This is the story of Dumed Kekimurist "Dumed Splatterdagger" a dwarf from the dieing dwaven civilization of The Galley of Saftey"
13th of Felsite, 1183I find myself in this lovley roach infested hamlet of Paddlecuddle. Whish is part of The Virtuous Empire. I was a guard to a trade caravan that I somehow managed to loose, or they lost me. Not really sure which is the case. Either way I find myself here, alone, and far from the last vestige of my civilization. Luckly I still have some cave lobster, water, my copper shield and silver mace. I guess I should talk to the locals and find out about my surroundings. No sence in wandering blindly about. No idea why they think Ironhelm the Ocean-Castle is of any relevent info, considering it is on the other side of the world. But it is far closer to home than this roach infested place is, so it warms my heart a bit.
I wander around the town while I decide what I'll do next. I come upon a house covered with gore on the inside. In it stands four Humans. A bonedoctor, dyer, spinner and an hebalist. The dyer, herbalist, and spinner are all injured in some way, standing or laying next to a corpse of a hammergobin. While the doctor is fine, but has the blood of the dead goblin dripping from her dagger. The seen makes me feel unprotected so I don the dead goblin's iron helm and iron mail shirt. Assuming that the doctor would need help I ask if I can be of service. The doctor says yes, That I should go kill a vampire in the nearby hamlet of Nameknit. This vampire has supposedly killed over 1300 in its time. Since the doctor was more interesed in sending me on my way to kill someone, I asked the dyer if he had any need of service. He proceeds to loudly tell me I should confront in kill the local bonedocter, whom the whole town is conviced is a vampire.
I accuse the doctor, to which she proceeds to fly into a rage. We all rush her. I swing my silver mace right to her head, getting the first blow in, bruising her spine. Next thing I know she with her copper slicing knife she slices the herbalist's head clean off. Shorty after that the poor dyer's head goes rolling away from its body also. I get some more blows in but I am not doing any serious injury. The vampire bites the spinner's third finger on his right hand and rips it off with her mouth. Suddenly the vampire is all over me slicing wildly. I try to flee....to no avail.