Four idiots tried to steal a witch's cat. They accidentally brought dragons back to life.
The plan was simple: distract the witch, steal her cat, return the cat, receive gratitude, possibly see her naked. Harold saw no flaws in this.
‘I just don't see how that's a bad thing,’ said Harold. ‘You keep telling me it's a bad thing but I just don't see it.’
‘You were in her closet to see her naked, Harold. She must have been terrified once she saw you there.’
‘A man has needs. Plus, she shouldn't be changing clothes next to her window if she doesn't want to draw attention.’
Across the table, Gladius was engaged in something far more important than the moral failings of his two companions. The grey-skinned orc two tables over had made the dire mistake of looking in his direction, and Gladius had decided this was a challenge. He had not blinked for four whole minutes, and was very proud of this.