My intrepid adventurers never got to the museum - here's the save;
Toss me for a second turn at the end. I know I need to finish the story. I got really busy mid-week and that led me to do far less then hoped..
Save;
https://dffd.bay12games.com/file.php?id=15586
Diary:
Times have changed for us all - that is the certainly I hold closest.
I am Helhock - most consider me an oddity in my home, my fur, snout and canine appearance holds others to consider me strange. I live in the hamlet of Sestasinur, a comfortable place dug in the plains between the great mountains and the rivers. My home is one of the most populated place within the Empire of Peeks - a rotting empire. The people here live happily however, and that is why I have lived here for most of my life. I’ve cooked for most of the people here - I’m quite a talented cook and butcher.. But as all things do, they change.
Two companions I know somewhat well - Kima, a local hunter and guardswoman, and a close companion of mine, and Sema, who is a local engineer, and the entire purpose of this venture. She has been badgering the both of us to ‘go out and adventure’ - while I find such an idea certainly interesting, Kima has been quite set on living her life comfortably, until Sema decided to plan to leave - as such, Kima had to do the same. And myself, while I enjoy my life here, those two are the only true friends I have in my home. Without them, this place would not be home.
So we’ve begun our journey - Sema has heard rumors that the greatest adventurers lay claim to various artifacts, donated to a strange museum near the center of our continent.. But before that can begin, we must make a name of ourselves. A few questions of our friends in town have led us to the local dispute between the town and of the Curious Horror - a common issue, the smaller civilizations can only truly lock between one another. I was not there for the Empire of Peeks and the goblins to start this quarrel, but it seemed to be from some dispute about animals.
It seemed a local - we’ve plenty in this town, some of them refugees from various nearby hamlets and other goblin locations, got angry.. Enraged, he started attacking a passerby - his teeth was splashed across the home, and we left in a hurry.
Another compatriot, Ithew, a local farmer, told us of native aluminum Tårem lost, the owner, Palath Begunglitters wants it returned. A long term quest, and a safe one - bandits, that sort of thing is far from the repertoire of our small lot.
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We went north, to Odiekul, stopping by an abandoned building - named The Lavender Guests, nobody inside. I borrowed a copper scimitar.. Something to keep me safe.
Afterwards, Sema brought up a point of interest - a possible place of interest. The last hold of the Curious Horror - Shadmalzuglar. She has us set to head that direction, past the mountain ranges that hold the various mountainhalls that the dwarves have kept to themselves. I care little for such things - I distaste the look in her eyes. A bloodlust, almost - to want to prove a worth to herself, I suspect ill intent in the future.
It is not as if she hasn’t already proven her capabilities - while crossing the ranges, we met a multitude of wolverines and keas, striking them down to provide food for the coming trip. I suppose I simply disliked how quick she was to decapitate those animals.
We’ve stopped to rest for now - perhaps more will come of the next day.
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We ran like cowards.
Sema, the damned fool - she was so hopeful, I hadn’t realized her intents until she drew first blood, striking down a goblin scribe - we had entered Curious Horrors to see the last stronghold, but we found ourselves instead attempting a daring assault. We met our match with an axewoman - she split Sema in two, and Kima and I ran like damn cowards.
Now we freeze, running south, east, north.. I’m not sure where we are, but the blazened fortresses we continue to run through is worrisome. We stole some food from a dwarven caravan.
I have no wish to let her name die so softly. Vengeance will be paid.
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We found a place to rest, for me to.. Get my bearings.
I feel as if time if lost. I need to rest. Kima needs to rest.
I.. I will continue writing when I can. Perhaps I can finish this story.