The Curious Death of Connubis Fluff

"Gee" thinks Fred "when am I going to meet someone useful?"

However Fred doesn't have long to wait until his prayers are answered. He soon comes across a man of middling height and eccentric garb, rummaging about in a large hessian sack and whistling what a visitor from present-day Earth would recognise as the theme from "Lost".

Fred has to cough loudly a number of times before the fellow looks up. He has a cheery, round face beaded with sweat, and a smile like a drunken saint.

"Sorry, didn't see you there, I was just - eh - busy" he announces, thrusting forward a stub-fingered hand. "Fluff is the name, first name Connubis. Vendor of lores, legends and magical items by royal appointment".

This seems like an ideal opportunity for Fred to avail himself of some dragon-slaying equipment, but hold on, Fluff has just dropped dead!

Why?

1. He has been roasted by dragon's breath!
2. Fred has stabbed him through the heart, partly to steal stuff from him, but mainly because he misheard and thought he was a vendor of whores
3. I know, it's all so meaningless, isn't it?

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