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[Sphalerite]

Um, okay.  I'll go kill something, because it killed someone, I guess.

[Yoink]

Ah, it is a sad, lonely life for Osta Spaluurar Ramburu Osle, hated by the humans and trying to find her way to her goblin kin, hopelessly lost in the utterly hostile wastes, where poisonous goo rains from the sky and the dead rise in places.
She has crossed countless rivers, swam in the poisoned ocean, killed countless bogeymen and ended up having to double back the way she came. She's wiped out a heap of foolish, prejudiced humans, put the undead back to rest and gone fishing.
Being a goblin, she feels no hunger, no thirst... Nothing to make her feel alive. What if the ooze falling from the sky has turned her into one of... Those? There is no way of knowing... She thinks she's alive, but will her goblin kin agree when she finally encounters them? These questions haunt her, as she treks along killing shit.

Also, from an earlier adventure:

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I didn't know that stuff happened with bandits as well as night creatures... Dang, that's cool!

[Dbuhos]

So here I am in Dronkflurz, a hamlet somewhere in Mogozebra, I just finished gathering my equipment. I took my trusty iron crossbow with me and bought some a copper dagger and some food from the local market. One of the farmer sees me more adventurous and begins "Hey. You, you ain't from thes' places are you ?"  I shook my head. "Well. My name is Gur. Gur Snaambflurz, I'd like to known if you are interested in… a job."  "A job you say ?" I wrinkled my forehead. "Go ahead." He took out a rough tattered paper and began sketching. "Now, you know Shamedhell ?"  - "The Maze of Connecting ?" "Yes. A short walk to the south, a beast lives there. It's said that it's body is corrupted and feral, and assumes a beastly form to help feed itself. Many have tried to eliminate it, but nobody turned out alive. It seems that only silver harms it…of course I can't guarantee…"  I thought about the occasion and quickly answered "I'm up to it. See you when I have it's blood on my bolts."

Thus I set off, to the lair of the beast located just outside of the town Progblakhlorok. By the time I arrived outside the lair I could already see the wanning gibbous moon setting to the west. The vegetation was thick outside the lair, chestnut and alder hardening my navigation. In the end I stumbled into a hole just down a hill, falling into a long sandy loam tunnel. I began sneaking, preparing my crossbow. The tunnel was dark and the wall seem to blend into what I guess is..Peat. I carefully continue down the tunnel until I can discern a pillar like formation of dirt. Just as I turn my head I see her. She was an ancient just like me, with a tall head and broad body and a beautiful gaunt red exoskeleton covered in dents. She wore nothing, her terrifying teeth  sparkling with drool as she noticed me. She charged. I was shocked. I swung right back, sprinting out the narrow tunnel hoping she won't catch up and maul me. I had no close range weapon beside my dagger, and that's not really effective on Ancient exoskeleton. Only if I was more careful…

I leap out the tunnel making dirt fly as I stumble on my back and manage to get up. The crazed Ancient  prepared to leap at me .  I quickly aimed and let out a steel bolt, striking the beast in the shoulder, she roared in pain as the crimson blood splattered over the dense reed and grass with a delightful sound. Before I comprehend what just happen I see the beast taking off, taking the steep hill just nearby. I follow the werecreature and see her crying in pain while still running from me. Then a metallic shine took my attention .She ripped out the bolt from her shoulder, not only that but she is leaving a trail of blood behind her. I smirked.  She climbed up the hill on a plateau like structure. I take another quick shot at her. But miss.  I curse under my breath and slide down the plateau.

Woosh. A punch passes just by my head, I see her preparing another punch, she strikes me in the right hand few times tearing my skin through the gloves with her claws. Then she begins punching me in the stomach making me send bursts of blood out my throat. Before I know it I'm on the floor bleeding and in massive pain. Somehow I manage to stand up and stumble a step back, she kicks me in the right foot trying to pin me again. I take a wide swing at her already hurt shoulder only to miss. I lose balance and fall down. The last thing I know is the horrible feeling of getting my face peeled off with sharp claws and the terrible pain induced by the the beast mauling my head. Then all went black.


She was Nornalug Faakhtpra, the only daughter of Ghugl Puzzlemines and Parzudaghur Hallwhips, cursed to bear the skink curse.

[ff2]

I talked to some law-giver, and when I asked about his family he "Is overcome for a moment" and says "No... I don't want to talk about it.". Any ideas of what this means?

[jaxy15]

I talked to some law-giver, and when I asked about his family he "Is overcome for a moment" and says "No... I don't want to talk about it.". Any ideas of what this means?

His family died.

[raptorfangamer]

I am pulling arrows out from my chest, dirty kobolds.

I am going to beat them more with kobold arms.

*dies of bloodloss because of lousy arrow pulling*

[Eric Blank]

I inadvertently started in a dwarven paradise after enabling all civs to build cities. The entire civ of 3000 dwarves exists in a tiny valley in the highest mountains behind a massive evil lake, so I figured there ought to be some horrid monsters for me to deal with, but no. Nobody has any use for me. Apparently the troll that ambushed me and proceeded to beat the shit out of an ostrich cock wasn't a big issue to them, even though they praised me for butchering her.

I recruited 5 idiots and began a slow trek across the mountains. Ridiculously slow, even, because it's a miles-long trip through impossible terrain.

I surrendered to the need for MOAR MODS! and generated a new world with some proper adventure mode reactions.

It is the 11th Malachite 553. I have visited 2 major towns in this world and both were completely deserted outside the keep and possibly one or two discrete structures. The hamlets surrounding of course faired better, but it's like a post-apocalyptic scenario. Probably some horrifying wars with the sergals, goblins, and kobolds.

There are criminal gangs all over the place and night creature lairs outside the towns.

[lazygun]

This is the longest I've had an adventurer survive. He's completed several quests, got a good reputation, still seeking any metal body armour. A couple of quests to seek out particular quest givers in far-distant lands, and his companions are a spearman, lasher and hamerer.

Then he ran into a Kobold ambush. ("Jreengis!") and is surrounded by half a dozen of the bandits. In the middle of the battle I nearly miss the reports of arrows bouncing off leather cloaks and the like. Two archers off to the south. I charge at one, knocking it over, then the other lands an arrow in my neck, breaking my spine. I drops everything, fall over, have trouble breathing. Great! Now either I try to crawl over and bite them to death or save-scum.

[Weirdsound]

I'm swimming across the ocean to deliver a book containing the secret of life and death from the island where all the Necro Towers are to the main landmass.

[Furtuka]

My adventurer got infected with a syndrome that causes moderate pain throughout her body and extreme pain in the bones. The result being that she goes unconscious randomly from the pain. I'm probably gonna have to retire her after I report my successes since there's been no sign of it healing, gonna be sad to see her go since she was one of the best characters I've had in ages.

[UltraValican]

My first Orc adventurer has became my first necromancer.
Raids, Raids everywhere.

[h.scorpio]

So my first Adventurer in the new patch gets his first assignment:
"Kill them human vampire Blood O'Sucky 5 shacks to the east. The vile foe has slain six-thousand-three-hundred-and-twelve in his lust for blood."
Standard issue, just sign on the dotted line and off we go.

So the Vampire is easily identified, accused and then the fun starts (no, not quite !FUN!).
All the villagers gang up on the poor sucker, he puts up some good resistance and kills some of them in the fight, but is finally put to rest.
However, my first blow struck his arm, which caused him to loose grip of all his bone jewelery. It's over 100 pages of "Blood O'Sucky looses grip of the -human bone bracelet-". That guy carried over 2000 pieces of carved victims with him! On his left arm!

And then I hit his right arm ....

[Doro]

I got my ass kicked by bunch of bandits in the catacombs. After arrow struck me in the head, i fell unconscious, only to wake up after a while to see that all my companions were dead except one bowman, who came in to save me and allowed me to crawl out of the room and hide. decided that i needed a sleep to recover from the wounds, so i hid in a corner and slept 8 hours.
When i woke up, I noticed that i had arrow still sticking out of my head and left arm, so i pulled them out.

Pity that bandits had respawned so i had to fight my way out of there. One pikeman was easy, but on next room was a maceman, and crossbowman hiding in shadow.
Got pretty surprised when bolt struck my arm and i lost my iron pick. fell unconscious again, while crossbowman kept on bolting me, luckily the maceman bled to death.
Crossbowman must have shot all his bolts since he continued to bash me to head with his crossbow, but couldnt do anything since i had iron helmet + cap protecting me.
every once in a while I woke up and could bite or scratch him. After a long fight, i remembered that i can throw stuff at him even though i dont have working arms. managed to wound him so that he ran away, and i could crawl into safety again, and sleep.

Finally i found my way out of the catacombs, tired, hungry and almost dehydrated.
Since I lost ability to stand, and other arm was useless, i though i might retire there, as high master miner.



EDIT: btw, picks are awesome weapons. I cut mummy in half with one, after hacking his arms and legs off (though cutting him in half DID take a "few" hits)

[FingO]

Currently I am playing a Bronze Colossus outsider. He is slowed down significantly because he uses as weapons the corpes of a fallen Troll and a fallen brush Titan. The Titan is a fantastic smashing weapon, I have to say.

[Fen]

Today Mr. Agedfortress learned how to use crutches, and is currently beating the living schist out the boogeymen who smashed up his foot. And all their friends. And even the other boogeymen who aren't there friends. He's just bashing everyone he sees into mushy pulp now that his speed is above 500 again.