Morticrin is in a bit of a bind. I'll let him explain it to you all, but suffice to say that he needs good advice. A lot of good advice. The wizard Dillingar has opened up a conduit in his brain to access the wisdom of another dimension in an effort to help this process along. Unfortunately, that dimension happens to be the SQL storage of this forum as queried through this thread.
The process will be quite simple: Morticrin needs advice -> He thought-vomits the necessary information to the boards -> His brain processes your replies as answers -> He acts on the advice in the best way he sees fit -> He needs further advice.
Please note that he can distinguish your individual replies as distinctive voices, and he is perfectly capable of entirely ignoring flagrantly horrid advice givers.
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Hello Bay... 12? Um. I'm Morticrin, and I'm roughly nineteen years old. I've been told that where you come from is entirely incompatible with my world, and I hope that will your advanced knowledge you'll be able to solve my problems!
You see, my dragon was kidnapped by an evil princess, and I have been many days on the road. My younger sister, and my even younger brother have accompanied me on this quest. We're mildly armed, and we've been walking through forest for the past three days. We only recently discovered that the tree spirits have become angry with us.
I'm curious what an appropriate sacrifice might be?