1st ObsidianGomathkordonitom is a dangerous world. With so many Titans and other megafauna, it is amazing that any civilization set down roots, let alone as many that did. That is where I come in. Adventurers from all over the Kingdom of The Ultimate Wheel were chosen to lead expeditions to make the world safer. Some would go out and take on the evils of the world in single combat. Others would lead armies in the endless campaigns against the goblins, frogmen, blendecs, and assorted other evils across the world. This has been costly.
My mission, on the other hand, is different. I am to build an outpost, in the hopes that the evil ones would throw their might against us, rather than the Mountainhomes, to give them a chance to rebuild the military. After the briefing, I had only one question: Whose ale did I piss in to draw this assignment?
This is a suicide mission, plain and simple. The general didn't even bother denying it when I asked him "Hey, is this a suicide mission?". There is only one saving grace. This place has a volcano to toss my mangled corpse in.
*sigh*
Might as well get used to the idea.
2nd Obsidian The Royal Prospectors did assure me that there was plenty of iron ore, and that conditions were perfect for marble formation, though I might have to dig pretty deep for it. Whether I should trust them is another matter, since they started babbling like idiots after giving their report.
3rd ObsidianI meet with the other six fools going with me. They seem like decent fellows, though a bit over-eager to get going.
With trepidation, I lead my group to their possible doom.
1st GraniteI am awoken early in the morning and told that we have arrived. I step out of the wagon, expecting to see the punctured sphincter of the world...
...the hell? This looks like a prime vacation spot. Maybe this place won't be so bad after all.