I have not removed anything except the part about not getting messages of things walking into webs, which i did immediately after saying that.
In the meantime, I murdered 9 rutherers without any of them fighting back. Worst fight ever.
Also, just ran into a manera, stopped to murder it and realized I had the option to kill a pair of python demons, so I did.
It appears the teleport bug still exists in at least one form as I can reach into the depths of Armok's gut and slice up his breakfast. I killed both of them, no dodging or charging occurred so i dunno if i could have been teleported into hell. In the meantime the manera bled to death. So now I have two python demons and a manera on my list of things that are going to torture me in the afterlife, being 116 long.
Until a crundle stumble-bumbled up to me and i hacked it apart without realizing what was going on. I was freaking out, thought I had just witnessed a GCS eviscerate the thing in front of me sending limbs flying everywhere since it was walking through GCS webs. So that's 117, with the latest being unintentional.
After escaping the caverns (in an alternate reality of an alternate reality due to keeping multiple saves, one for each decision i make to go along one path or another) I have proceeded to bother the elves some more. An acolyte told me to murder the queen, so i set her and ~75% of the town's populace on fire one by one, including the acolyte who gave me nothing for killing the queen. I've carried this trend into the other towns, killing everyone. I've spoken to a few, while they burned, and have learned that many are relatives of people I've already torched. A little girl told me her cousin and older brother both burned to death in glitteredripe, along with some other elf's paternal grandfather. I almost felt bad for them, almost, but I realize that they're computer simulations that don't seem to be at all bothered by the fact they're burning to death. I can put together this woman's entire family tree back to the beginning of the world (it's only spring of 47), and half of them I've burned, without restraint even. Life must REALLY suck.