Sure have been having a strange adventure. I wandered from my night elven home far to the north, reaching Shokan and Deadkin civs. In one hamlet I was
surrounded by a large force of deadkin - presumably bandits or insurgents as they lacked metal armor. However they didn't attack or even demand for me to drop things, instead a hammerman (I'd guess their leader)
kept repeatedly going "Hey Alia." and following me with his group.In another town, I was talking with a high priest, when suddenly
a bunch of hostile deadkin pop up and start attacking both my group and the priest. Managed to drove them off, but it was complete chaos for a while. Then I walked a bit outside and came across a
friendly deadkin fighting a notable thunder lizard - she got her head chomped off for her efforts. I did finish off the lizard and made a poncho out of its scales (decorated it with its teeth and bones too - named it "Stormguard" cause why not). Took the deadkin's sword and helmet too.
Gained biomancer powers after killing a lone biomancer in a camp. That proved to be handy for the next segment - I found a camp called "Boatworld" (definitely a name I'm keeping for a DND settlement name) where a large band of Drowned (from Darkest Dungeon) dwelled. My party, consisting of a blood elf, a demonic homunculus and an artificial drakonid, got pretty banged up during the ensuing fight. The blood elf
ran directly into the main body of the drowned group and even got the attention of their boss, before getting his shit kicked in pretty hard (lost his buckler somewhere, couldnt find it so I made a shield for him later).
The homunculus died, pretty much eaten alive by the drowned wrestlers who bit into his head and other limbs and tore him apart. While we killed all of the drowned, it was a fairly big loss since he proved himself to be useful.
Shortly thereafter the blood elf was killed with a single punch from a wild ice devil. Perhaps a bit of karma for his stupidity. Still, the pattern of the dwindling party has already been settled, so I'm guessing Gorash the drakonid is gonna die sometime soon as well.
Travelling further north, close to the northern glaciers, I encountered a labyrinth -
given its inhabitant it was possible the worst place to go as a toned night elven amazon. Having no notable kills, it wasn't much of a difficult foe -
Gorash killed it, sustaining some minor injuries while also getting an infection from the thing's fluids.
Noises inside made me freak out a bit so I left.
Currently heading further north, hoping to encounter more weird stuff and megabeast lairs. I highly doubt Alia's story is gonna have a positive ending.