Here is a long story about a dwarf migrating to the fortress of Inchbolts. Custom start.
It gets good. Then it gets
real good.
You are a dwarf peasant migrating to the fortress of Inchbolts. A dwarf is short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry. Your enemies are the goblins. The Elves and Humans are your trade partners. Your skills are cheesemaking. You are traveling from the Dwarf Capital.
You have been on this journey for five days now. It has been an uneventful trip, save for the occasional goblin ambush or bandit raid. You are tired, but you will make it through.
> You check inventory.
You look at your equipment. You have no weapons or armor, so you don't need any of them. You also have no food and water.
> You forage for food.
You wander, looking for food. You come across a small village. A few huts are burning, and animals are running around, scared.
You enter the ruined hut, and you find a dead goblin.
> You loot the goblin.
You take the dead goblin's dagger, which is a good knife.
You then collect some meat from a dead pig and a few apples from trees.
You have some food now.
> You get the hell out of here.
You run out of the village as the goblins start to attack the village again.
You manage to escape, and you continue on your journey.
> You continue towards Inchbolts.
You arrive at Inchbolts, and a large fortress. You can see soldiers milling about, and then you see the King.
> You run in a straight line from the edge of the area towards the entrance to the fortress.
You arrive at a soldier, who is looking in the opposite direction. You throw your dagger at him, killing him. You then attack the other soldiers, killing them before they can react.
> You say "OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY I JUST REACTED"
The battle is over, but the fortress is now alert. You need to find somewhere to hide.
You see a man running out of a house, and you jump on him.
> You pretend you are someone else, ride your new steed into the fortress like everything is fine.
The man, a human, is panicking.
"Please! Help me! I am a miner from the Karst Trench! I was imprisoned in Gilboa by a derro!"
"What?
> You say "Look, just humor me here, ok? I just want to make cheese underground."
"Yes...okay."
You sneak him into the fortress. You then go back to the entrance and say you are a miner from the Karst Trench, an oath you made up while talking to the man.
> You say "Greetings from Karst Trench. I am a miner from there but I also look like a dwarf. I want to make cheese."
The King of Inchbolts lets you in, and you go to find somewhere suitable to make cheese.
You see several rooms underground that could be used. Suddenly, a dwarf comes up to you.
> You say "Hello"
The dwarf, wearing a crown, looks at you. He then says "Oh, so they let the dvergrs in here now, is it?"
Dwarves are a subterranean race.
> You say "This is a dwarven fortress. What's your point."
"My point? My point is, why the hell are you here?"
You are taken aback. How would the dwarven king know that you are a dvergr?
> You say "I want to make cheese. I just want to make cheese."
The dwarf, wearing the crown, looks at you.
"Listen, dvergr, if you're looking to break into my gold reserves, you're going to be severely disappointed. Go bother someone else."
> You say "I'm see that you don't understand how cheese is made, but that's why you need my services. I formally request a grant for the purpose of cheese production and research."
The dwarf thinks for a moment, before looking at you.
"I see. So you're an idiot."
He walks off.
> You flip the king off behind his back.
You put your middle finger up in the air at the king, who winces in pain.
> You flip him the double bird, mouth silent obscenities.
You give him the finger and a middle finger, with your hand motions obscuring your mouth.
The king winces in pain.
"What the hell? I was just making a request..." he says.
> You say "Have a nice day your highnessness"
You leave the room, as the king looks in pain.
> You go to the food stockpile.
Cheese is made by combining milk with starter culture. You have no milk, though.
You see a door leading deeper into the fortress, and a staircase leading up to it.
> You look for the food stockpile so that you can acquire a barrel of milk.
There is no food stockpile in this section of the fortress.
You check the other rooms, corridors and holes you passed.
Eventually, you find a staircase leading down to a barrel of milk.
> You take the barrel of milk.
As you carry the barrel of milk, a human crawls out from under a barrel. He is covered in dirt and grime.
> You kick him in the teeth.
He screams, and you think he has broken a few. Laughing, you continue walking.
Eventually, you come across another staircase. You have found your way to the animal pen.
> You bring the milk barrel to the Farmer's Workshop.
You find the workshop, and the giant workshop door. You set the milk barrel against one side of the door, and open it up to place the barrel inside.
> You use Milk Barrel to create Cheese.
You go into the workshop, and find Galen, Zaren and Duggin working on various things like the enchantment of weapons, enchanting gems to act as lanterns and creating jewelry.
> You say "Hello gents, I am here to make cheese with this milk barrel."
"Hey Duggin, did you remember to water the plants?" Galen asks.
"Yeah." Duggin responds.
"Perfect." Galen replies.
> You just ignore them, and make some cheese.
You walk to the side of the workshop to get to the milk barrel. Galen, Zaren and Duggin continue working on various things.
> You pick up milk barrel.
Zaren, Galen and Duggin continue working on various things.
Galen clears his throat.
"So, are you going to use the milk or dump it out?" he asks.
> You make cheese with milk.
You grab the lid of the milk barrel. Galen, Zaren and Duggin continue working on various things.
Duggin sighs loudly.
"Ah, fine. Just don't dump it on me."
> You mAKE CHEESE.
You grab the wooden slats and begin to tap them against each other. This is called making curd. You dump the curds into a bowl, and begin stirring.
> You wait for cheese to be finished.
Galen, Zaren and Duggin continue working on various things.
"Will the cheese be ready soon?" you ask.
"Probably not," Duggin says. "It takes time to age it."
> You say "I was being sarcastic. I am a cheesemaker. I know how to make cheese. Go away."
"Ah. Yes, yes you are a cheesemaker alright." Galen says.
You hear a jet engine noise above you.
> You say "What the hell is that"
You raise your head to the sky, and look up. In the sky is a large, black stealth jet. It begins to rapidly accelerate, and dogfights begin to break out.
> You say "What is this modded bullshit"
Many men in black military clothing begin pouring out the jet, and begin leaping off the side.
Suddenly, a man leaps from the jet with a rope. You cannot see who it is.
> You pick up the completed cheese.
Galen, Zaren and Duggin are startled by your arrival.
"Who are you?" Zaren asks.
"I'm the man who's going to save your lives."
> You use the cheese to combat the men in black military clothing.
You throw the cheese at the men in black military clothing. The cheese bounces off their bodies and off their helmets.
One manages to leap off the side of the jet before it crashes down.
> You catch the cheese as it boomerangs back to you, and then pose dramatically.
You catch the cheese, and hold it with one hand against your body. Galen, Zaren and Duggin are taken aback by your display.
> You say "My name is Captain Cheesemaker. I defend the Dwarven way of life from anyone who doesn't follow it. I use my mighty cheese shield and various acrobatics to fight."
"How did you get up here?" Zaren asks. "By the looks of that jet, we should be miles down at sea by now."
> You backflip away to your hideout.
You leap off the edge of the cliff and into the void. You fall for quite some time, but fortunately you land in a giant pile of wreckages.
> You examine the wreckages.
There is a large amount of steel and iron here, which you could presumably use to make siege weaponry and other such devices.
Zaren approaches you, looking very nervous.
"Please...
> You say "How can I help you, citizen?"
The man gulps nervously.
"I... I'm here about an invasion. They're coming. We know they're coming. We think it'll be this weekend."
> You say "Where are they coming from"
"There is a island called Nalin."
"Interesting. Who's coming?
> You say "Who is coming"
"The Iron King and the Vampire Clans."
You feel a pain in your chest. It's the same one you felt when you were bitten. You remember the iron golem you encountered.
> You say "MY ARCH NEMESIS. Worry not citizen, I'll stop him for good this time."
The man breathes a sigh of relief.
> You assemble a crack team of ragtag individuals.
You call various dwarves, ogres, humans and other such creatures to join you on your quest.
"I'll lead this team." You say.
"Be my guest."
> You set off towards the island of Nalin.
Over the next couple of weeks, you travel to the Nalin continent. You encounter a few minor encounters with beastfolk patrols, but you manage to exterminate them before they can do any real damage.
> You describe the members of your team.
"There's the team." You say, as you pose for a group photo.
"We have Ogrewitch, the Halfling Hunter."
There stands a small, yet adorable female elf.
> You say "Ogrewitch, we need to infiltrate the secret base of the Iron King."
"Pleasure to meet you, halfling." she says in a chipper voice.
Duggin stands there, a massive ogre with an even more massive club.
> You say "Duggin I had no idea you were an ogre but I am happy to have you here."
"You can take out the next sentry." he says. "I'll take first shift, wake me up an hour before dawn."
> You say "Ok, the plan is that Duggin distracts the sentries from the front while we sneak in. Everyone go to sleep. We attack at dawn."
"Got it, boss." Ogrewitch says.
You have the team split up as you infiltrate the camp.
> You tell Duggin to rampage in through the front. Ourselves and Ogrewitch will sneak in.
Duggin and the other ogre smash their way through the front gates.
"Time to work." you say, drawing your sword.
You rush forward, Ogrewitch by your side.
> You sneak into the Iron King's base.
You successfully sneak into the camp.
Ogre, are able to take out several guards who are caught unawares. You immediately see the tent where the King himself resides.
> You look around for vampires.
There are none to be found.
The ogre begin to roar and smash their clubs against their respectively armored foes, breaking through.
> You sneak into the Iron King's tent.
You manage to sneak into the tent, and there you see him. The Iron King. He sits in his throne, a massive, imposing figure. You ready yourself, as he gestures toward the sword of Zelvix.
> You say "IRON KING. WE MEET AGAIN."
"Ah, yes. I heard you were in this time." He says, as he gestures toward the sword.
> You say "THIS TIME I WILL STOP YOU FOR GOOD."
"Stop? Isn't that a bit of a paradox?
> You say "I'm going to bludgeon you with cheese until you die from it, Iron King."
"Hah! Good luck, mortal. You're not going to beat me."
You run forward towards the Iron King, but he smashes you in the face with his gauntlet. You collapse to the floor.
> You get back up, Captain Cheesemaker! Use your Spin Kick!
You send your leg spinning into the Iron King's groin, and he falls back in pain. You climb onto his torso and stab him through the heart.
"No!"
> You fling your cheese wheel at the Iron King!
You hurl a cheese wheel at the King, but he deflects it with his gauntlet, tossing it aside.
"I've had enough with your cheese games, mortal."
> You say "No! My Cheese Wheel!"
The King raises his hand.
"One last challenge, mortal."
You immediately put on your bravest face that you can muster up.
"I accept!"
"Good."
> You kick him in the groin again.
You rush forward, and plant your foot into the Iron King's groin. The King grunts in pain, gripping your foot and flipping you onto your back.
> You say "OGREWITCH CAN I GET SOME HELP HERE PLEASE"
"Hang on, halfling." Duggin roars.
Duggin charges forward, headbutting the Iron King in the face.
> You fistbump Duggin, team pose.
Duggin takes a fist bump, before punching the King in the face. The King throws Duggin, then charges forward, knocking you to the floor. He stomps on your chest, breaking it.
> You trip the Iron King, then rush to pick up the Cheese Wheel.
You attempt to trip the Iron King, but he sidesteps you, knocking your legs away. He picks up your head and smashes it into the ground.
> You wrestle the Iron King. Break his wrist.
You attempt to grapple the Iron King, but he easily shoves you off. He grabs your wrist and begins twisting it.
"Breaking my wrist will not save you, human."
> You call for Duggin.
"Duggin! Come in, over!" you cry.
Nothing.
"Duggin? Ogrewitch? Any of you lot there?"
Still silence. The Iron King begins twisting your arm.
> You spin Kick out of the Iron King's grasp.
You spin out of the Iron King's grip, grabbing your sword. You rush forward, stabbing him in the chest. He grabs your wrist, twisting it.
"Suffering mortals, never taking breaks."
> You pick up Cheese Wheel.
You grab the cheese wheel, clenching it. The King grabs your head and smashes it into the ground, as you drop the cheese wheel.
> You pick up the cheese wheel again.
You grab the cheese wheel again, and as the Iron King charges forward to smash your face in, you hurl it at him. He dodges, but the cheese still hits his shoulder.
> You use the distraction to flying missile kick the Iron King out of the tent.
You spin and fly around, kicking the Iron King in the head with your steel flipflop. The King staggers back in pain, before charging forward and grabbing you by the scruff of the neck.
> You dodge the Iron King, Pick up Cheese Wheel.
You dodge around the Iron King as he charges forward to smash your head in again. You pick up the cheese wheel, before he charges forward to hit you with his gauntlet.
> You use all your strength to hurl the Cheese Wheel at the head of the Iron King.
You launch the cheese wheel at the Iron King's face, but he swats it away with his gauntlet. You watch as it hits Duggin in the chest, killing him instantly.
> You say "Maybe a cheese wheel is not a real weapon. Maybe I should be using a sword."
You look around as the Iron King prepares to smash your face in.
"Are you sure you want to use a sword here?"
> You pick up duggin's giant club.
You pick up duggin's giant warhammer, and hold it in both hands. The King charges forward to smash you in the face with his gauntlet once more, knocking you to the floor.
> You stand up and use the warhammer to hit he Iron King in the leg.
You swing the warhammer, smashing the King's metal leg. The leg buckles, but the King keeps standing. He hits you with another gauntlet blow, knocking you back to the ground.
> You use the warhammer to take out his other leg.
You swing the warhammer, smashing both of the King's legs away. He falls to the ground with a crash. You pick up duggin' club, and swing it at the King's head.
> You say "It doesn't get any cheddar than this"
You pick up the hammer, and charge ahead as the Iron King tries to stand. You swing the hammer, hitting his head and breaking it open like an egg.
> You bash his head a few more times until the Iron King is dead and his reign of terror is over.
You pick up the Iron King's head, taking it as your own. You hold it high, walking out of the tent and into the light.
> You mourn for Duggin.
Duggin's giant body lies on the ground, heavy and lifeless. You sit beside him, sobbing for a moment before you grab his club.
"Duggin, where are you? I need you!"
> You return to the Fortress of Inchbolts in victory and sorrow.
You walk into the fortress, sobbing, with the head of the King on a pike. Your men stand alongside you, each and every one of them mourning the death of their leader and friend.
"General!"
> You retire to Inchbolts.
You retire to the fortress, and enjoy the rest of your days there, with only a single regret.
> You say "I miss Duggin"
Random Death: You regret leaving your men.
You lay in your bed one night, tossing and turning and thinking back on the battles you'd fought, thinking about how they'd changed the world...
The World Before...
> You remember the backstory of Duggin, an ogre with a huge warhammer who works with dwarves in Inchbolts.
You remember Duggin, a massive, bearded Ogro with a huge warhammer. As far as Ogres go, he's one of the best miners and metal-workers in Inchbolts.
You are now Duggin, a massive, bearded ogre with a huge warhammer and the best miner and metal-worker in Inchbolts. You work happily in the tunnels.
> You admire your own beard.
You like your beard so you keep it.
> You compare your wonderful beard to the beards of the dwarves.
You have a wonderful beard. The dwarves, on the other hand, have terrible, sparse beards. Mr. Grimly's is barely there and size isn't a concern.
The Dwarves Before...
Mr.
> You strut around the tunnels so everyone can see how great your beard is.
You strut around the tunnels, showing off your amazing beard to anyone who will look. While you're doing this, Flog walks into the room, stops and stares.
> You say "Damn right, it's better than yours."
You say "DUDE, your beard looks like a toothbrush."
Flog puts his hands on his hips and stares at you stoically. After what seems like an eternity, he finally speaks.
> You say "Before that, how about a toast to my beard?"
You say "HEY! Let's toast my glorious beard!"
The Dwarves Drink...
The Dwarves Swear...
Mr. Grimly walks into the room, staring at you.
> You remember who Mr. Grimly is.
Mr. Grimly is the head dwarf in charge of the fortress. He's a large dwarf with a gruff voice and an even gruffer demeanor.
> You say "Mr. Grimly, have you come to admire my beard? We are drinking to my beard."
Mr. Grimly walks over and sits down next to you, staring at your beard in silence for a moment.
"Your beard is impressive, boy" he says.
> You say "Damn right, it's better than yours."
Mr. Grimly slams his fist on the table, causing Flog and Snilkez'ka to look at him nervously.
> You say "you dare to challenge the glory of my ogre beard?"
Mr. Grimly stares at you for a moment in silence, then stands up.
> You stand up, square up.
Mr. Grimly stares at you evenly for a moment, then suddenly slams you to the ground, smashing your head into the wooden table.
"You will not pass, boy!" he growls.
> You punch straight up at Mr. Grimly, how dare he disrespect your beard.
Mr. Grimly grabs your fist and twists it, throwing you to the ground.
"You will learn respect, boy, or my beard will take yours!" he roars, lifting his massive axe.
> You quickly grab your warhammer.
Mr. Grimly swings his axe and smacks it into your left arm, shattering the bone. You scream in pain as Mr. Grimly snarls and lifts you up again, smashing your face into the ground.
> You enter a rage state and superman-punch Mr Grimly.
You punch Mr. Grimly with all your might, knocking him away. He falls against a wall, and you leap forward to grab your warhammer.
> You roar in fury at the disrespect offered by Mr. Grimly. Bring the warhammer down upon him in righteous vengeance.
You swing the warhammer, smashing him in the shoulder. He roars and grabs it with both hands, swinging it at your head.
> You dodge, then grab Mr. Grimly's beard with both hands.
You grab his beard with both hands and pull, then pull again. He pulls back, yanking on the beard as he tries to break free, but you have the advantage, and pull back harder.
> You swing him around and around by the beard.
Using his beard as leverage, you swing Mr. Grimly around the room, smashing him into the wall. He yells in pain and rage, roaring like a beast.
Mr.
> You axe kick Mr. Grimly into the pavement.
You kick Mr. Grimly, and he falls forward onto his face.
> You say "YOU WILL YIELD BEFORE THE GLORY OF MY BEARD OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES, GRIMLY."
Mr. Grimly growls, standing up.
"Fine, boy. You've made your point," he says, stepping back. "Gag it's ill-manners."
Mr.
> You say "I don't know what that means but all is forgiven. Please have a drink."
Mr. Grimly sighs as he pulls a flask from his jacket.
"I... don't think you understand, boy," he says, pulling the cork out of the flask.
> You say "What do I not understand, Grimly?"
Mr. Grimly roars as he slams the flagon into your hands without warning.
"Drink, boy! Drink!" he screams.
> You roar at his betrayal and grab the flask.
You grab the flask, and he roars as he grabs you by the shoulder, pulling you forward and up to your knees.
Quickly, he jams the cork into your mouth.
"Swallow!"
> You spit the cork into his face, then bludgeon him with the flask.
You spit the cork at Mr. Grimly's face, landing in his eye. He screams and falls back into the wall.
> You bludgeon him with the flask.
You bludgeon the flagon into Mr. Grimly's face again and again. He howls in pain, and you grab it, smashing it into his face until he falls to the ground.
> You take his beard and absorb it into your own, increasing its power.
You grab Mr. Grimly's beard and yank it, absorbing it into your own.
"You fool!" he screams as he begins to regenerate.
> You power up.
You begin to glow with power, as Mr. Grimly begins to regenerate once more.
"This won't stop me! The beard has made you into one of us!"
> You say "Fool! I am greater than you ever were! Your beard has made me stronger! Perish now!"
With a flick of your wrist, you send the flask flying into Mr. Grimly's face, slamming into his nose. He screams in pain as it shatters into pieces of glass, and he staggers back.
> You say "I am the greatest beard that ever was. Witness me."
You stare at Mr. Grimly, who growls in return. He begins to regenerate faster, and you realize that's he's trying to shrug off the beard.
> You destroy Mr. Grimly.
You focus all of your energy into your right hand as it begins to burn with white-hot flames.
"What the--?!" Mr.
> You blast him with the righteous power of beard.
You press your palm against Mr. Grimly's face, releasing the flames. He screams in pain and shock as his skin burns, and he staggers back again.
> You say "Mr. Grimly, your beard is broken."
He howls in pain and rage, looking at you with burning hatred in his eyes.
"You will pay, beard boy!" he screams.
He begins to regenerate again, and you realize his plan.
> You exile Mr. Grimly from the fortress. He is unworthy.
You grab Mr. Grimly's hand and fling him out the door. He flies backwards, smashing into the wall and slumping down.
> You go back to drinking. This is a normal Wednesday.
"Goodbye, Mr. Grimly," you say.
He growls as he gets back up and begins to stalk towards your home. You laugh and laugh.
> You call the guard on Mr. Grimly.
You grab your walkie-talkie.
"Hello, this is the barracks. I need security to escort Mr. Grimly from the meditation room and back to his cell. Over."
> You say "Excuse me guards, are you coming or what?"
The guards begin walking towards the door. Mr. Grimly looks up, and you notice he has a knife in his hand.
"Too late beard boy. I'm coming to get you."
> You say "So you have chosen death."
Mr. Grimly flies at you, screaming.
"No, beard boy! I'm coming to kill you!"
He begins to swing his knife. You back away, but the guards are still in the way.
> You incinerate Mr. Grimly with the full power of your beardly might.
You punch Mr. Grimly with your burning hand, and he flies backwards as the flames engulf his entire body. He lets out a scream, before his body is set alight.
> You say "Goodbye, Mr. Grimly."
Soon, the flames reach his head as he lets out a final scream before his head explodes.
> You say "This power is too dangerous for any one being to handle. I must destroy it."
You sleep for the entire day, before waking up. You realize that you've slept for almost a whole day, and wonder how that's possible. You immediately notice that your hand doesn't hurt anymore, and laugh.
> You shed your beard by willpower alone.
The beard falls off, and you feel pure power run through your very veins for the first time. You smile with glee, and grab a nearby chair to hoist up on as you scream.
> You destroy the beard so it cannot corrupt anyone else.
You chuck the chair against the wall in a rage. It shatters into several pieces, but you don't care. You begin to scream, tearing off your shirt as you begin to smash your fists into the ground.
> You say "Oh no, I'm changing!"
You flex your muscles and grow Taller. Your strength soars, and you flex once again as new muscles form. Your body is now that of a young Adonis's. You laugh, loving the power.
> You say "I am the apex of ogre-kind. The beard has changed me forever, though I have shed it."
You flex one more time as a new scar forms across your chest. You laugh, adding it to the scars on your forehead and arm.
> You dispose of the remaining beard.
You rip off the rest of the beard, throwing it into a corner as you flex one last time. You look down at your scars, loving them as you remember the pain they give you.
> You maybe calm down a little bit, this is getting weird.
You calm down, and begin to do pullups from the bar hanging overhead.
You pull yourself up and break your record.
> You go to work in the workshops.
You put on some welding gloves and grab a hold of a welding torch. You quickly move along the wall, welding it up.
> You say "whistle while you work"
You move along the wall, welding.
> You go find your friends, Galen and Zaren.
The guard says "Do you think we could talk about what happened?"
You laugh, and Galen looks at you.
> You say "I did as I had to do. Mr Grimly was out of control, and the power of beard is gone forever."
As you speak, Zaren looks at Galen who nods. You put your welding mask back on and continue welding.
"I do not think so."
"Well, that's what happened.
> You flex.
You flex one more time for good measure, loving the feeling of your new body.
Zaren puts his hand on your shoulder.
"Sorry, friend."
> You say "It's ok. The fortress is safe again."
"Well then, friend, take care of us again when you come back from the crater tomorrow, OK?"
"You got it."
You begin walking along the path home, your new record in mind.
> You remember the backstory of Ogrewitch the halfling hunter, a small, yet adorable female elf.
You quickly arrive at the halfling's home and knock on the door. After a moment, Ogrewitch answers with an intimidating bow.
You are now Ogrewitch the Halfling Hunter.
> You say "Who are you"
> You answer the door.
You stand up and walk over to the door.
"Who are you?"
"Greetings, I am Galen."
"I am Ogrewitch the halfling hunter."
> You say "What do you want"
"I am here to discuss the beard situation."
"What are you, some sort of lawyer? The beard is my body modification. Now leave.
> You slam the door in his face.
Galen stands there, shocked at your response. He clearly had not expected you to slam the door in his face. Ogrewitch thinks for a moment, and tries to open it.
> You reconsider. People need to respect your life choices.
You pull open the door and Galen steps in.
"What do you want?"
"I am here to discuss the beard situation.
> You say "I'm sorry. I'm keeping the beard."
"Why?"
"It's my body."
"Yes, I know. But why?"
"I'm keeping the beard."
"Do you want something, Mr.."
"Peakes.
> You say "Look, Mr. Galen Peakes, if you can't handle the magnificence of this beard that's your problem."
"You seem very sure about that."
"Yes."
Galen runs his hand through his hair, and starts towards a chair.
> You kick Galen out.
You hear a splintering sound, and then see that Galen has pulled a pistol on you.
"Oh, hi."
"Could you please put that down?"
"I'm keeping the beard."
> You use your witch powers to take his gun.
The pistol clicks, and is now in your hands.
"Now you'll see what it feels like."
"Look, Mr..
> You say "I am Ogrewitch, the Bearded Halfling Hunting Female Elf. Get out."
You wave the gun in his face threateningly.
"What, you think just because you have a beard you can demand respect? Get out."
"You... You don't want to do this.
> You have had enough. Throw him out of the house.
You shake the gun, and Galen slowly backs out of the house.
"I've had enough of you.
> You slam the door.
"You've had enough?"
"Yes."
With that, Galen grabs his knapsack and runs off into the woods. Ogrewitch sighs, and goes back to her house.
> You make a hotpocket for dinner.
After heating up a couple of the hot pockets, you sit down in your spare bed. This is the best meal you've had in a day.
With your belly full, you decide to go to sleep.
> You go to sleep, wake up tomorrow.
You wake up in the morning, wondering what you should do today. Yawning, you get up off of your bed and go about your day.
> You look around for your equipment.
After walking down the path for a while, you reach your equipment stash. You open up your knapsack to see if anything is missing.
You notice that your knife is gone.
> You take the other things inside the knapsack.
You grab the knapsack and walk down the path a little bit further to your target, a beaver dam.
> You say "This is clearly where halflings live, in beaver dams. They steal them from honest beavers."
You chuck the knapsack at the dam, and duck.
The knapsack flies through the air, and you duck down behind a tree.
> You wait for the bomb inside the knapsack to go off.
You wait, and after a bit you hear the explosion. Thick smoke billows out from the dam, and for a moment you can't see anything.
Suddenly, a loud squeaking noise pierces the silence.
> You look for the source of the squeak.
You run around and find a cute little halfling, about your height, cowering in the corner. "Hey, little halfling, come on out," you say.
> You blast the nasty halfling with your gun.
You draw your gun and shoot the halfling in the head. It falls dead to the ground.
> You say "Nasty dam-thieving halflings."
You take a bite of one of the hot pockets, and continue down the path.
After a bit, you come across a trapdoor in the ground. You walk over to it and look down...
> You look inside the trap door.
You climb down the ladder.
You pull out your gun and shimmy down the rope. On the ground, you take the knapsack off of your back and put it on.
> You look around.
The room is very dusty, and cob webs cover everything. An old desk sits in the corner, covered in dust. A dirty bedroll is rolled up in another corner.
> You look for halflings.
You immediately start searching for signs of the little thieves. There are none to be found, and you find no supplies, either. You sigh in disappointment.
> You search the desk.
You walk over to the desk and start opening drawers. You find some notepaper with halfling writing, and a dusty lute.
What next?
You think about what you should do.
> You read the halfling writing.
You read the halfling writing and learn it says, "Halfling lives will be taken if you try to steal our dam."
You smirk and continue searching.
> You search the rest of the room.
You search the rest of the room, and find nothing at all.
Maybe you should take the dam. You could use more loot, and the halflings could use some safety.
> You go back to the exploded dam.
As you run back up there, you start to wonder whether or not the dam is even still standing.
> You search the exploded dam for loot.
You search the dam for any valuables, and you find a large pouch of gold coins on the ground. You sigh in satisfaction.
You then hear a crackling noise from behind you.
> You turn around and shoot.
You turn around, pulling your pistol. You shoot the strange thing that's spying on you, but it ignores the bullet and opens up a "mouth."
Suddenly, a piercing shriek emanates from the... thing.
> You say "HALFLING TRICKERY"
You say, "Halfling trickery."
It screams at you more, before it finally disappears.
> You say "It was clearly just an illusion"
You laugh, and keep on the path.
Suddenly you hear a tiny voice yell, "STOP! BURN THE DAM AT THIS POINT!"
You look around for the source of the voice.
> You run towards the source of the voice.
You run ahead and see a halfling, about the size of your pinky, wearing a captain's hat. "What are you doing here?" he asks.
"I was just following this voice to the source,"
> You roundhouse kick the hobbit.
The little hobbit falls to the ground. "I am Captain Smudge," he says, "and you are?"
> You say "I am Ogrewitch, the halfling hunter. Time to die."
Captain Smudge pulls out a sword. "I don't think so, halfling. I'm calling for help!"
He starts to whistle loudly, and you can hear the twigs as his hobbitses appear.
> You use a smoke bomb to escape into the trees.
You can see the trees, but you're still exposed. You pull out your flintlock and fire at the hobbitses, killing four of them. You then start to run.
"Come back here!"
> You run away while firing.
You run, and once again, you can hear the twigs. You turn around and see a group of seven hobbitses and an orc chasing you.
> You say "Damn, those poor honest beavers are still in trouble."
You look for somewhere to hide.
> You hide in a tree, and wait for the hobbitses to pass underneath.
You hide in a tree, and wait for the group of hobbitses to pass underneath.
Unfortunately, they are not observant enough to pass right under the tree you're in.
> You drop down behind them and stealth kill the orc.
You jump down from the tree and sneak up behind the orc. You stab him in the back, and he dies instantly.
You can hear the hobbitses calling out "Who's there?" in several different voices.
> You shoot the hobbits.
You take cover behind a rock. You load your flintlock, and pop up, firing.
Unfortunately, you miss the entire group.
> You throw the exploding knapsack at them.
You run, as the knapsack explodes, gaving you time to get far enough away. Unfortunately, it doesn't kill all of the hobbitses.
> You return to the dam and save the honest beavers.
You rush to the dam and see a few beavers working diligently on it. You smile "Thank goodness. I'm actually too lazy to hunt humans."
You see a hobbit, standing in the trees.
> You blast the hobbit angrily. Have they no shame?
He falls from the tree, but it takes three bullets to kill him. You sigh and load your flintlock.
You see another one, standing behind a rock.
You shoot him in the head.
> You say "Honest beavers, I will stand guard while you fortify your home. No hobbits will steal the fruits of your goodly labor this day."
You know that you'll need to eventually leave the area. Time for some scouting.
You begin to wander.