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[klefenz]

Taliking with a fish cleaner, i ask for a cease of hostilities, he agrees.

Me: Goodbye.

*Fish cleaner fires his crossbow at me*

Fish Cleaner: Goodbye.

[Kamamura]

Taliking with a fish cleaner, i ask for a cease of hostilities, he agrees.

Me: Goodbye.

*Fish cleaner fires his crossbow at me*

Fish Cleaner: Goodbye.

Okay, one last bolt, and we are friends ;-)

Makes sense, if you landed the first blow.

[TheSaberTooth]

Me: Come, Join me on my adventures!
Crossbowman: *spits at me* Surely any place is better than this, lets be off!

[klefenz]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Still dont know why everyone wants me dead, must be those goblins I killed.

I still havent had anyone spit on me or say "I hate you", theyre always so polite when they try to stab and shoot me.

[ICBM pilot]

I was ambushed four times by a party of one and every time he just retreated and the next time he ambushed me I just tried to talk to him and it went something like this:
me: how's life around here?
him: I just attacked Thathil Crossrushed(me)
me: where can I find Thathil Crossrushed
him: I don't know, I don't even know anyone who might know

[The W axis]

[FallenAngel]

I got spat at by a child right when I started.
He then ran into a wall and tried to climb it without knowing there was a ceiling.
The conversation was like this:

"Hello, child"
"I hate you."
The child spits.
"Hello child"
"I hate you"
The child spits.
The axeman spits.

I spat back, and it landed in his hair.

[TheCoolSideofthePIllow]

"That good, huh?"

[Megaman_zx]

That perfectly sums up this buggy release.... it's epic!!!! then it crashes....      can't wait for everything to be stabilized and the mods to be updated XD

[IronTomato]

HAha, Weasel story is hilarious. Another slightly edited story from my adventure:

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Ugo MaliceBeards, human outcast and traveller, have been crossing a mountain pass for several days. Tired and dehydrated, his body longed for a proper night's rest and warm food. He was approaching a site that should, according to his maps, contain a dwarven settlement. Ugo expected ramparts, walls, sturdy gates, and watchful patrols, but to his surprise, all he found was a hole in the ground with a ladder. Carefully, he descended the ladder and found himself in a dusty cave, dimly lit with several torches, with a few beds and sparse furniture. A single, healthy and content looking dwarf was sitting at a table carving a figurine from wood.

"Hello, my name is Ugo MaliceBeards. Could you please tell me about your local troubles?"
The dwarf turned his creation in his hands, looking at it from several angles. "Well met, Ugo. We have here ... abductions, night horrors and bandits."
"Tell me about the bandints, then."
"A month ago, Borpo PlasticAxe, bandit leader and heathen, has started to terrorize local people with his band called Romantic Colors."
"And could you tell me where I could find this Borpo, friend?"
"You cannot find him, for he is dead. A troll called Buchu NightCabbage has abducted Borpo three weeks ago, torturing him to death shortly after."
"My blade longs for heroic deeds. Tell me, where could I find this troll Buchu to prove my mettle?"
"You could find him in a nearby forest, he won't put much of a fight."
"Why is that?"
"Two weeks ago, my friend and companion Urist LongBottoms has tracked and killed this monster, whose lust for murder cost lives of hundreds."
"That's excellent news, I would like to meet your friend Urist, commend his bravery and perhaps learn from him about combat."
"I am afraid that is not possible, my friend, for Urist has left this world a week ago. He was killed at midnight in his sleep."
"And pray tell me, who committed this craven murder?"
Suddenly, the torches' flames dimmed a bit, and a chilling breeze blew through the cavern. In a moment of darkness, the eyes of Ugo's host gleamed with red light and he naked his long, white teeth in an ugly smile.
"That is an excellent question, Ugo, I thought you would never ask. It's time I told you about the night horrors that plague this land."

This sounds like it should be a folk tale or something. It's awesome.

[XXSockXX]

Crosspost from First Impressions thread. No idea what is going on.

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Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: Greetings.  My name is Ingish Mirrorgilt.
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: Is this an attack?  What's going on?!
You: Ah, hello.  I'm Urvad Oarblockades.  Traveling alone in the wilds?!  You know better than that.
The Suturer spits!
You block The flying Ingish Mirrorgilt's dwarf spit with the copper shield!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: I hate you.
You: Hello Ingish.
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: I hate you.
You: At least it doesn't rain down here.
You: How have things been?
The Suturer spits!
You jump away from The flying Ingish Mirrorgilt's dwarf spit!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: Well, let's see...  we've got beasts and bandits.
You: Tell me about the beasts.
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: A beast from the wilds has been harassing our people.  The creature is R„duk Unguilds the cheetah.
You: That's terrific!
You: Tell me about the local ruler.
The Suturer spits!
The flying Ingish Mirrorgilt's dwarf spit misses You!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: The Murky Lance rules Boatssocket.  It's for the best.
You: Do they have a firm grip on these lands?
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: They do not feel challenged at all.
You: Where are their forces?  Are there patrols or guards?
The Suturer spits!
You jump away from The flying Ingish Mirrorgilt's dwarf spit!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: You sound like a troublemaker.
You: Does this settlement engage in trade?  Tell me about those places.
You need a free grasp to hold the terrain.
You: Hello Ingish.
The Suturer spits!
You jump away from The flying Ingish Mirrorgilt's dwarf spit!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: I hate you.
You aren't picking up any odor in particular.
You punch The Suturer in the lower body from behind with your left hand, bruising the muscle and bruising the guts through the sheep wool cloak!
You grab The Suturer by the throat from behind with your right upper arm!
You aren't picking up any odor in particular.
You: You must yield!
The Suturer spits!
You block The flying Ingish Mirrorgilt's dwarf spit with the copper shield!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: I yield!  I yield!
You release the grip of Your right upper arm from The Suturer's throat.
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: Has the tide turned?  Ahhhhhhh!  No!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: Stop!  This isn't happening!
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
You: Hello Kogan.
Kogan Nicatrakust, Craftsdwarf: This is my fight too.  This might require an answer.
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
Kogan Nicatrakust, Craftsdwarf: I've defeated many fearsome opponents!
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
You kick The Craftsdwarf in the neck with your left foot, bruising the muscle and bruising the upper spine's bone through the cave spider silk cloak!
The Craftsdwarf attacks You but You jump away!
You punch The Craftsdwarf in the head from behind with your right hand, bruising the muscle through the white stork leather hood!
Kogan Nicatrakust, Craftsdwarf: In the midst of conflict...  I laugh in the face of death!
You punch The Craftsdwarf in the neck from behind with your left hand, bruising the muscle through the cave spider silk cloak!
You kick The Craftsdwarf in the head from behind with your left foot, bruising the muscle through the white stork leather hood!
You: You must yield!
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
Kogan Nicatrakust, Craftsdwarf: You first, coward!
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
You attack The Craftsdwarf but She jumps away!
The Craftsdwarf has moved out of range!
The Craftsdwarf misses You!
You can't stand up -- somebody is in the way.
The Craftsdwarf strikes at You but the shot is blocked with the copper shield!
Kogan Nicatrakust, Craftsdwarf: Is this an attack?  What's going on?!
You: You must yield!
The Craftsdwarf strikes at You but the shot is blocked with the copper shield!
Kogan Nicatrakust, Craftsdwarf: You first, coward!
....
[after prolonged fighting I lost patience]
....
You hack The Craftsdwarf in the head from behind with your bronze battle axe and the severed part sails off in an arc!
Kogan Nicatrakust, Craftsdwarf has been struck down.
The Suturer spits!
The flying Ingish Mirrorgilt's dwarf spit misses You!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: Greetings Urvad.  Been in any good scraps today?
The Suturer stands up.
You: Hello.  It is good to see you.  Traveling alone in the wilds?!  You know better than that.
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: I hate you.
You: Not a half hour ago I slew Kogan Chainedtombs.
The Suturer spits!
You jump away from The flying Ingish Mirrorgilt's dwarf spit!
Ingish •nuloltar, Suturer: It was inevitable.

[TheCoolSideofthePIllow]

I got spat at by a child right when I started.
He then ran into a wall and tried to climb it without knowing there was a ceiling.
The conversation was like this:

"Hello, child"
"I hate you."
The child spits.
"Hello child"
"I hate you"
The child spits.
The axeman spits.

I spat back, and it landed in his hair.

How do you spit back at them? Is it an option or automatic?

[Steelmagic]

I got spat at by a child right when I started.
He then ran into a wall and tried to climb it without knowing there was a ceiling.
The conversation was like this:

"Hello, child"
"I hate you."
The child spits.
"Hello child"
"I hate you"
The child spits.
The axeman spits.

I spat back, and it landed in his hair.

How do you spit back at them? Is it an option or automatic?

x, then go down to natural abilities, spit on all the things.

[jocke the beast]

Me: Come, Join me on my adventures!
Crossbowman: *spits at me* Surely any place is better than this, lets be off!

I read this 5 minutes ago, laughed my ass off....and can't stop laughing...girlfriend wonders...can't explain...better then any comedy I've ever seen/read... 

[Andux]

One of my companions talking to the other:



Betca McSwordsalot confirmed for socially awkward penguin with a crush.