Had a rousing adventure hunting minor night creatures. Found a blind cave ogre while I was in the woods, apparently had killed some rat man in the caverns while I'd passed through earlier, and became a named wandering creature. Added that to my list.
Then found a rodent man wandering around on the surface, with fungiwood shield and spear. Nicknamed him Carlos and after telling him about all my glorious kills, recruited him. We also recruited a hammerman from a keep. Then we went on an expedition to kill a wereserpent.
It failed. Turns out there were two of the beasts, and being as I didn't possess weapons of the proper materials, it proved impossible to kill them. I was quickly overwhelmed and killed. Carlos and the other guy held back and were fine when I quit.
Started another adventurer, trained to legendary in all basic skills, tried to take them on again. Same result. Carlos and the other guy died this time while I failed utterly to stop the beasts' onslaught. They turned on me, mangling a leg and an arm, ripping the other hand off. I crawled away as fast as possible and just barely escaped over a hill. Returning to the nearest Hamlet, I informed them of Carlo's death. They didn't seem to care. I borrowed a crutch, a silver halberd, traded for some magic implements, and set out to learn about magic to regrow my hand and restore my leg.
The leg was ultimately fixed, but a limb lost to a historical figure, even if regrown after a transformation, will apparently be severed once more. I dropped a nice two handed sword in the woods without noticing because of that.
I and two new companions borrowed from a lead ball set out in the opposite direction to continue killing some beasts before tackling the dread Fear Liath, hopefully with a larger party. But we come upon a cave, I have to explore. Turns out it's full of a goblin tribe. We explore it without incident until we enter the beast pens. There we are swarmed by giant cave spiders, and despite one-shotting them left and right I cannot save my companions yet again. I flee, but en route to the nearest hillock I am ambushed by soldiers from the tribe, come to teach me a lesson. I kill them all one by one without mercy, removing limbs, heads, guts, by this point so skilled only a handful of the hundred blows are actually blocked or dodged. I captured one guy, broke all his limbs because he wouldn't yield, and forced him to listen to my tyrade about how great (murderous) I was, so he'd go tell his friends.
Then I set out to squash a few beasts. Zombie vampire bats are actually quite tough. One of them even managed to bite me. Think I got vampirism after that because all the other undead were ignoring me. Said fuck it to picking a fight with a zombie wereserpent. Murdered a whole family of gorophiles. Tough, but not untouchable.
Then I had the great idea of taking on a single, normal wereserpent. Lost. Theyre supposed to be weak to silver, but my blows did no more than a bronze sword could. It grabbed me by my helmet first move, had to jump away to avoid having my neck snapped. It turned out to be a bad idea to disable it's tail and drop the helmet, because it immediately switched back to biting, and tore me to pieces in just a few short moves.
So I did nerf wereserpents just a bit.