The daring squirrel leaped square on the wizards head . Front paws in the wizards scraggly hair , hind leg in the mages left eye. I moved forward on unsteady legs , but propelled by my own clumsey movements landed a solid blow in the wizards midsection.my second blow landed on the wizards jaw, and although i knew straight away i had broken my hand , i also knew that the wizard wouldn't be chanting any spells for a while.The agile rodent lept aside , and I merely plunged backwards as the wizard crashed to the floor holding the 2 vials. Upon impact with the floorboards both vials burst and as the pink cloud dissapated from an evening breeze a huge fat sow emerged snorting and oinking. A large cane in the corner became my weapon of choice as I struck the newly transformed pig on the hind quarters urging her through the open door. The sow ran out into the night and into the woods squealing and grunting. The squirrel chittered endlessly , and I was consumed by laughter. After a time I went to the sty and opened the gate . With effort a log was placed in front of the gate to prevent it from closing. Given time the sow wizard would most likely return. It would be a shame if she were to be deprived of the boars tender affections. In the wizards cottage i found clothing , a long knife, and a leather satchel , along with dried meat and fruit. I placed a few other items that seemed to have been precious to the wizard in a cloth bag around my neck. These items consisted mostly of unusual crystals and a few objects that going by their wieght must be gold. I turned to the squirrel and told him as best I could that i would search for another wizard with a kinder heart. I thought perhaps these crystals and such could be used for barter with such a wizard. The squirrel seemed to understand and as i broke the glass in the window other squirrels scurried in.I trashed the pantry giving access to its contents to all the squirrels through the broken window. The pantry being full of dried fruits and nuts would last a tree full of squirrels all winter. I doubted that the bushy tail rodents would be bothering the hams and slabs of bacon and sausage hanging in the pantrys stone depths. A shudder went up my spine , and I headed for the door. I thanked the squirrels over and over, and they seemed greatly excited. I exited the cottage and latched the door. With a sigh my feet carried me to a path winding deeper into the dark woods.