Looks like the lucky streak for my new adventurer came to an end.
After reporting to his Lady how 2 gobs weaponmasters met their doom, and be spit on by half the town while doing so for killing a murderous berserked elf ( as the worldgen ignore [CRAZED] when it create factions members , but ingame it's fortunately not ignored ) , the party resumed their adventures, tasked by the lady to take out some brute thingy, just a random name for a night troll .
Out in the street a human (the town was now no more in massive civil war situation as those pesky elves and gobs were now corpses, the human won despite heavy losses) was running away.
I soon noticed why, there was a night troll rushing in, not the one i was tasked to destroy , but still an angry night troll was running at us.
We fought, the beast was ridiculously resilient considering how many times we severed important nerves and spines and how much the thing was bleeding from every dozen of holes our weapons did, it was on the ground refusing to bleed out or even die.
And that crap still managed to hurt very badly my companion, one of them was bleeding and unconscious.
Finally after a long silly time of more stabbing and slashing, that night troll finally died by bleeding. For reason of probably incredible luck the night troll never targetted me.
I was going to fast travel in the hope it would stop one of my party member bleeding, but 2 more night troll appeared on screen running at us.
I had the funny idea to try to defend my wounded ally, while the whole town just ran away and no soldier or fellow heartperson even tried to come to help, those bastards.
Anyways, this time luck wasn't on my side, the 2 night trolls ignored my living ally and ignored the unconscious one and ran straight to me.
Was badly hurt despite trying to dodge things and as before despite i managed to damage/sever nerves and make the damned things bleeding, they were simply not slowing down or dying.
One of them finally targetted my living ally and killed him nearly as fast.
I was then alone and wounded against two badly wounded night trolls that didn't cared about their nasty wounds.
Managed to strike one so hard that the force probably severed the 5645486th nerves and spine the monster had not yet severed and he finally fell on the ground, though still not dead as those things just don't die when you need them dead.
I thought i finally had a chance to run toward the house in which there were a few fellow heartpersons, those cowardly bastards, to at least force them to help fighting.
Unfortunately the other one got more lucky and bite on my character's head, then shook around, severing a few nerves and i guess the spine too as i was then thrown on the ground without weapons and without the ability to stand, and of course the night troll finished him a few turns after.
Oh well, time for a reroll and try to get revenge for the fallen by hunting those night trolls.
And after that, time to gently explain to fellow hearthpersons that they're supposed to help defend the place, after that maybe i'll give them back their spilled guts.