, quite seriously by a poisonous fish. Feeling sick, he urgently sought help from the ancient but kindly Bear Man. As ludicrous as it seemed to everybody, the bear was a great wizard, hundreds of years old. He entered cautiously and noticed that the cave was covered in shag tobacco. The man felt that he was in another world. He was stumbling and slipping across a wet sheet of rabbits blood, and that spoke entirely too clearly. Now he found himself in a pickle, should he or should he not go give the rabbit a good cleaning? He took a piece of rabbit fur and dabbed some water on it. Without hesitation, he touched his face with wet fur and then he touched his legs. After he finished, a huge mound of sudoku appeared from a waterfall. The water felt cool and he put his hand into it to see if there was an pixie poo that smelled not the right kind of phew. Suddenly he pulled back in fright as he touched something gooey and warm. The stench made his toes curl and his eyes water. Carefully he looked for something to wipe the goo off his body, but the smell and stain were clearly too much for his tiny handkerchief to clean up. Almost desperately, he grabbed a pack of denture cleansers his granny used to have tucked inside her baggy and left the cave and went running through a bleak glade. He stopped abruptly when a dragon soared across the sky towards him. He looked to the left side where a giant nest was trembling without any reason why. Should he look inside the nest? He thought carefully and decided that he should wear his thin lightweight armour with the chain mail gloves. He then moved towards the nest, keeping his wits and touched his lucky pendant. He inhaled deeply and smelled something nasty. The dragon revealed his big teeth and started speaking, 
 
"Be warned," he growled, "I spit fire!" And then he raised his head to stare menacingly at the man, flames shooting out of his nostrils. Suddenly the giant next burst into smithereens. The whole structure floated haphazardly in the air and splintering then in his head, an idea took shape. He could use the lucky pendant and ask the dragon for advice. Before he made eye contact, the green dragon smiled eerily and he nodded his head. "Yes, human", said the dragon, " you never look at the eyes." Focusing instead on his pink top-hat, the dragon said, "Forming a healing elixir won't protect you. You have to go out and search for the golden fleece to protect the little angel." So the Devil said he won't help them. But it never hurts to ask.
 
The dragon scoffed as he smoked and puffed, "Do you come here often? Because you look hot!"
 
"This is utter nonsense and awkward for me," said the young hero. He was shocked to know that everyone heard about the unusual behavior of the Dragon. It was sad, because everyone didn't see how flirting with the beautiful man could help.
 
The Dragon rose and flew across the fields. Towards what appeared to be the biggest castle in Philadelphia. As the Dragon neared the frightened citizens , he flapped his large and powerful wings. Suddenly, there were many small birds darting towards the eyes of the Beast. Unfazed, he roared loudly and soared vehemently toward the offending flock.
 
The birds stayed their course. The Dragon was not deterred. He plunged and barreled into the flock. Flames began shooting out of his maw, engulfing each marauding avian. And firing away, he turned sharply towards Philadelphia.
 
This was the time to return to where the Grand Wizard presided over the Council of Alchemists. Upon reaching the hidden rendezvous, they opened [an] old, rusty, and worn gate, entering a cavernous orifice. Without looking back, they entered.
 
He torpedoed the passageway, revealing a secret door. The door lead to a long dark tunnel filled with dank disagreeable air. Clanking metal from the ceiling swung dangerously close to the dragon, who was eating the remnants of its latest meal. Unbeknownst to him, our hero crept silently towards him.
 
Brandishing his crossbow, he...

 
fired upon
Edited by Drew Espinosa
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