Awesome, thanks Bokslag.
Hopefully my new game doesn't end like my last.
My head got lopped off my an Ogre after he cut off both of my arms. Johanan IV died a horrible , gruesome, death.
This may or may not be a necro post, but rather than making a whole new thread on DF, I'll post in here as it is the exact topic. Basically, I posted this here becaue I didn't feel this was "Un-serious" enough for spam. Details regarding the world, race, story, etc... Can be found at http://www.catalyst-gaming.net/index.php?topic=6650.msg51885#msg51885
The Journal of Utes Dusnaogom Ospum Dub
The Journey of Utes "Ironblood the Hammer of Evil"
Year, 10,001
Exact Date, Unknown
Relative date: Day 1
Location: Unknown
I have left the safety of the tower in journey for greater things than besieging those pesky dwarves, or taking on a task such as carving bones. I left with my hammer, some armor, and a journal. I find myself in these terrifying fields, filled with the strangest of plants. Since my young days in the tower I have never been outside. The towers glassy obsidian was comforting to me, and now, these plants, these terrifying plants and horrific creatures, slowly tear at my sanity.
I decided to seek shelter from the horrors outside, strangely enough there was, what appeared to be, a shelter nearby, looked like something other than goblin had made it.
I decided to enter, upon entry I heard a loud, deep voice from inside, it was apparent that something big lived there, and he was pissed at my intrusion.
As I stood there, I was struck by fear, I didn't know whether to blindly charge forward, or to run, but as it got closer, it stopped, and started rambling on about the heroes he had killed and that I was next.
I ran, and I ran far, I didn't stop running until the Xogak was in the middle of the sky. I had lost it, I was lucky enough to not become its next meal or piece of furniture. As I took a moment to rest I was assaulted by two flying creatures that looked like what the tower milita said were "Harpies" I escaped the battle with minor wounds, just a few scratches, but I managed to get harpy blood on my hammer, 2 harpies dead, and 1 goblin still standing. This may one of my proudest moments, but as sundown nears, I'll need to find shelter. An abandoned cave may do well, and if I'm lucky, a nearby tower.
(http://i1136.photobucket.com/albums/n497/uubucks1/EscapedbutthenHarpies.png)
The Harpies were everywhere, as I began to search frantically for shelter I ran into two more, these ones did more damage. The more aggressive of the two managed to knock me down and clamp on to my right arm, I only managed to shack him off after he had seriously damaged it. He then struck my left arm, and then my right again, and my stomach. Eventually I killed them, but I walked away with a serious injury to my right arm.
After traveling a great distance I was ambushed, Goblins! It appears that in my journey I crossed into territory owned by "The terrors of Circumstance" territory. An enemy goblin faction they were too many for me to fight, I managed to outrun most of them, being mostly armored in light material and leather clothing. Except for one, a wrestler, he didn't do too well, he managed to land a blow, but it hit my well armored chest. The blow didn't do anything, I managed to knock him down and smash his face in with my hammer, as I pulled the hammer back it had certain items I wish it wouldn't, on it I could spot feathers, stuck to the hammer by blood, brain matter, of harpies and the freshly killed goblin, as well as small pieces of bone from my enemies skulls.
As I lye here, barely able to keep trained on my writing, outside, I hope, that the creatures that lurk in the night don't get me, if any of those old stories are true, then the Bogeyman may kill me in my sleep. I just hope they don't find in huddled in this small cave on the side of a lair. Well, hopefully I will write in the morning, if the Bogeymen don't get me.
*I didn't get attacked by Bogeymen sleeping outside, so the journal will continue*
At least the minotaur didn't kill me, I would have never been able to take on a semi-megabeast immediately.
The Journal of Utes Dusnaogom Ospum Dub
Year, 10,001
Exact Date, Unknown
Relative date: Day 2
Location: Unknown
I woke up, surprisingly I was not attacked by any creatures during my slumber. But as I turned the corner of the lair I was outside of, harpies, again... These ones moved fast and caught me off guard, they managed to do very little damage though. As I climbed up and around the lair, I spotted another harpy, again, light damage, and again, it died. As I walked away from my fresh kill, ANOTHER FUCKING HARPY? This world must have a ton of them.
(http://i1136.photobucket.com/albums/n497/uubucks1/Harpykill.png)
As I traveled to the east I was ambushed by harpies, they were easily dispatched. This will be a short entry as this day seemed to pass by fast. I managed to find a cave to take refuge in for the night. As long as nothing else lives in here I should be fine, but I must add, that by going in here, I found 3 dead corpses, much armor made out of iron, and coins of every type.
(http://i1136.photobucket.com/albums/n497/uubucks1/cave.png)
*I was able to sleep and not die.*
Day 3
Special things happened today, well first off, when I woke up I decided to try and travel deeper into the cave, well it was occupied, by a large beast, from my bestiary I managed to find that it matched the description of an Ettin. I managed to escape. I traveled east once again, I found an abandoned lair, well, abandoned for the most part. On the approach to the lair I was attacked by harpies, cave sows, vultures, and a Troll! All of which I managed to kill with relative ease. Once again, a short day.
*Sleeping*
I died on day 5 when knocked out by something and pecked to death by buzzards
General => General Discussion => Topic started by: [FPSN]Bokslag on August 08, 2011, 05:36:56 PM