11th Hematite, 1066
Today I awoke to find the pub I usually play at closed. I talked to Mes, and his explanation is that he can no longer afford the debts. I should have known, since I found him in the dungeons of Spikeshow, sentenced for life. I'm beginning to lose enthusiasm for this whole tavern bard gig anyway. There have been no new tales of late to satisfy the need for adventure of the crowds. Mercenaries in this part of the world just aren't as successful anymore.
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I took a walk, and a few minutes ago arrived in Glowinggarnish, a hamlet a few miles south of the city. People here seem quite freindly and outgoing, so I'm going to see if I can find some interesting tales to tell.
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So far I've heard tale of some mighty beasts;
- Sitsu Drinkgill the Rains of Weather the hill titan in some shrine called Necrosquids the Rosy Drinks out in the Splattered Hills, but nobody knows where exactly that is. Admittedly, I've never heard of it, but the story is short and concise and amounts to "nobody has ever been brave enough to confront the beast."
- There's Afuni Bristledcanyons the giantess in Hermitscar, also in the tundra near the Painful Axe. All she's ever known to have done was steal something of value, and there are no tales of any attempt to retrieve it, but it is known where to find her, and I have marked it on my map.
- Usmza Jewelheats the Luxurious Pearls the dragon, out in Fortunewealthy somewhwere in the Splattered Hills. He's renowned for killing over twenty-two men, but nobody can tell a tale I don't already know from someone elses' tomes.
- The forest titan Ukal Sunkenpaddles the Gut of Rocks in Skulltwilight the Froth of Grease, again out in the Splattered hills, and again it has yet to be located. Never understood why peasants want to name locations nobody has ever visited before.
I'll Visit the Robust Virtue, the local mead hall, and see if the hearthpersons have anything to say.
A bowman by the name of Ratad told me about yet another titan, one of the swamp, by the name of Thalu Bloatwasps the Glacier of Dells, known to have killed nine men in its lust for murder. It lives in Chantbasins, somewhere in the Splattered Hills, and nobody knows where.
Hah! I have met a dwarf there in the mead hall by the name of Etur Avuzzimesh who DOES know where to find these places! She declined visit any of them, but at least I've learned something. Unfortunately, they're all well outside the reach of the Realms of Touching. Etur must be a foreigner, and a well-travelled one. Nobody has heard of her, though.
I went back and spoke to Etur again. She's the daughter of Sodel Faithstaves, a mayor of The Comedic Mirror who gained her position in the year 800. That's 266 years gone! She mentions no other family members, however, and claims she's been here in Glowinggarnish offering her services at arms to the lord for ninety-three years. I find it hard to believe not a single man knows of her if that's the case, and has apparently done very little in the way of practising arms. This woman is possibly the most pacifistic warrior I've ever heard of. She told me about a lair named the Sewer of Fright, at least, but not what dwells there. Perhaps I will visit; it is not far. A hammerman taught me a little about hammer use and mentioned the lair of a roc, Clodpears, far to the south. The lord of the town granted me a suit of armor and wished me well on my quest to defeat the evils of the world, even though I told him I was seeking great legends to tell of.
I decided to spend the afternoon chasing down game in the woods of the splattered hills south of town while I think about things. I caught a tiercel peregrine and beat it a few times. I think if I practice more, I can at least change careers. Damn bird flew away, though. I walked out into the Skinny Blizzards and there I found a reptile woman! A vampire, no less. She fled from me, screaming only about how she must withdraw. I didn't think I was that frightening, even in this suit. I managed to kill a falcon on the way back, and I'm about to spend the night in the mead hall in Glowinggarnish.
12th Hematite 1066
I awoke this morning from a strange dream, wherein my patron deity Nithim Focussilk the Berry of Singing commanded me to go forth and seek a "Museum" in lands beyond our realm, to spread the songs of my own heroic deeds and bring glory to the world again. I went outside to cook breakfast, and was attacked by a reptile woman vampire. I fought with her, but was forced to retreat back indoors, where she was cornered and slain by a spearman. I think she was the same I saw in the tundra.
I travelled south to the hamlet of Musclepatterns and there I met a man by the name of Abla Zapaspika who claims to be a necromancer more than four-hundred years old! I find it hard to believe, honestly. I also met another necromancer, Adith Squarebristles, who claims to have been fighting for around two-hundred fifty years. They claim they recently reclaimed the hamlet in the name of the chocolate councils or something, under the leadership of Heju Beaststeeds. A strange band they are, with a dozen or so warriors and an army of civilians. I hired a dwarf crossbowwoman by the name of Fikod and an axeman by the name of Ama to accompany me on my quest for the Museum.
On the outskirts of the nearby town we found a goblin swordsman, a bandit most likely, creeping through the underbrush near us. Ama chased him down and slew him while I and Fikod struggled to keep up. We later found a lair inhabited by the serpent woman Hibor Ladgivit, who was very hospitable and polite. She was apparently a tanner for thirty-four years, but has no family. There was a clutch of three eggs in her burrow, but she admitted that they would never hatch for she had no mate, and that we may take them if we like, so I did, and we will also spend the night here with her, as the town we know to be abandoned and overrun with thieves.
13th Hematite 1066
We awoke this morning to the sounds of conversation in the outer chamber of the burrow. When we came out, we found Hibor sitting with a cave fish woman, whose name is Nebo Sudemlapip. She was apparently a regular housemate of Hibor's, who was out last night hunting. Unlike Hibor, who is lithe and incredibly muscular, Nebo is quite fat. She was an animal trainer for thirty-two years, and like Hibor was orphaned. Adjacent to their home we found the burrow of one Iki Lethecaaditha, another serpant woman, an animal trainer, and also very fat. An interesting community. The next lair we found was inhabited by an amphibian man, who appeared to have killed a human. We slew him. We also killed some dingoes for breakfast and a goblin in Paddlesprinkled for lunch (We didn't actually eat the goblin.) There was a cave fish man in a lair nearby. Friendly fellow.
We stopped by Thimblebristled for the night, a town at the southernmost tip of the kingdom. It's abandoned save for a single curious man in the keep who was talking to himself loudly before we arrived. He then found her had nothing to say to us. Very strange indeed.
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Our southward journey continues uninterrupted. The Innocent Desert is a land of sand and sparse vegetation. And ravens. Very obnoxious ravens. Big cacti, as well. Fikod pointed out the Malodorous Hills as we passed east of them. A place of evil, or so she claims. She's been leading us south towards the Savage Point, a mountain range which is home to her ancestors. There she says we will find an abandoned fortress of dwarves with access to tunnels, so we may bypass the lands of the goblins, which control the mountain pass and associated evil forests we would otherwise have to take. She also pointed out a lair for us to investigate, the Diamond Silvers, but was unsure what actually lived there. I snuck in myself and found not one but two dragons! Both females, by the names of Eve Kesmelustra Ostriabli and Obin Quemereve Usmokpalath Kima. Retched monsters to be sure, but nothing that we could hope to handle in our present state.
15th Hematite 1066
With the light fading we were forced to camp nearby. In the night we were attacked by dingoes, and Fikod was bitten many times. She survives, though, and we press on. Hopefully none of the bites become infected.
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We followed the mountains south-westwards until we arrived at the fortress of Axebuff. Here we will access the tunnels, so Fikod claims.
16th Hematite 1066
We have arrived at the fortress of Greenpillar, and thankfully found access to the surface. The caverns were a miserable, dark place, and Fikod alone could tell where we were going. The Forest of Jade here is a nice enough place. There are supposed to be elves here. The dwarves and their goblin barons couldnt tell us where to find this museum, so perhaps they will. The hillocks and fortresses here are all a strange mix of dwarven architecture and the goblins' fetish for trenches and towers.
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Late yesterday evening we visited a hillocks and found it to be overrun by goblins. Said goblins were immediately hostile to us, and a fight broke out. Ama did most of the killing, Fikod ran away, and the goblins just sort of ignored me. Most of these were civilians, and thankfully unarmed. I ordered everyone to leave.
We visited Gorgecircled, an elven forest retreat. It looked about like any other part of the forest to me. Fikod was sure the home tree should have been there, but we could find no evidence of any unusual structures besides some stone paths and a bridge.
After crossing a nearby river we found a lair, which Fikod calls Diedusts the Shade of Fate. We could not open the hatch, and so whatever remains inside does so in safety.
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We arrived in Wavedyawns, supposedly another elven capital. It seems entirely deserted. I'm beginning to wonder if the Realms of Touching is the only civilization the goblins have yet failed to conquer, and this fate can be avoided. To the south Fikod claims lays another human civilization, and hopefully there we will find someone to talk to that doesnt want to kill us.
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We crossed through a portion of the Unspeakable Hills. Their name is apt, and I refuse to elaborate further. We have arrived at the hillocks of Cuspmansions, and we will spend the night here, hidden in one of the goblins' many towers.
19th Hematite 1066
We slew many goblins in the hillocks of Laborpatterns. These vile creatures would destroy our families and conquer our homes, and I see no wrong in taking them back. The hamlet of Feaststakes we found to likewise be a goblin hold.
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This journal was found in a village which was filled with undead goblins. Two humans and a dwarf were amongst them.
So yeah, that didn't end well. Can't remember the name of that village, but I'm sure you'll recognize it the instant after you step out of travel mode and try to move on the local map. Zombies everywhere! By the way, the vampire blood didn't help.
I'll be starting a fortress now, I suppose.
Only crashes I had came from legends mode, trying to export a biome + site map. I looked at the site and populations file; 250k+ goblins, and only 50k other races added together. The world is like 50% evil biomes. It all adds up to something I find kind of depressing.
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Topic: The Museum II; adventure succession world (game is finished) (Read 116683 times)