Bugi Blueknight the Gloomy Drinker (Acquired title after slaying 8 goblins raiding a town; they were being "Harassed" by the bandit group out of Insectsteals), a Human Spearman, with two companions - both Dwarven peasants, acquired from a fort because they were bored with life there. Equipped one, Kubuk Walledzenith, with a warhammer, due to her having incredible muscles. The other, Rakust Sealroom, with a sword.
Bugi began life as a peasant of no renown, in a town with a keep. He began with but a bronze spear and copper shield, with goblin bandits terrorizing the town outside his door. Killing them, he followed the others into the keep, and found a dead man scattered in pieces in front of the doors. Entering, he killed several Goblins and raided all the equipment he found. Bugi decided he would stop this madness, ending the oppression these goblins brought into the town. This Human civilization could take little of this punishment; the town he resided in was its largest settlement, and toward the end of his adventures would indeed become the capital of the civilization, the seat of the Law-giver for the civ. And after that... he would rid this world of the evils brought by the dragons, colossi, rocs, and other beasts, with raids on the bandit groups scattered throughout the lands to fund his ventures. After all, their things were not really theirs; they were stolen, and they would do far more good in Bugi's hands than those of the bandits.
Poorly equipped, he then returned to his house, found food, and searched the town for a companion. Finding no one willing after several days, he set off on a journey he considered hopeless: he headed to the lair of a roc, with little hope of killing it, but there were no other locations in reach - the nearest civilized site, the fortress Mirrorstop, was out of reach for daytime travel, and the bogeymen would kill him if he went farther. Reaching the roc's lair, he crept inside, and upon finding the rock, stabbed it in a leg. Luckily, the large bird passed out from the pain immediately, though it took nearly 5 minutes of stabbing to bleed it to death, as his pitiful skill and low-quality spear would not allow him to deal killing blows to such a large creature.
Night was falling; certain he would die, he set out as fast as he could for the fortress, leaving behind two spears he had brought as throwing weapons, after getting yet more evidence of their ineffectiveness. But, crawling slowly through the mountains, he made it. Nothing attacked, though midnight was upon him when he reached the gates. Upon taking shelter inside, he went in search of companions. Finding two willing peasant dwarves, he used some of the roc meat he had acquired to trade for a copper spear and a copper warhammer, the only weapons to be had at the fortress's meager trade depot. The next day, he set out, armed with more knowledge of the surrounding area, to attack Insectsteals. He would liberate the village from this scourge, or (far more likely, should he admit it to himself) die trying!
The camp was deserted upon his arrival; two Goblin Wrestlers fled when he arrived. Looting the camp for some gear, he equipped both himself with armor and weapons, and the dwarves with weapons, for nothing the goblins had was superior to their clothing, nor was the armor their size. Stupid goblins looted Human armor, but nothing their size. During this adventure, Kubuk ran off, and came back after killing Arstruk Toothpicked, the goblin warlord of this camp. Bugi was never certain just where the goblin fell, but Kubuk came back uninjured, Arstruk the victim of a lucky strike, perhaps, for neither dwarf had any weapons skill to speak of. The deed done, the companions returned to the town, killed off several goblins at the keep, the last raiding party Arstruk had sent, and looting the rest of the equipment to better arm the dwarves. Then, they set off to clear more camps, each one easier than the last, until they found a Goblin Warlord, a Swordmaster. She was exceptional with the use of the sword, matching Bugi blow for blow, coming closer than he liked to think to killing him - even cutting off his right ear when he missed a parry. But he gained skill quickly, and would not be undone by a mere Goblin. A fast strike to the head was followed by minutes of waiting for the goblin to die, while killing the remaining Wrestlers in the camp. Finally, Bugi returned and, taking her masterwork Iron Two-Handed Sword, he beheaded her from the neck. Giving the sword to Rakust, he gave her masterwork Copper Shield to Kubuk, in the hopes it would serve him well. Leaving this camp, they were set upon by a pack of nearly a dozen wolves; all fell to the two dwarves, except two who made the mistake of charging Bugi. Suffering many, many bruises, Rakust perhaps regretted his foolish charge into their midst; however, its effectiveness could not be denied. Returning to the town, the three rested; then, they set out to destroy a "lurking villains" camp at Goder. Not knowing what creature might inhabit this camp, Bugi guessed at kobolds. He was right. All of them died as he crept (actually just walked around and stabbed them, they didn't try to attack whatsoever unless they survived the starting throat- or head-shots) around their camp, lunging high with his spear to bring them down silently. Or nearly so. Their stash of loot was barely worth touching; had they not been bothering villagers, Bugi would have called it a waste of time. But they had been, so he had killed them. Oh his quest to cleanse the world, nothing would be omitted. Perhaps next he would attack a jaguar that had killed at least one human or dwarf from the surrounding areas ... it was close enough to be an easy journey, or he could continue on to the next villages. If he did, he would visit the Dwarven fortress in the southern reaches of the world known to him; perhaps there he could find the fine steel weapons and armor they were renowned for, for Mirrorstop had disappointed him badly. On his way, he could kill other beasts of which he had learned, as he had talked with many knowledgeable men and dwarves, who knew much of the world. But for now, he would rest some more in his town; without the nightly Goblin attacks, it was quite pleasant, even if he could find no more Humans willing to join him; all the Human-sized equipment he had found would surely allow him to outfit a second Adventurer in excellent gear, with excellent weaponry.... If only....
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