"When Siroket came for me, I used my gloomiest voice to recite a spell in a language I'd only just invented. O

"When Siroket came for me, I used my gloomiest voice to recite a spell in a language I'd only just invented. On my signal, the kobold ignited the tobacco, the whole sack of it, and clouds of stinky smoke filled the air. I pretended to go into a fit. That was the second sign, and kobold started to play his flute. Have you ever heard a deaf-mute kobold play the flute? The winds have truly gone wild. The final hurricane is descending – the end of all times! And the squirrels, my loyal friends – the squirrels start screeching in different voices, from their hiding places behind the rocks. The overall effect was terrifying, I must admit."