Now the biggest, strongest, most well hung elf in the forest Brian leaves the puny new Nullo. And heads back to the Tavern to look for more trouble and maybe get to use it new Magical ring again. Back at the Tavern Brian looks around the tap room, wondering where his next challage will come from. When he spots a massively muscled Minotaur leering at him from across the room. Brian returns the Minotaur's smile, and motions for him to come over. The big bull man just smiled his evil smile, as he stomped crossed the room, heading toward the elf. Brian return's the bull man's smile thinking all the muscle on this massive beast will make a fine addition to his own, and he might even get a chance to add a few feet of lenght to his big manhood. "What you smirkin' at little one?" The Minotaur inquired, as he drew close to Brian. "I was just wonderin' what a old milk cow like you is doing in here." Brian replied with a smile, knowing that this would injure the big Minotaurs ego, and so it did. "Cow! I'z no dumb beast, an damn sure aint no female!" The bull man snorts angerly displaying his massive sheath and bull ball's. "I'z should break ya'z in two fer jest sayin' that!" The Minotaur growled angerly, his head swelling with all his masculine pride. "Well... let's take this up to yer room, and we'll see who is superior. Mayhaps we'll find some sort of test of strength" Brian said, with no intent to lose. "Or are ya a afraid of being milked?"