After a fruitless journey down to the Southwest, my lowly swordsdwarf and his merry trio of drunks - Led, Id, and Datan - were tracing back their path to the Northeast and beyond to find one of the two remaining megabeasts in the world.
On the journey they decided to stop at the familiar hillock of Cavepaged for the night, aaaand that's how the second battle for Cavepaged began. It's the second one because I can only assume the arrival of the necromancers that turned the whole place into zombies was the first battle.
The battle started at a disadvantage from the start as we were scattered and unprepared. Id took an early blow to the leg and crawled away in panic. Myself and Led were fending off the main horde while Datan was seen out of immediate helping range fighting a couple of corpses. There were more than that. The number was up to five until Datan's battle left my line of sight. Id eventually made his way up there to help but not long before Datan had passed away from exhaustion. Both would die as I was the only one with a weapon that could do anything to the enemy.
Nevertheless, the day was ours since a shortsword lopped off heads with alarming ease. The smaller hillock on the side contained the final boss.
Hunting down the necromancers in a crowded room of living body parts wasn't easy, and Led failed to make it out alive. Sadly I gained my first injuries during the cleanup process as that damn animated neck bit me in my sword hand. After some blows and bites were exchanged, a good throw of the knife from my backpack finally ended the undead menace on what was now former Cavepaged. I named my trusty sword Angazit, The Red Knife, in honour of the remarkable 49 kills that day.
There was no point in moving on as the sun was setting and I had no striking hand. Plenty of food left behind, so the smart call was to just sleep the pain away in the empty hillock.
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