“The dragon's lair is located in an old dwarven fortress, abandoned for some unknown reason—perhaps it was too clean? Who knows? It seems dwarves don't wash very often. Actually, this is completely unrelated, but interesting: have you noticed that time passes differently in the rest of the world when you gamble? It's just a personal theory, but if you've ever played a few card or dice games, you've probably noticed... But I digress... Anyway, the fortress isn't so clean anymore, and there are cobwebs and adventurers' skeletons everywhere. The trick to getting through without any trouble is to always go straight ahead. It's a real little stroll, and you avoid wasting time. You'll arrive directly at the treasure. Well, there are a few other rooms before that, for example, a magic fountain where I was able to restore my strength. Then all you have to do is blow up a tiny little monster and you can loot whatever you want. There was also a prisoner a little further on, but since she was driving me crazy, I left her there.”
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You thank the monkey for his (expensive) advice and head to 143.