5. Wading around waist deep in lava: I was actually fighting with some bandits at the time and managed to kill them and then hold their leader down in the lava till he died. Dragged myself out (I had basically no legs left at this point) and managed to crawl to the tomb area of the fortress I was in before bleeding out. Seemed fitting.
4. Riddled with arrows: Went after a bandit group with a few companions, most of which had been with me for a while and as such were pretty crippled. The bandits were almost all crossbow/bowmen who immediately slaughtered my friends and spent the next few minutes embedding arrows in me as I trudged around, murdering them one by one. By the end of it I had something like 15 or 20 arrows in me, several in the gut and even more in the chest. It was only thanks to my armor and the fact that the arrow wounds were shallow that I managed to survive as long as I did. I finally died when the bandit leader (another fucking crossbowmen) got a lucky shot to the throat as I was wrestling the bow from his hands. Of course I immediately grabbed him, strangled him unconcious, tore the bolt from my neck and embedded it into his skull before I bled out.
3.Blind swordsman flailing: After losing an eye to frostbite (damn frost wyrms), I ended up in a fight with one of those random squads of guards from civs that hate you. Because I had lots of companions the game spawned in a variable army of enemies and everything went bad very quickly. At the point when pretty much 3/4ths my friends were dead, a swordsmen managed to get a blow in on my head and slice my good eye, rendering me blind. The rest of the battle was nothing more then me blindly flailing and hacking apart anyone that got close enough. Potshots taken by the few archers that remained, along with a seemingly endless horde of melee fighters eventually crippled both my arms, pierced a lung and spilled by guts. My last act was to leap upon a man, strangle him unconscious with my legs and then bite his throat out before his friends descended upon me.
2. Attempting to kill a god: After looking through legends I found out that the only surviving member of one of the first civs was a demon that had convinced the civ that he was their god and as such, had secured a place of power. As the civ faltered and died, it left only the demon to fight its wars, which he won single handed, often against several dozen or hundred opponents. In fact, several civs were destroyed because they kept attacking him over and over until they had pretty much exhausted their populations and either collapsed on their own or were conquered by someone. After every civ near him had collapsed, he was pretty much just left alone in the ruined remains of his civ's capital for a few hundred years. Of course, I decided that I had to kill him. When I found him he was standing alone in the courtyard of his castle, naked except for the slicing knife he held in one hand. After talking to him a bit, I attacked, right away going for his weapon hand. He dodged, countered and lopped my weapon hand off in one turn. As I scrambled to pull my sword out of the grip of my own severed hand, he went to work flaying me alive with shallow wounds and breaking every joint and bone I had. After a while (from what I can tell, I fell unconscious after a while) he eventually just got bored and hacked off all my limbs before smashing my head in. I never managed to touch him.
1. My first time: Randomly encounter a wolf. Wolf immediately bites me in the throat. Game over. Classic.
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