Lièrén looked at Shie when he was taking his break, he was nervous about continuing, he was going to have to talk about his experiences in the demon world next and he wasn't completely sure he was ready to talk about it, but he guessed it had to happen sooner or later. Clearing his throat, he stood again and held his hand up for silence when there was a round of applause from the crowd.
He cleared his throat and thought for a minute, then launced into how he had come to be stuck in the demon world, how he had broken the gate on their side, closing the tear in the world and making the world safe from the demons, how he had then had to run for hours, killing demons all the way, till he could find a safe spot, when the gate had collapsed, it had sent and energy ripple through the demon world, sending hundreds of demons into a wild frenzy, hunting down the human that was trapped on their side, making a sport of him.
Pretty soon Lièrén had come to the domain of the demon lord, he described how he travelled through the huge building made of bones and flesh, how he had gone through many demons to reach the dreaded lord within. How once he had gotten to the demonic tyrant, he had to fight for his life against a being that was miles stronger than himself, how he prevailed through trickery, mainly the use of the old distraction technique, fighting dirty the same way the demon did, winning and being granted the chance to come home, how his soul had been burnt with demon fire so he could command fire any way he wished, how the demon lord had vowed to get revenge and destroy the world.
When Lièrén finished, he bowed to the crowd of slack jawed villagers, then he went and sat down next to Shie, feeling tired and in need of a drink.
"So how did I do? Think they liked it"
Speaking with slight sarcasm, he had to try and hide a little bit as even though the villagers had begun talking to one another again, it was mainly about him, how he and Shie had gone through the mountains, speculating about his time in the demon world, occasionally looking and pointing to him when they were making a point, pretty soon he was sure he would be promoted to a village God or something, maybe telling the stories wasn't such a good idea after all.