Started a game, gathered some equipment, started making my way toward a town. Start seeing oodles of bandit groups running in and out of hamlets. Having no armor skill I'm slow as balls, so I half-heartedly chase some around. Finally, the last guy in a group of them that I've chased and lost twice to their much higher speed finally stops, turns around and engages me shouting "This is a fight!" I was like, damn, that's cool. It's actually kinda realistic.
So we get to fightin'! This dwarf is horribly outclassed, and after a few bloodless exchanges, I open up his lower left arm, he dodges, and then I plunge my sword into his chest, through his ribs and a lung, dropping him at my feet. I had to take off his bismuth bronze helm, because my bronze longsword didn't have a prayer of decapitating him while it was on, given into pain or no.
As soon as I kill him I get a chorus of "Death...." Apparently the rest of his group, a pikedwarf, a hammerdwarf and a mace dwarf, all stopped to watch the fight but neglected to try and help him.
I stride up to them and declare that I'm the guy that just executed their friend. They seem unmoved. So I draw a bronze knife and hurl it a pikewoman.
It misses. But it definitely gets her attention. Before I can blink, she charges into me and slams me to the ground. Fiesty, this one. I stand, and we start trading blows. And she's good. Honestly, better than I am by a long shot. Every attack is deftly parried. Every promising strike dodged. Even simple, direct strikes have nothing on her. In between her own attacks she peppers me with punches that are mostly deflected by my armor. Still, I start to feel fear.
And that's when she cuts my left hand off.
Shieldless, I stagger. She probably smirks. So much for heroes. But now I'm angry. I rain blows down on her, my severed stump spraying blood. With the same methodical precision, she blunts all of my attacks with her pike or weaves around them like a snake. I start feeling faint. I realize if I don't do something soon, she'll simply wait for me to bleed to death, or I'll inevitably fail to dodge the strike with my name on it.
I charge into her with a yell. Her surprise is writ large on her face as I slam into her and we go down in a heap. But I'll I've done is made her cautious again. She's on her feet in a flash and lashes out at me with the pike, and I drunkenly roll out of the way in my heavy armor to my feet.
But instead of caution in her face, I see anger and I involuntarily smile as I rise. I've got her. She comes at me again and I plunge my longsword deep, deep into her guts. She vomits explosively and falls to her knees. I hack at both her hands, but my bronze longsword simply crushes them instead of sending them flying off to join my left. I stomp away in anger for a moment, robbed of my poetic justice, as she flops around on the ground bleeding and vomiting in half-consciousness. With a look at her two companions, I run back toward her and hurl my long sword with all my force at her. It shatters her skull and sits there, pinning her remains to the ground.
The other two didn't even really react as I cut them down.
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Having played a lot of save scummed characters at this point, I've got say: combat is way more fun when you're a newb adventurer. If you spread your skill points around a bit, you can have some really fun, tense duels. Once you're beast in all your fighting skills, and you've got good weapons, most guys aren't really a challenge anymore, and lose limbs to your first attacks. Cutting down 5 guys in 5 actions is it's own kinda fun, but I think nothing beats two evenly matched opponents, or those epic comebacks.
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