Post by: WillowLuman on April 08, 2012, 07:09:14 pm
So playing around with the world painter on a large world, I wound up with a similar situation to Earwig's ongoing saga. All the land is in the southeastern corner.
EDIT: world is here http://dffd.wimbli.com/file.php?id=6141
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A quick check in adventure mode revealed that there was more than just 'human outsider' available...
The story of Deebus begins in the cave Primechoses the Distinct Sweetness. It is in this homely sounding place that Shidigiginkus, the largest of the kobold tribes, make their home.
Deebus was a fairly unremarkable kobold. He had few friends, and no family. Sometimes he practiced with a spear, but being fairly young he wasn't much use on hunts, only occasionally doing chores for his elders. He once fell into a pool as a child and didn't drown, but aside from that he hadn't anything that the others didn't.
Deebus always dreamed of one day going out with the great heroes and tricksters, to win treasures from the tyrannical beasts who ruled the land. To take a great crystal drum from the dragons, or even a quartz mortar and pestle from the old moon ogre, and bring it back home for the enjoyment of the little ones! To trick and connive the big ones, the great mean monsters who always threw their weight around, to win a victory over them! It would be a fine thing indeed.
One day, he knew he could become a hero to his people. He knew that it was time to follow his dream. Taking a silver spear from the back of the cave, a cave-spider silk pouch, and some modest pieces of Draltha heart, Deebus set out into the night while the others slept. He would make them proud!
Nature had other plans for Deebus, however. It was often cloudy, but the moon could usually be seen. Not having been out much, Deebus didn't notice how pitch dark it was, with his shadow-piercing eyes. Before long a wind began to blow, and it was no normal wind. That night Deebus had chosen to set out in proved to be the fiercest storm in 100 years. He knew not how long it took, but all too soon a driving gale was upon him. He struggled onward yet, no longer knowing where he was going yet in panic knowing he must go, until with terror he felt the wind sweep him up off his feet. Hurtling with terrible speed and with no sense as to which way up he was or where the ground was, Deebus knew no more.
Deebus was awakened by the light of the sun. The storm was gone as quickly as it came, with only clear skies and a gentle breeze in the air. He was surrounded on all sides by snow and trees, stretching as far as he could see in an utterly flat land. As the sun climbed in the eastern sky, Deebus realized for the first time where he truly was. Scared, alone, and utterly lost, Deebus no longer cared about finding treasure or defeating monsters. He just wanted to go home.
But home was nowhere to be seen.
(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/099/9/3/deebus_s_sunrise_by_hugoluman-d4vmehv.png)
Post by: Corai on April 08, 2012, 07:21:33 pm
Put up the world too.
Post by: Loud Whispers on April 08, 2012, 07:23:21 pm
And what's to stop you journeying over the glaciers?
JOURNEY ON KOBOLD.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 08, 2012, 09:53:45 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 09, 2012, 06:49:30 pm
I'm thinking also, just to update now and illustrate later. Good idea?
Post by: Corai on April 09, 2012, 10:27:38 pm
(http://i44.tinypic.com/16a8z6c.jpg)
Post by: WillowLuman on April 09, 2012, 10:32:10 pm
New entry!
Deebus is described as follows. The last note was helpfully added by a kobold historian
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----Day 1----
Deebus wandered through the snow, dumbfounded. The enormity of the world was simply too much for a young kobold who spent nearly all his life in the cave. The legends spoke of great journeys across the lands, about the forests and plains and grinding ice to the far south, but listening to them he could never have imagined the size of it all. The flat, white land, stretching in all directions further than he could see. The expanse of snow. And the trees. What a huge thing these trees were to a kobold, with nothing but himself to compare them to. There were trees outside the cave, but they spread out into big green clouds of leaf. They didn't simply go... up.
The rising sun painted the snow a bright pink, casting long shadows behind the enormous trees. It felt so unreal, and in the sheer mind-numbing strangeness of it all Deebus didn't realize how cold he was in just a cave-spider silk tunic and loincloth. In this dazed state he began walking toward the sun; for he knew he should get moving in some direction. Feeling his feet sink into the snow with each step was an interesting experience, and looking back on the holes that marked his steps seemed eerily odd. While shallow, the snow came nearly up to the knees of the kobold. In fact, the next step felt like it was going to be all the way up to his wai--
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/65x105q90/r/856/holek.png)
"Damnit!" Deebus cursed, because falling flat on his face hurt. Although what he actually said was "Gringiliki ibjili!" because kobolds have the unique trait of speaking and understanding complete gibberish. Rubbing his face, he looked up.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/723x458q90/r/208/ohcraptrog.png)
The troglodyte broke the moment of silence by charging at Deebus. Terrified, the young kobold scrambled for his spear and lifted it up just as he was about to be struck. The troglodyte ran into the spear, jabbing the spear painfully against his ribs and tearing through the muscle. Surprised that he hadn't died, Deebus quickly drew out the spear and jabbed the troglodyte in the chest again. The spear went in deeper that time, and the troglodyte let out a loud gasp, but with an angry snarl it knocked him to the floor.
Deebus rolled out of the way, pulling the spear out and avoiding the next strike. From the side he stuck the creature again with the spear, and a great jet of blood poured out when he withdrew the point. It's pained howl only sounded angrier though. The shriek also terrified Deebus even more, causing him to lash out and strike it in the belly. With a scream that almost made Deebus drop his spear and run, the troglodyte leaped into the air in pain; but only to land on it's knees.
Seeing it double over and fall to the floor, Deebus begin to feel a new sensation growing beside his fear; he might actually win this fight! He looked down on the beast. It had looked so big just a moment ago, but seeing it on the floor... Debus felt big. Slowly, looking the monster in the frenzied eyes, he hefted the spear over his head and slammed the point down upon the troglodyte's face. Ecem Feedfishes was no more.
Deebus could not believe this had actually happened. To kill something so much larger than himself... that was the work of a great warrior. He was no warrior. How could he do such a thing? And yet, there it lay dead. Quite dead. He could do nothing but stare at it for several minutes, his spear hanging limp at his side. Then, finally, the rumbling of his stomach broke his stupor. Deebus looked at the troglodyte, then at his spear, but then realized he was not that hungry.
Post by: Corai on April 09, 2012, 11:12:51 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on April 09, 2012, 11:50:11 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 10, 2012, 12:15:39 am
Knowing he should probably find something to eat, Deebus left the burrow and set out looking for animals. After about half an hour going northeast, though, he found the snow abruptly ended, and the land began sloping up. Curious, he crept up the slope some ways. The ground seemed to have green grass, and that was a good sign. Maybe this was the way home?
Suddenly, a big red thing splattered right at his feet. Looking down, he saw a pool of red, mucus-like ooze. Soon, more began to splat around him and a horrid smell began to fill the air.
Back in the cave, they had heard legends of the mountains. The great stacks of rock, rising up to the clouds. The mountains where horrid mucus rained on the foothills. The mountains where We Must Never Go. A big glob of red slapped into his back. Deebus dashed back to the snow, leaping into the banks and rolling until all the horrible red slime was cleaned off; the stories warned of its ill effects. After dusting the snow out of his tunic, Deebus looked back at the slope and a thought occurred. No one back home knew what direction the mountains were from the Distinct Sweetness. To get back home, he may just have to cross the mountains.
Deebus wandered back into snowy plain. He was surprised to reach the entrance to the burrow so soon, but he was feeling more and more the need to get out of the cold. Climbing down into the hole, though, something didn't seem right.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/162x150q90/r/17/oopsitsthevcc.png)
Deebus almost panicked and bolted for it, but then he realized that the voracious cave crawler hadn't seen him yet. He was just about to creep back out when his stomach growled again. That draltha heart wouldn't last very long, and he had already killed something bigger than him once that day. He had rather liked cave crawler meat when he'd had it once, long ago. Maybe fortune would favor him again that day...
The Voracious Cave Crawler Damse woke suddenly as Deebus approached from behind, rearing up and showing it's rows upon rows of razor-like teeth. Deebus was nearly paralyzed with terror, but enough of his bravado remained to roll out of the way when the beast slammed its mouth down. Before it could recover, he jammed the spear into it's tail, lodging it firmly into Damse's side. Damse spun around and chomped down on Deebus in the arm, causing him to fall over. As Damse reared up to prepare the death blow, Deebus saw his chance and knew it would be the only one. The horrible mouth came speeding towards him. Deebus lifted his spear.
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Post by: Eric Blank on April 10, 2012, 01:10:45 am
Post by: WillowLuman on April 10, 2012, 01:11:53 am
Was it seriously that short a fight? Cave crawlers are nasty things...I got very, very lucky. I hope I don't run into one again, they have made short work of my steel-clad human adventurers before.
Post by: Loud Whispers on April 10, 2012, 09:43:22 am
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Post by: WillowLuman on April 10, 2012, 07:11:32 pm
BTW, I always imagined kobolds as looking kinda like house-elfs.
Post by: Vgray on April 10, 2012, 10:24:45 pm
Post by: Dante on April 12, 2012, 05:31:57 am
Post by: JimDale on April 12, 2012, 04:04:26 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 12, 2012, 05:49:34 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on April 12, 2012, 08:21:47 pm
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I don't knwo if there's enough metalworking reactions to be repalced by these, so you might have to get choosy if you didn't have some of your own to use...
Post by: Quarterblue on April 13, 2012, 03:33:48 am
Post by: Corai on April 13, 2012, 08:01:33 pm
Can Kobolds talk to each other? Are other kobold tribes friendly?
They dont spawn unless you find the cave through fasttravel, and cause of [Utterances] even kobolds cant speak to kobolds, or to humans, or dwarves, or anyone.
So consider Deebus a mute/deaf kobold.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 13, 2012, 11:14:50 pm
Post by: Corai on April 13, 2012, 11:16:53 pm
That said, if anyone grabbed the save I would be grateful for some clues as to the location of Deebus's home. Clues only, mind you, because I've got to keep this story going.
Copy file, retire, search him, find what civ he is, then go to that civ, it'll say the land its in. Not the exact spot though.
And guess your drawing cutebolds now, according to the poll.
.......BEDTIME STORIES ABOUT DEEBUS FOR THE KOBOLD? :3
Post by: WillowLuman on April 13, 2012, 11:23:17 pm
Debus, looking at the fallen troglodyte, realized that his head was very cold and that his large ears were dissipating heat entirely too rapidly (though he didn't realize it in as many words). So he scalped it with his spear and placed the nifty new toupe upon his head. Thus he became known in kobold legends as "that one guy with the black hair"
And he lived continually until future developments (ever after)
Post by: WillowLuman on April 14, 2012, 09:37:31 pm
Anyways...
Deebus had wanted to go hunting with the other adults one day. He had practiced the skills when he was a kid, and consequently the task of skinning game often came down to him. He also often helped the elderly kobolds with chewing the hide into leather and making clothes. So, it was with little difficulty that he skinned the voracious cave crawler and wrapped the hide about him for a cloak. After the pounding-heart feeling (or adrenaline rush, as we say) and the confusion wore off, it was really starting to become apparent that he was in the middle of a snowy plain with nothing but a loincloth and a tunic on his skin. Thinking also of his hunger, he cut off 15 or so chunks of meat from the carcass; what he deemed would be enough to carry. That left him with 19 total portions of food (since he had eaten one of the 5 chunks of draltha heart.)
He left the little burrow to go back and see what there was to be scavenged from the troglodyte's den. After all that had seemed to happen to him, he couldn't believe that it was still before noon!
When he reached the site of the other den again, he saw something sticking out of the snow some 15 feet away from where the storm had landed him. Picking it up, he once more could not believe his luck; the iron shield from his home! Deebus had thought it was lost in the storm, but it had only been separated from him by a small distance. He happily affixed it to his arm and walked away, happy to have something to protect him in this strange place.
Searching the den showed up only pieces of troglodyte scattered during the fight an hour before, so Deebus left the place. With the day still young, Deebus resolved to head as far north as possible; the northern end of the world was the greener one (as the tales told). With some difficulty he also recalled the tale about which way north was from the rising sun. He thought for a moment about leaving the only sure shelter for miles around, but then he had a suspicion that such holes might be frequent.
All during this travel, the mountains had appeared over the horizon. Though he had stumbled upon their foothills earlier, seeing the mountains themselves looming ever higher as he traveled put a sort of dread upon his heart. How could ANYTHING be so big? They scared him, but they also put a sense of wonder into him. Mountains! This could be shaping up to be a real adventure, after all. So, he kept on walking, hoping to reach a green place before he reached the mountains.
At around noon, Deebus came to a place where the snow thinned out, with green grass and thicker (though still sparse) trees ahead. The mountains were not in fact directly north. Here, they were close by, stretching all the way back to the east of him and the northeast, but this green country ran alongside it to the west. His northward journey would not be taking him up the evil peaks.
However, there were other things to fear than mountains. Entering the wooded plains, Deebus was greeted with the sight of yet more terrifying creatures. They were huge and sleek, with big black eyes on the sides of their heads; eyes with a wild look in them, a look like they might become mad at a moments notice and destroy you. They were muscled beyond belief, and pounded the ground with their strange, stone-like feet. They had long manes of hair running down their necks, and tails alike. And when they snorted, deebus could see their huge, slab-like teeth. He had heard legends from far-off places of these creatures, and the vivid stories left no mistake as to what these horrors were:
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/642x217q90/r/560/ohnoeshorsie.png)
Deebus tried to sneak past it, but sneaking, the greatest natural defense of kobolds, failed him. The beasts spotted him and let out the most terrible sound he had ever heard. Most of them seemed to panic and scattered, but the biggest one charged straight at him. She reared up on her hind legs to impale Deebus with her hooves, nearly paralyzing him. He steeled himself, though, and dived out of the way. Her eyes bulging with utter madness, the horse snapped at deebus with foaming jaws. This he barely blocked with the iron shield. Deebus jumped to the left of the horse and drove his spear into her side. This didn't seem to slow her down at all though, as she promptly turned about and kicked him with her back leg. This he caught nearly square in the hip, sending him backwards. There was a searing pain in his leg, and a feeling like something out of place, something bending which shouldn't. Deebus screamed, feeling like he was about to die. He recovered himself, though, moving out of the way before he actually did. Overcome by pain, Deebus knew he couldn't dodge many more blows. Looking up, however, Deebus saw that the horse was limping off, bleeding profusely from the side.
The pain in his leg was nearly unbearable. Though he did not know it, Deebus had an uncommonly high tolerance for pain, so with an injury that would have driven other kobolds to unconsciousness Deebus dragged himself to a hollow in the hillside. In his pain-clouded mind Deebus still knew that he would probably be there for a while. He light some fires around him to ward off the evil spirits who were said to come in the night, and probed at his leg. It felt like one of the bones was out of place, as if there was a gap between his groin and the top of his leg. He wasn't a medicine elder, so he couldn't feel sure, but the bone didn't seem broken. This didn't seem quite as bad, so he attempted to jam the bone back into place. Feeling a pop and a searing pain, Deebus knew no more.
Post by: Corai on April 14, 2012, 09:41:39 pm
A horse. Wow.
TELL ME MORE GRANDPAPPY!
Post by: WillowLuman on April 14, 2012, 11:16:31 pm
Deebus awoke to find the world dark, with a great orangeness in the east. He found that he could stand once more, with only a small sore discomfort in the hip, but also that his shoulder was sore and that his left hand hurt quite badly. Looking at it, he was shocked to see that the little finger was bent almost backwards. How had he not noticed that yesterday? Had the pain of his leg really blotted out his other injuries?
Creeping along, fearful of being attacked at any moment and devoured by horses, Deebus continued his journey. He didn't need to fear for too long, however, as it was he who discovered the horse (and not the other way around.) She was standing, seemingly alone but possibly with other fiends waiting in ambush. She had a large scab on the side of her body; it was the one from yesterday! Deebus could see on her back hoof, still stained with his own blood.
It was then that the strangest of things happened. Deebus looked down upon the beast that nearly killed him only a sunrise ago. A beast that, by all rights and reasons for kobolds, he should flee; but a beast that had wronged him too. Maybe it was that it was wounded. Maybe it was the fact that he'd killed two things before breakfast yesterday. Whatever it was, though, Deebus felt something new that day, something that made him master his fear. He knew one thing: the horse must die.
Like any kobold, Deebus knew that picking a fight with something larger than himself was a quick way to get killed. There were many creatures in the world that would gladly tear a kobold limb from limb and scatter their guts in the dirt, laughing at the pain. Creatures that kobolds should avoid at all costs. Now Deebus saw a chance to make a world with one less of those creatures.
Creeping up behind the horse, Deebus readied for a strike. Sensing danger, the horse kicked him in the chest. The blow didn't hit quite right, though, and only served to send him flying backwards. The horse charged at him, but he ducked under her and stabbed her in the belly. Her guts torn, the horse spewed vomit and then looked at Deebus with eyes of pure hatred. Now she was enraged.
The horse kicked Deebus away again, pulling the spear from her belly, but as she stood over him again Deebus jabbed her in the side of the head, chipping the skull. This made the horse vomit again, giving him time to stand up. Before the horse could recover, Deebus stabbed her in the front of the chest, producing a huge jet of blood as the heart was grazed. Now it was only a matter of time. The horse could still strike him down, though.
The horse continued to try to pound Deebus into the ground with her hooves, fueled no doubt by it's demonic malice. Deebus only continued to stab it in the guts each time it reared, however, and soon it fell over in sheer pain. He struck her in the head, fracturing her skull. Finally, he raised his spear high over his head and brought it down upon her throat.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/796x174q90/r/803/horsedie.png)
After butchering the beast, Deebus made a pouch from her hide for putting snow it. He'd need something to drink after this, and horse blood didn't seem too appetizing. Then he had another idea.
Deebus skinned the head and took her skull. The beast that nearly took his head would now protect it.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/867x124q90/r/37/newgearn.png)
Post by: Corai on April 14, 2012, 11:23:19 pm
Is this another tall-tale grandpa? Like the one about the pup that struck down a dragon.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 14, 2012, 11:30:51 pm
OOOOOOH. HE KILLED A HORSE?Nope, he really killed it. And it damn near killed him, too.
Is this another tall-tale grandpa? Like the one about the pup that struck down a dragon.
Post by: Corai on April 14, 2012, 11:33:16 pm
OOOOOOH. HE KILLED A HORSE?Nope, he really killed it. And it damn near killed him, too.
Is this another tall-tale grandpa? Like the one about the pup that struck down a dragon.
Did Deebus ever get home? And why did he get a toupe?
Post by: WillowLuman on April 14, 2012, 11:40:59 pm
Well, little one, let me get to the end of the story! Patience is a good virtue.OOOOOOH. HE KILLED A HORSE?Nope, he really killed it. And it damn near killed him, too.
Is this another tall-tale grandpa? Like the one about the pup that struck down a dragon.
Did Deebus ever get home? And why did he get a toupe?
Post by: Corai on April 14, 2012, 11:42:24 pm
Well, little one, let me get to the end of the story! Patience is a good virtue.OOOOOOH. HE KILLED A HORSE?Nope, he really killed it. And it damn near killed him, too.
Is this another tall-tale grandpa? Like the one about the pup that struck down a dragon.
Did Deebus ever get home? And why did he get a toupe?
Hmpth.
And grandpa, why are those elven women not dead yet? And not wearing clothes. They been in the elder's council room for 5 days now ever since that siege was broken.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 14, 2012, 11:45:06 pm
Post by: Corai on April 14, 2012, 11:46:46 pm
Well, that's anotherthreadstory entirely
Okee, I was just wondering.
While Hugo starts thinking of the story, Corai begins to play with a wooden spear, pretending he was Deebus. He was later dragged back with a bruise on his head from trying to kill a baby horse.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 15, 2012, 01:23:44 am
Oh well, at least I've got the chestplate, helmet, and boots.
Post by: Corai on April 15, 2012, 01:24:44 am
Post by: WillowLuman on April 15, 2012, 01:31:53 am
Oh well, time to search blindly, and along the way do good deeds, right wrongs, and get horribly scared!
Post by: Corai on April 15, 2012, 01:33:04 am
It just occurred to me that I have don't know if the sitefinder works without civs. Umm, does it? If not, I don't know how to find Deebus's home cave. I wish I could just know what region it's in, but that would require looking in legends.
Oh well, time to search blindly, and along the way do good deeds, right wrongs, and get horribly scared!
Kobolds are a civ, thus it will work. Strangely so are hydras, sea monsters, and merpeople, but there enity doesn't allow em to spawn.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 15, 2012, 02:35:40 am
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There stood Murime Murorrolvinry Daterfortur, sometimes known as the Bronze King of The Ashen Steppes. A giant of a peculiar shape, not unlike a kobold but very strange (to a kobold. To one of mankind, it would be more familiar.) Upon it's head was a great crown, and a huge stiff beard flowed from it's chin. It's adornments were part of it, the whole creature being one giant, singular mass of living metal. No kobold knew from whence it came. Some say it was created by the great spirits. Some say it was built by a strange people in their likeness, long ago in the time of the far-old fathers. Some say it was birthed by the mountains and sired by the ocean. Whatever the case, Murime was a living legend. That tyrant who ruled a kingdom of ruin filled with the bones of its slaves and the tributary treasures taken with a crushing metal fist.
It was then that, as was happening more and more, Deebus got a familiar feeling. The feeling that here was a chance to do something for his people that would live on in legends. The feeling of destiny. This was one of the mighty beasts that oppressed the kobolds and put it's heel to their faces. The skeletons of the others were testimony. The greatest heroes of the kobolds were the ones that won victory over the brute force of the great monsters with cunning and deceit:
Deebus knew that he had to steal something from this temple.
Deebus scanned around, looking for a prize. Around Murime's feet there were piles of treasure (and kobold bones). Chief among the plunder, however, were two bows of pure silver, a magnificent shiny copper drum, and an iron short sword. Deebus's mind went first to the drum, but then to the short sword; it would be much more practical. Then he realized; why take only one? He could take as much as he wanted as long as the Colossus didn't see him. After much deliberation and heart searching, Deebus decided to go for the sword first, so that if he was noticed he could at least flee with that.
With tentative steps, he approached the feet of the King. Murime was looking out to the east, with a face devoid of all emotion except cold conceit and a body devoid of movement; nevertheless, Deebus knew Murime was far from dead. All the treasure sat behind him. It seemed too good to be true.
Deebus crept closer, ever closer. The wind was in a stiff breeze, just enough to rattle through the bones in a way that made Deebus very uneasy. He had to be careful where he tread, as the skeletons were everywhere. One wrong step and the silence of the land would be broken by a loud crunch...
Slowly, so very slowly, Deebus worked his way to the very ankles of the god-like Bronze King. Very, very, very gingerly he loosed the sword from 5 skeletal fingers. He carefully placed this in his pack and stepped towards to bows--
click
Deebus felt a skull crumble under his foot. In one eternal moment, Deebus looked up at Murime, knowing a face of infinite anger looked at him, expecting to see a 20 ton fist racing towards him.
Nothing.
Murime still stared out to the east. It hadn't noticed. Deebus let out an inaudible sigh of relief and gingerly worked the bows out from the piles of bones. One was encircled with bands of oval chert cabochons, the other decorated with rat bone and hanging rings of nickel. Fine treasures which would show his tribe that the mighty Bronze King had been defrauded.
Next, Deebus scooped up the drum. It was sitting on the floor, completely unobstructed.
After eying a very nice copper cage, he decided that he couldn't possibly lift it and that he'd certainly stolen enough for it to count. Deebus made a quiet exit, then once in the grass and off the chalk flagstones, ran like Murime himself was chasing him.
History would later remember that in 201, a copper drum, a silver bow, a silver bow, and an iron short sword were stolen from Oilnail by Deebus.
Post by: Corai on April 15, 2012, 02:40:40 am
Post by: WillowLuman on April 15, 2012, 02:41:55 am
Post by: Corai on April 15, 2012, 02:46:43 am
.....Look at my toy spear!
Post by: WillowLuman on April 15, 2012, 02:48:20 am
Oh. How do you remember all this off the top of your head? Its a very long story, and you haven't even gotten past the first day yet.
.....Look at my toy spear!
Write it down as I play.
That toy spear is probably more deadly that the real silver spear, I must say. Silver does not make good pointy objects.
Post by: Corai on April 15, 2012, 02:50:12 am
Oh. How do you remember all this off the top of your head? Its a very long story, and you haven't even gotten past the first day yet.
.....Look at my toy spear!
Write it down as I play.
That toy spear is probably more deadly that the real silver spear, I must say. Silver does not make good pointy objects.
As you play? What are you talking about grandpa. This isnt marbles.
(Everything I say is the lil' pup im pretending to be)
Post by: Hotaru on April 15, 2012, 03:55:43 am
Can't seem to get Deebus to wear +horse bone gauntlets+
Oh well, at least I've got the chestplate, helmet, and boots.
Gauntlets that work are "left or right gauntlet"
Just "gauntlets" don't work. This is a problem that was with Genesis mod in last version.
Interestingly boots don't specify which leg.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 15, 2012, 03:54:03 pm
Advice on how to make the reaction work would be great.Can't seem to get Deebus to wear +horse bone gauntlets+
Oh well, at least I've got the chestplate, helmet, and boots.
Gauntlets that work are "left or right gauntlet"
Just "gauntlets" don't work. This is a problem that was with Genesis mod in last version.
Interestingly boots don't specify which leg.
Maybe posting drawing later today.
Also, what direction to go from here?
Post by: Corai on April 15, 2012, 03:55:17 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on April 15, 2012, 11:44:30 pm
And I would suggest systematically searching the entire island until you find your cave. Beware of the inhabitants of lairs!
Post by: WillowLuman on April 16, 2012, 09:31:02 pm
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Post by: Eric Blank on April 17, 2012, 01:30:37 am
Post by: Loud Whispers on April 17, 2012, 05:59:43 am
Gauntlets that work are "left or right gauntlet"Many moons ago, boots were not made to support a left or right foot - they could be worn on either. This is purposely made to reflect in DF.
Just "gauntlets" don't work. This is a problem that was with Genesis mod in last version.
Interestingly boots don't specify which leg.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 20, 2012, 10:47:05 pm
After his brave theft from Bronze King Murime, the oral tradition of the kobolds would forever name him as "Deebus Katdireser", or Deebus Glimmerglittered, for the glittering treasure he brought for the enjoyment of his people.
At the time, however, the glory of Deebus's exploits were somewhat hampered by a concerning matter. His left little finger still hurt from the unfortunate encounter with the horse, with the nail still smashed and the flesh underneath raw. What was worse, though, was that the skin around the wound had begun to turn green. There was a throbbing pain coming from the finger, and it had been feeling sore for a while now. Though it hampered him only slightly now, Deebus could only wonder and worry if it could get worse.
Still, his spirits could only be dampened by that for so long. In good cheer he soon set forth again, heading northeast as he judged by the sun. Along the way, he was accosted by terrible vermin.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/817x157q90/r/812/toughbunny.png)
Deebus had attempted to sneak past the rabbits, and possibly bag one of them to restock on meat, but the rabbit he was dealing with had sharper senses than most. And bigger muscles, too. For instead of running at the approach of danger, it laughed. Taking Deebus quite by surprise and nearly banishing his adventuring enthusiasm, the rabbit buck buck-kicked him square in the chest, knocking him over. Deebus countered with a glancing blow to it's head. The rabbit only kept coming, not caring about mere torn fat.
Recovering from being stunned, however, Deebus soon ended the fight. No matter how valiant, a rabbit is no match for a silver spear. With it's guts now spilled on the grass, Deebus took a moment to honor his worthy opponent. Then off he crept again, for there isn't much on a rabbit for eating.
After a few hours of creeping through the hills, Deebus came to a stream. He had stopped a few times earlier to swim in a muddy pond, but he now realized that the water from those made him smell bad. Swimming in those had been alright, though they were disgusting, but now he wondered about crossing this. Unlike the ponds, this water ran, and Deebus had never swam in running water before. It seemed a bit dangerous to try. Perhaps he should follow the bank until he found a way around, and journey in another direction?
Then again, he had just stolen from a powerful creature. Though Murime seemed like he might not notice much, it seemed like a good idea to put as much distance from Oilnail as he could and stay away for a while. Deebus then saw that a flock of kea were resting near by. These horrible grey parrots had wicked hooked beaks and were nearly his size. That settled it; he needed to get further away from the river without going closer to the shrine.
Surprisingly, Deebus found that the current was gentle and managed to cross without incident. The going was tough, though, and he wondered if he could stand up to a stronger current, or what to do if the next one was full of animals.
At noon, Deebus came to The Spattered Forest. Soon, under the eaves of the trees, Deebus became lost and though he was sure it was still just after noon, he decided to make camp and wait for tomorrow. He was tired, and wanted to have a good look at his finger. Following tradition, he set a ring of fires about him to ward off evil spirits. In the morning, he woke up to the dying fires and found that his finger had not gotten any better.
Day 3
After leaving the forest, Deebus was no longer lost and determined that he was now west of the direction he had been heading. Furthermore, he had found himself back in a frozen place.
This one was different than the one before though. The whole seemed to be a deep bowl-like basin or valley, sloping gently downward. It stretched to the horizon, same as before, but this time there were no trees. The view was not unbroken, as there were tall cliffs of what looked like pure ice, but under the snow there was no grass or soil; just ice.
Deebus strolled wonderingly down into the bowl. A land of only ice? Who could have imagined such a thing! And yet, here it was, and here he was. Deebus was warm in his cloak, and it seemed a relief to crunch through the snow in his boots, no longer barefoot. Perhaps nothing can live in such a place? he thought, reflecting on the lack of any kind of vegetation. Maybe here he could stop creeping, and perhaps walk without fear for a while. So he did, and set out on a much faster, carefree pace.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/607x458q90/r/845/pbandd.png)
In just a few happy, carefree steps, the bear was brought into Deebus's view. It was huge, huger by far than any other animal Deebus had seen. It was not the incomprehensible vastness of the Bronze King, but it was still a barely-comprehensible hugeness of white fur and thick, shaggy limbs. The whole thing seemed like a great beast made of fluffy snow. It had two tiny, glistening black eyes amid a huge muzzle that gave off every impression of hiding a fearsome set of teeth. What was not hidden were the long, black claws on its huge paws.
Deebus saw the bear. The bear saw Deebus. They remained frozen, looking at each other for a few moments.
The bear barreled towards Deebus. Mind blanking, Deebus picked up a chunk of ice and hurled it at the bear, to his surprise striking it directly in the front of the chest and eliciting a gasp. Having some of the wind knocked out of it only seemed to slow its charge, and before Deebus knew it the bear was upon him.
It swatted him in the chest with it's huge paw, but due to the cloak and thick bone chestplate, all the force of the blow merely sent him flying backwards instead of caving in his ribs. When it came upon him again, he stabbed it full in the chest, piercing the right lung. It recoiled from him and then slumped a few paces away.
Seeing his enemy flee, Deebus went on the offensive. This proved quite foolhardy though, as the bear was by no means subdued yet. It swatted him to the ground once more, and turned around to disembowel the kobold. Deebus caught her teeth with his iron shield, however, and stabbed it in the front leg. The bear lashed at him in pain, but this too was blocked. This time, Deebus was the one to try the disembowling. He lunged forward, sinking the spear into the bear's belly and tearing her guts. The bear vomited and staggered, charging at Deebus in her rage.
She barreled into him and sent them both tumbling. She got up first and tried to scramble away from this crazy little creature, but Deebus yelled and leaped upon her with the spear. This caught her full in the left front leg, biting into the bone and sending her painfully crashing down. Now Deebus stood over the bear, and raised up his spear to strike at the chest. His spear caught her paw, however, and shattered the bone. The bear rolled around, convulsing in pain and nausea. It was nearly helpless now, and Deebus closed in to strike again.
Quickly he bashed her in the head, then brought the point around and stuck her in the belly again. He twisted the spear deep into the abdomen then lept back before one of the bear's increasingly weakened swipes could hit him. He rolled around to the side of her and stabbed her back paw, slowing her down more.
Still she kept lunging toward him with her remaining mobility, scattering the snow each time. But at last she passed out from pain, and Deebus drove the spear deep into her throat. She bleed out, forming a great patch of red snow.
Deebus removed his weapon from the bear's throat and wiped off the blood in the snow. He was covered in vomit and blood, and a great beast lay dead at his feet.
And the day had barely begun.
Post by: Corai on April 20, 2012, 11:10:18 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on April 20, 2012, 11:18:19 pm
Post by: Corai on April 20, 2012, 11:19:12 pm
Damn. "Crazy little creature" is right. Nobody would screw with a polar bear without a serious firearm and plenty of booze, especially not a child-sized kobold!
Deebus is not your average kobold dad....or other relative.
(In-charecterness)
Post by: WillowLuman on April 20, 2012, 11:20:02 pm
Whats a polar bear grandpa? It sounds pretty bad. And did he get disemboweled?Well, you know those big ugly brown things outside the cave that you know as "bears"? Try picturing one of those but twice as big and mean, and absolutely snow white.
And it was the bear who was disembowled.
On that note, what do I do with a polar bear corpse? Can't really make any more armor, unfortunately. Arrows?
Post by: Corai on April 20, 2012, 11:21:33 pm
Whats a polar bear grandpa? It sounds pretty bad. And did he get disemboweled?Well, you know those big ugly brown things outside the cave that you know as "bears"? Try picturing one of those but twice as big and mean, and absolutely snow white.
And it was the bear who was disembowled.
On that note, what do I do with a polar bear corpse? Can't really make any more armor, unfortunately. Arrows?
Yes, or make a bone-dagger batch to throw.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 21, 2012, 01:12:39 am
After wandering for a few hours, he saw another bear. This time, he had been more careful and used his finely-honed sneaking skills, thus remaining unseen. Feeling quite confidant (some would say foolish) after that morning's previous victory, he took out his bow to try his luck. Quickly drawing back the string as he had seen the grown hunters do, he loosed an arrow which spun right over the bear's ear. The bear hardly noticed, so Deebus tried once more.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Travelling northward until noon, Deebus came at last to the end of the glacial valley. It was with some reluctance that he stepped off the ice and onto the cold soil. Something about the place had seemed so tranquil... so peaceful. There were the bears, but they were few and far between, and with the smell of death on him they would avoid him. In the end, though, his longing for home proved greater, and he choose to continue the long search of the whole world.
Along the way through the forest, he practiced with the bow. He shot at some kea, but had no luck in hitting any of them and decided to save practice until he could get more arrows. The kea never noticed his presence, though, and while creeping through the woods he was surprised at how none of the animals noticed his passing and at the quick pace he made. Quite the master at it he'd become!
After a few otherwise uneventful hours of creeping, early in the afternoon Deebus came again to a stream. He knew he was getting to be very far northeast from where he had started, and that once he was at the northern most shores of the Land, he could begin searching around it (as per a vaguely remembered story indicating the home cave was somewhere in the north of the Land). With that in mind, he quickly swam across the stream, and, pausing to think for a moment, refilled his 2 horse-leather waterskins.
In this almost-eastern region, the Craterous Hills, he found that there were bears as well. They were different bears; smaller and brown, though still enormous to a kobold, and shaggier. He didn't bother it though, as despite the morning's events he didn't feel inclined to go right up to big animals looking for trouble. When he climbed out of a ditch, though, one saw him and he fired a warning shot at it. At least, he meant to, but instead the arrow sailed right into it's chest and it began gasping. Since it seemed like the only way now, he backed off slowly and fired another arrow at it. This one struck it in the neck, paralyzing it and causing it to fall over.
Deebus watched as it slowly gasped out. Not wanting to let it go to waste, he went over and cut up the body. He'd need more arrows.
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 01:19:43 am
Deebus is not real, he just cant be grandpa.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 21, 2012, 01:22:57 am
He killed a bear? Without any form of training?Oh, but believe me he is. I understand though, I have a hard time believing that he actually made that shot. Maybe he's always had a latent talent for bowmanship that only now can be unleashed? We'll see how long his luck holds out...
Deebus is not real, he just cant be grandpa.
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 01:25:21 am
He killed a bear? Without any form of training?Oh, but believe me he is. I understand though, I have a hard time believing that he actually made that shot. Maybe he's always had a latent talent for bowmanship that only now can be unleashed? We'll see how long his luck holds out...
Deebus is not real, he just cant be grandpa.
You just KodKod'd it! (Jinxed)
Post by: Eric Blank on April 21, 2012, 01:29:48 am
...and with the smell of death on him they would avoid him...
kekecqwahahahahaha!
Oh poor deebus, you sadly ignorant kobold! Polar bears would happily scavenge any sort of meat they come across: the smell of death is a LURE! Which is actually true for all bears or woodland predators. Blood and gore is the last thing you want to be tracking around, because they'll come looking for a wounded or dead animal, and find a cute, delicious little kobold that they would think offers no threat to them.
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 01:31:13 am
...and with the smell of death on him they would avoid him...
kekecqwahahahahaha!
Oh poor deebus, you sadly ignorant kobold! Polar bears would happily scavenge any sort of meat they come across: the smell of death is a LURE! Which is actually true for all bears or woodland predators. Blood and gore is the last thing you want to be tracking around, because they'll come looking for a wounded or dead animal, and find a cute, delicious little kobold that they would think offers no threat to them.
Elf!
The pup begins to sadly smash his tiny fists against Eric's legs, not even bruising it. Rather cute if you look at it from a distance.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 21, 2012, 02:33:37 am
The cave went deep into the hill, through a long crooked passage. At the end was a fork, and taking the left one Deebus found himself in a large chamber where the skeletons of 3 kobolds lay. This told him that here was either a place of danger, or that this was a cave of another tribe which had starved. There didn't seem to be any of the familiar signs of life around the cave, though, so he stayed cautious. There was, however, something else which caught his attention on the floor of this room, something shiny: a crown, a crown of pure satinspar.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/338x355q90/r/163/satinsparcrown.png)
He took it, and with it found he knew he must explore the cave for other wonders. Going up the other branch, he found a similar chamber. It was filled with two more kobold skeletons, some shredded cave-spider silk clothes, a zinc cage, and Victingel Robuststrain the Strong-Years of Contesting.
The cyclops was huge and ugly. Despite her enormous size she seemed to be of squat build, and was enormously fat. A mop of filthy tan hair rimmed her ugly face, which was dominated by a humungous brown eye set deeply in the middle. As Deebus crept in, she sang "Fee! Fi! Fo! Fum! I smell the blood of a Kobold, yum!" Of course, she was only singing idly, as she had no idea Deebus was there. And he was only scared by her booming high voice, for he did not understand her speech.
As there did not seem to be anything else to steal, Deebus decided it was time to flee. As he turned to leave, though, he stepped on the ribs of a skeleton on the floor. crack! Victingel turned around, and smiled with her horrible crowded teeth. She began to lumber after Deebus, but he was too quick for her, dashing off down the tunnel and firing arrows behind him. These stuck her in the limbs in many places, but she only pulled them out and dropped them like stingers from a bee.
One lucky shot managed to pierce her in the chest, between two rolls of fat, sinking in and stabbing through the lung. She was angry now, though, and when she stumbled she only continued to crawl after him. Deebus loosed another arrow and caught her in the hip. She kept crawling on towards him still, and now he'd realized that he was cornered in the other chamber. One of them had to die to end this.
Arrow after arrow he fired at her, and she kept dragging herself towards him. Prone as she was she could easily crush him with one swing of her gargantuan arm. Finally, out of desperation, when she came within striking distance of him he struck first, stabbing her through the nose. She passed out from pain, and Deebus saw his miraculous chance. Again and again he plunged the spear into her eye, sending out huge torrents of blood each time. He kept on stabbing that eye, destroying it, until finally the last of Victingel's life blood came from the wound.
Quietly deebus returned to the back of the cave and sat down. He was grateful that he had survived that ordeal, and happy that he had won such a treasure as the crown. Finally, he was sorry for his unknown kinfolk and apologized for stepping on the ribs of one of them. After taking time to reflect on who these kobolds might have been, Deebus decided he would sleep here tonight.
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 02:39:36 am
Post by: Eric Blank on April 21, 2012, 09:16:38 am
...Where the HELL do items like that come from in a world without civilized life that gives a crap about making crap? Kobolds don't make things like that...
Post by: Loud Whispers on April 21, 2012, 09:38:14 am
Kobolds don't make things like that...
Legends speak of a mad race of squat people, who would often craft treasures beyond sense in strange moods. Alas, they appear to be gone in this world.
Post by: Vorthon on April 21, 2012, 10:17:07 am
Also, to get in on the RP stuff going on:
*Is sitting in a corner, listening, wide-eyed and slack-jawed with wonder at how F##KING awesome this is.*
Post by: Orky_Boss on April 21, 2012, 10:33:06 am
In Character: "Come on, is this another one of your tall tales? There's no way a single Kobold could pull this kind of stuff off!"
Post by: WillowLuman on April 21, 2012, 11:55:56 am
Post by: Orky_Boss on April 21, 2012, 11:56:21 am
Edit: Second time. Hero. a staircase with pillers around it is right next to my spawn. I go inside. a Bunch of threats ensue, and as I try to sneak around, I get spotted by a minotaur, and die in the first round before I can do anything.
Damn, kobolds are FRAGILE!
Post by: WillowLuman on April 21, 2012, 08:32:27 pm
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 09:31:40 pm
Post by: Orky_Boss on April 21, 2012, 09:43:07 pm
"yea, gramps. How does he carry all this stuff? Does he have super strength or something?
[sarcasm]And when are you going to get to the part where he tears Armok and new one?"[/sarcasm]
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 09:45:55 pm
IC:
"yea, gramps. How does he carry all this stuff? Does he have super strength or something?
[sarcasm]And when are you going to get to the part where he tears Armok and new one?"[/sarcasm]
Why are you talking like a elf Orky? You know what they do to little pups they get there hands on!
......I can never unsee that....
Post by: Orky_Boss on April 21, 2012, 10:17:58 pm
"What? The sight of a kobold being torn apart, staying conscious long enough to see the elves eating it's own flesh, or something far more perverted than a youngster like you should picture?"
"As for speaking like an elf, I was simply using something called sarcasm. I mean seriously. Killing an ogre? Stealing from a Bronze Colossous's hoard of treasure? Killing a horse? Come on, do you really expect us to belive this? WE'RE KOBOLDS, FOR CRYING OUT F*CKING LOUD! EVEN A LITTER OF RABBITS COULD KILL US! You go on one hunting trip with the adults, look me straight in the eye, and tell me we aren't at the bottom of the f*cking food chain!"
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 10:19:46 pm
OOC: By the way, I'm roleplayi g the equivilent of a teenager
"What? The sight of a kobold being torn apart, staying conscious long enough to see the elves eating it's own flesh, or something far more perverted than a youngster like you should picture?"
"As for speaking like an elf, I was simply using something called sarcasm. I mean seriously. Killing an ogre? Stealing from a Bronze Colossous's hoard of treasure? Killing a horse? Come on, do you really expect us to belive this? WE'RE KOBOLDS, FOR CRYING OUT F*CKING LOUD! EVEN A LITTER OF RABBITS COULD KILL US! You go on one hunting trip with the adults, look me straight in the eye, and tell me we aren't at the bottom of the f*cking food chain!"
.....Im six!
(I could NOT resist that, the most iconic moment of Dwarf Fortress's youth.)
......I killed a beetle once......After getting my right hand broken.....
Post by: Orky_Boss on April 21, 2012, 10:46:01 pm
"But anyways. Back to story time. What epic feat will Deebus perform next?
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 10:49:47 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 21, 2012, 11:30:25 pm
Deebus awoke in the cave and walked out into the dawn. Last night he hadn't set watch fires, because the old wives said that evil spirits never bothered those who stayed underground. In the grey hours of the morning he began creeping eastward. He thought that perhaps, now being north of the dread mountains, he could go around and see what was on the other side.
Shortly after sunrise he found himself in a thickly wooded and densely snow-covered country. Here he found packs of dingos, the cousins of the wolves that often stalked unfortunate kobolds. These he crept past as they slept, not wishing to be overwhelmed by an entire frenzied pack. Further on he found a few turkeys, and decided to refill his pack by bagging one. Sneaking up carefully behind a hen, he speared it in the skull and killed her before she even knew he was there. He also managed to kill a nearby gobbler, but this was loud enough for the others to notice him and they all fled.
He shot another one of the gobblers and then finished it with his spear. The other turkeys were gone now, though, but these three, scrawny though they were, would together provide an ample supply of meat and bones.
Deebus crossed over a frozen brook into a frozen swampland. Passing further eastward, he swam across a stream into a non-frozen swamp. Further eastward he came to a small waterfall in an adjacent swamp valley, where a brook fell into a stream. He wondered about where to cross, whether the greatest danger came from falling over or getting sucked under. After a few minutes of thought, Deebus decided to go for the lower.
After that, up and down wooded hills he went, going ever eastward. The countryside reminded him of his home. All the trees, the animals, and the stone seemed familiar. Suddenly, he came upon something that made his heart leap.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
The stonecrafter Tlikibrildus saw him approach. At first he was fightened at seeing a figure, covered in bones and pelts with what looked like a horse skull coming out of a bear's mouth for a head. Then he saw the spear and recognized it. That spear had gone missing from the hoard 4 days ago, along with a nearly grown kobold. Deebus.
He ran up to greet him, scarcely believing that he was alive. Deebus had few that had been close to him, but in the general closeness of kobold tribes any loss of one so young was felt bitterly. They greeted each other and Tlikibrildus asked him what happened. Deebus told him. He began with his taking the shield and spear and leaving, and the horrible storm. As Deebus told his tale, other kobolds heard the news and came out to listen. He told of the three monsters he had killed, of the daring theft from Murime, of the horses and the bears and the surprising rabbit. Some of them were incredulous, but then he produced the drum and the crown, and showed them his bow. The horse skull and bearskin were self evident.
Now knowing his tales to be true, his small audience ran back into the cave, into the depths and shouted the news. Deebus was swept off his feet by a crowd of his fellow kobolds and carried into the cave. He expected everything to be different, but was surprised to find everything as he remembered. Those four days had felt like such a long time, with everything that happened in them.
Deebus was glad to be home at last, celebrating and talking with the people he knew. There was a big feast, supplemented by the large amount of delicious meat he had acquired on his journey. Afterwards, he settled down on the cave floor for a night of well-earned rest. Home at last. He could go back to... doing what he did before? What to do now? He was a hero, and going back to doing small tasks for his elders didn't seem so comfortable an idea anymore. Not that they would want him too, though. What was there to do, when one was a hero?
Little did he know, Deebus's journey was only just beginning.
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 11:33:23 pm
The pup begins jumping up and down, irritating Orky.
Post by: Orky_Boss on April 21, 2012, 11:42:08 pm
OOC: Also, you should look to replacing the silver spear with at least copper, since he is likely more skilled with a spear than a sword.
Post by: Corai on April 21, 2012, 11:43:52 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 22, 2012, 12:16:50 am
"Maybe he will kill Mermines! Do you remember that elf or human, whatever, that killed a bronze colossus with a fluffy-wambler!"
Oh, that would be a day for the history books that. I must attempt it!
Also, here's Deebus's stats by the time he returned home:
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/734x458q90/r/515/deebusstats.png)
Never used fast travel, so sneaking the whole journey really did wonders for the skill.
Had to do some trickiness to prevent a loyalty cascade, btw.
Post by: Corai on April 22, 2012, 12:19:00 am
Post by: WillowLuman on April 22, 2012, 12:38:21 am
(Loyalty Cascade, why?)Creatures with utterances, even if you're part of their civ, will attack you on sight. Then, because they attacked a member of their own civ, other members will become friendly and start attacking the one that attacked you.
Post by: Corai on April 22, 2012, 12:39:10 am
Grandpappy, what ever happened to Deebus after?
Post by: WillowLuman on April 22, 2012, 12:48:14 am
Post by: WillowLuman on April 22, 2012, 01:47:29 am
A scream echoed from far below. Kobolds came rushing up from the lower levels of the cavern, looks of terror on their faces. Deebus wondered what was happening, why all his friends were running in terror. He managed to catch one of his fellows as she ran, and she told him that there were naked mole dogs and giant spiders and troglodytes bellow. Several kobolds were already dead.
Deebus needed to hear no more. Grabbing his spear and bow from next to his sleeping space, he ran downwards, against the streaming, screaming kobolds going the other way.
Down and down the spiraling passage he went, until he reached an expansive cavern deep underground. Here was where the kobolds piled their treasures high, though they knew not how far the darkness went. Deebus looked around at an unreal scene. By now many kobolds lay dead, but so did many naked mole dogs and troglodytes. There were the hunters, who had slain most of the monsters by the time Deebus got down there, but they were wounded and tired. They told Deebus that they had driven the other monsters away, but that some kobolds had become scattered and lost in the dark.
Deebus rushed out and called for the lost ones. He soon found them and they told him which way the monsters went. As he chased, though, he found only a cave crocodile next to a few mangled kobold corpses. This he shot then slew with a stab to the neck, but cursed in the gibberish of kobolds that by now the other monsters would be too far for his vengeance to reach. It did not matter, though, as for now at least his people were safe.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 23, 2012, 06:30:48 pm
Post by: Corai on April 23, 2012, 09:10:44 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on April 23, 2012, 09:36:25 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 23, 2012, 09:52:23 pm
Post by: Corai on April 23, 2012, 09:53:45 pm
I dunno, finding a curious structure seems like the last thing I should do. I mean, I still intend to do it, but to do it last. Hoping I'll find a blueberry spear when I do, though.
Cant, no dwarven civs. You should retire, make kobolds civ_playable, dig that deep, get some adamanite, and use DFhack to fill in where you dug.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 23, 2012, 10:02:02 pm
In any curious structure, there is a random upright blueberry weapon which, if removed, opens the lid on the can, then the springy snakes come out. Doesn't matter what civs there are. Though the undead guards in this world could only be kobolds, so it would be easier getting in.I dunno, finding a curious structure seems like the last thing I should do. I mean, I still intend to do it, but to do it last. Hoping I'll find a blueberry spear when I do, though.
Cant, no dwarven civs. You should retire, make kobolds civ_playable, dig that deep, get some adamanite, and use DFhack to fill in where you dug.
Post by: Eric Blank on April 23, 2012, 10:10:10 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 24, 2012, 12:23:38 am
She also told him of the Great Dark. Rarely, if ever, did things stir down in it or come up from it to bother the kobolds of Shidigiginkus. There had been signs now, though, like the attack today. Something was stirring, she said. Once in a hundred autumns did the interesting times come. 100 or so years ago a great storm wrack the island. The great storm that bore him away on that fateful night was a sign.
Then she told him that the Elders knew it was a sign of something else, too. That after such a long time a kobold came who could not only steal from those great monsters of the world that put the kobolds under their heels, but slay them as well. They said that Deebus had become mighty for a kobold, but that his true might didn't come from his body, for Deebus possessed great cunning. From what had happened and what Deebus had done in just 4 days, the Elders believed now that the Ancestors had chosen him.
Chosen him to deliver their people from tyranny.
Deebus was astonished. How could this be? It was true that he had done truly amazing things. His bravado had been stoked, but faded now to modesty and disbelief. He said that it had been merely luck. That he was only trying to survive, and felt the occasional foolish boldness. He could not be courageous, for he had felt fear, been terrified, in every battle.
Grakakakalis smiled. She told him that courage was not the lack of fear, but the ability to continue in spite of fear. Though he had been a near-grown whelp a week ago, now he had without doubt made his rite of passage. He was stronger than he knew, and there was much potential in him yet. They knew he could do what they had said. He must not be so unsure of himself.
Finally conceding, he stood up straight. What would they ask of him? He didn't know where any monsters were.
They told him where he could start his journey. From there he would find his way. Go to the southeast, they said, where you will find the cave of Bellechoed. A troglodyte called Kraang, a mauler of kobolds, dwells there.
Respectfully bowing, Deebus left immediately.
Deebus left the cave to find the sun in the western sky, leaving plenty of time for the short journey. As the elders said, Bellechoed was about half a league to the southest, right at the feet of the mountains. Deebus crept through the entrance, a small hole at the bottom of a slope, making no noise as he tread. Seeing the troglodyte, he silently fitted an arrow in his bow and fired it. Kraang was quite surprised to find a bone arrow suddenly driven through her own leg-bone, and fell to her knees.
He crept quickly up to her and stabbed her twice, destroying the left kidney and lung. She scrambled away from her unseen assailant before he could strike her head, but he immediately turned around and stabbed her through the throat until his spear dented her spine.
Deciding to finish her, he stabbed her in the back once more. Kraang was not paralyzed, though, and, overcoming the initial panic, became enraged at this thing that she could not see. She pulled the spear from her back and whirled around to smash the painful intruder, only to find nothing there. Then, from behind, Deebus drove his silver spear through her skull and out the other side.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/976x458q90/r/833/trogkill2.png)
Thus died Kraang Visecharm. She never knew what hit her.
From that day forth, Deebus was known as Katdireser Thukkantinan, "Glimmerglittered the Amber Sneer", for his yellow eyes flashed like amber and were said to sneer at his foes as they lay dying; in person, though, he never sneered at anyone, for Deebus was slightly too sensitive for that.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 25, 2012, 08:05:55 pm
Post by: Corai on April 25, 2012, 08:13:15 pm
Maybe you can recruit some people and become a war-leader!
Post by: WillowLuman on April 25, 2012, 08:23:34 pm
Post by: Corai on April 25, 2012, 08:53:56 pm
By the time I could run down to the Caverns, the kobolds down there would already be dead
Since everything has lightsabers, they can handle themsleves.
If not, free lightsabers.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 25, 2012, 08:59:36 pm
EDIT: Going home doesn't always seem to spawn a wandering group in the caverns. Perhaps I'll risk it a few times.
Post by: Corai on April 25, 2012, 09:00:17 pm
Kobolds never have whips. Only large daggers and sometimes spears.
Oh right, only humans get boning knives. Use a speed-hack?
Post by: WillowLuman on April 25, 2012, 10:58:07 pm
Going after the monsters one at a time and returning back seemed like too slow of a way to do things. He asked her why not tell him where all the monsters that the elders knew of were? He could then go out and hunt them down as he neared them, instead of traveling back each time.
Chief Grakakakalis thought for a moment about this. There was much wisdom in the idea, so she agreed. She told him a long list, and he committed it to memory:
There were 11 troglodytes that lived in holes near the surface and had grieved Shidigiginkus in the past; Orax Ponderstroke, Gido Nationforded, Slaught Thirstrules, Cusal Dimplesavant, Pateri Flashcontrol, Exilang Spymost, Meplul Groovedissolved, Zoku Fatwashes, Rimad Heatpleat, Alveror Stonemagics, and Strox Plainnettles.
There were also 3 animals that had taken particular interest of kobold flesh, and whose abodes were known to them. These were Scred Airripe the dingo, Torrejus the grizzly bear, and Ceta the polar bear.
These, she said, were only the ones that their scouts had located. Other beasts Deebus would find on his own. The next morning, after a quick breakfast of horse meat, Deebus set out with a good-luck wish from the Elders.
Day 2 - 26 Malachite, 200
At the break of dawn, Deebus set out due northwest. After hours of creeping through the countryside he came to then den Leafyechoed while the sun was still low in the eastern sky. He entered the hole carefully and sneaked down the long, straight passage. The sandy burrow was bigger than he expected it to be, making him wonder about what this troglodyte must keep in all this space. The passage led to the main chamber, at the entrance to which was a kobold skeleton. Within the main chamber, Deebus saw something more surprising.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/243x236q90/r/32/trogtripplethreat.png)
Three troglodytes! The scouts had been wrong; Gido, Orax, and Slaughte all shared a cave! Luckily for him, Deebus hadn't been seen yet due to his now legendary skill at treading lightly. He observed them, though, and realized this would require a new strategy. He slunk back further up the passage until only one of them was visible, and loosed an arrow at her. The arrow caught Slaughte full in the right arm. He readied another arrow, but when he fired it into her leg, she saw him and raised the screamed at the others. They all rushed him, and in his haste he dodged into a corner.
Thinking that now they would shortly rip him to shreds, the beasts tried to pile on him; but Deebus wasn't done yet. As they charged he stabbed one in both legs, cippling her, and another caught a spear to the head. They jumped back and crawled away from the fight. Gido continued to pound at Deebus, but he blocked every one of his strikes. Deebus countered by breaking his ribs with a well-aimed spear thrust, and simply rolled away from his next attack. With a single motion, he stood up and jammed the spear into Gido's right leg. This caused Gido to fall over, but not before slamming into Deebus and stunning him.
Deebus recovered, though, and with one mighty thrust staved the troglodyte's head in with the spearpoint. The other troglodytes were now fleeing, Orax dragging herself along the ground and Slaughte running. Deebus only walked slowly up to Orax. She pitifully took a few swipes at him from the ground, but in the end could not stop the spear from spilling her brains as well.
Running out of the cave, he saw Slaughte sprinting through the woods as fast as she could with arrows in 2 limbs. He decided to add a third, which struck her in the right leg and chipped the bone. She fell over with a sickening crunch from her leg. Once more did he walk slowly to his fleeing foe and deftly finish her off with a spear through the eye.
With this done, Deebus took off his helmet and wiped his brow, and then looked up.
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Three monsters dead and the sun was barely risen. And the weather was nice.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 25, 2012, 11:15:17 pm
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Post by: Corai on April 25, 2012, 11:18:44 pm
IC
Is he going to kill it Grandpa? Is he? Is he is he is he is he is he?
Post by: Eric Blank on April 26, 2012, 12:54:39 am
Hmm... What do the raws say about them...
- They don't breath fire, but they're immune to it.
- talented in melee combat and have no fear whatsoever of death.
- a 1000 year old individual is 15,000,000 urists in volume.
- Their body parts are 4 times as valuable as most creatures.
Yeah, deebus would be hard-pressed to survive a fight with a cave dragon...
Post by: WillowLuman on April 26, 2012, 01:11:18 am
Post by: Pirate Bob on April 26, 2012, 10:28:53 am
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He readied another arrow, but when he fired it into her leg, she saw him and raised the screamed at the others.
Is it true that the troglodyte saw Deebus after being shot, or did you just decide to show yourself to make things more interesting? In my experience (in DF2010), once I got up to legendary sneaking I could shoot arrows at monsters indefinitely and they would just sit there and take it and never notice me. Did stealth change at all in DF2012 (I hadn't thought there were any changes)?
Maybe Deebus just got unlucky for once? The RNG has to balance itself out eventually...I think...
Post by: Loud Whispers on April 26, 2012, 02:41:20 pm
I'm gonna go for it.
"Deebus was never seen again. Some say, if you listen carefully enough, you can still hear the little Kobold fighting that one cave dragon, deep in the darkest levels of the caverns."
Post by: WillowLuman on April 26, 2012, 04:19:53 pm
I got unlucky. Monsters can often be stealthily pincushioned, but there wasn't much room in the cave and shooting from closer seems to get you detected more.QuoteHe readied another arrow, but when he fired it into her leg, she saw him and raised the screamed at the others.
Is it true that the troglodyte saw Deebus after being shot, or did you just decide to show yourself to make things more interesting? In my experience (in DF2010), once I got up to legendary sneaking I could shoot arrows at monsters indefinitely and they would just sit there and take it and never notice me. Did stealth change at all in DF2012 (I hadn't thought there were any changes)?
Maybe Deebus just got unlucky for once? The RNG has to balance itself out eventually...I think...
Post by: Eric Blank on April 26, 2012, 04:42:02 pm
...shooting from closer seems to get you detected more.
Indeed. If you're within 3 tiles of something (a 7x7 box centered on the creature. Not sure how observer skill affects this but I once owned a no-skill, non-sentient pig in fortress mode that would spot thieves up to 15 tiles away. I called her radar pig and stuffed her in her own special box in my entryway. :P), it has a chance to detect you. If you're firing a bow, crossbow, or blowgun you wait several turns after each shot before you can take an action. During each of those turns, any creatures within 3 tiles of you makes an attempt to spot you. So you're basically increasing your chances of being spotted by anything standing a short distance away by several orders of magnitude.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 27, 2012, 01:41:21 am
An enormous beast stood before Deebus. It was huge and horrible, a ghastly creature polluted by years of brooding in darkness. It had once been a dragon, but now it was something else. Huge and white; limp, tattered wings hanging uselessly; a mouth full of a thousand long needles.
His first thought was to take the treasure and leave. Any sensible kobold would never even contemplate fighting such a beast; it was simply not survivable. Deebus had a task, though. A task to rid the world of all the evil beasts that plagued it. Perhaps it would have still seemed like folly, but Deebus knew that he must fight. And he knew something else, too; the shadows were on his side. They had become familiar to him now, friendly. Not even the enormous green bulges of horror that were this beast's eyes could pierce his darkness quickly.
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So it was, from ambush as always that the greatest battle of Deebus's life so far began. Deebus fitted an arrow to his bow and let it loose. It buried itself in the dragon's right flank. In utter surprise the dragon stood up and looked around the cave, enraged at this sudden pain. His gaze swept the sandy room, only to find nothing. Just as he was about to lay down and ignore this freak occurrence, another arrow tore through his wing. Now he was infuriated, and determined to find what was causing the pain. Try as he might, though, he still could not see anything in the gloom.
The cave dragon got up and took a step forward. Deebus fired another arrow, this one smiting the dragon straight in the chest and fracturing a rib.
This was too much for him. Vush hadn't had a serious fight in a few decades, and the sudden amount of pain took him very much by surprise. Deebus lept upon him and drove his spear into his forehead. Finding that it wouldn't go through, though, Deebus stabbed the eyes, ripping them wide open and unleashing a torrent of blood. Vush wasn't dead yet, though, and regained consciousness to blindly lash out and send Deebus flying into the wall.
Luckily, Deebus was only stunned and bruised by the impact, and rolled back into the fight. Vush still couldn't see where the pain was coming from, but soon felt more of it with a sharp, searing pain in the lung. Deebus removed the spear from the chest and plunged it into the stomach, tearing it apart.
Vush was truly infuriated now, determined to crush whatever miserable creature was tormenting him. He was blinded now, though, and still couldn't tell where the enemy was. Deebus gave him a reminder by stabbing him in the nose and then the tail.
Finally, Vush gave into pain and fainted. Deebus leaped out of the way to avoid getting crushed, then looked at the dragon for a moment, frozen. He wasn't long immobilized by how surreal the whole situation was, but now he found it all overwhelming.
Time seemed to slow to a crawl as he hefted up the spear, prepared to deliver the now practiced and instinctual motion. He watched his arms bending, the muscles moving, the hands on the pole going down, down, so slowly. All he could hear was the beating of his heart and the ringing of his ears. Ever so slowly did the spear head crawl through the air, touching the scales of the throat and continuing, the blood welling up and spurting so slowly that it might have been honey flowing. Deebus closed his eyes, and when he opened them it was done. Done in a blink.
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Post by: WillowLuman on April 27, 2012, 01:43:26 am
Post by: Eric Blank on April 27, 2012, 10:10:19 am
Post by: Supersnes on April 27, 2012, 11:46:08 am
Post by: Pirate Bob on April 27, 2012, 03:56:31 pm
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Surprised that he hadn't died, Jeebus quickly drew out the spear and jabbed the troglodyte in the chest again.
Post by: Corai on April 27, 2012, 04:14:05 pm
....BUT IM SCARED.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 27, 2012, 06:26:06 pm
How's the finger doing? Are you going to have to attempt some sort of amputation (maybe with another adventurer?), or will Jeebus *ahem* have power over life and death? :PQuoteSurprised that he hadn't died, Jeebus quickly drew out the spear and jabbed the troglodyte in the chest again.
Ahaha, thanks for catching that. Fixed it now! Seriously, I lol'd so hard.
If there is any way to find secrets in a world without dieties (for Kobolds do not worship them), I'll try and find it. To be honest, I really don't know what to do about the finger. I do not believe it will kill me any time soon, but I also know no way of treating it. Would soap help?
Post by: Corai on April 27, 2012, 06:29:37 pm
How's the finger doing? Are you going to have to attempt some sort of amputation (maybe with another adventurer?), or will Jeebus *ahem* have power over life and death? :PQuoteSurprised that he hadn't died, Jeebus quickly drew out the spear and jabbed the troglodyte in the chest again.
Ahaha, thanks for catching that. Fixed it now! Seriously, I lol'd so hard.
If there is any way to find secrets in a world without dieties (for Kobolds do not worship them), I'll try and find it. To be honest, I really don't know what to do about the finger. I do not believe it will kill me any time soon, but I also know no way of treating it. Would soap help?
It will stay infected unless your hand gets lobbed-off.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 27, 2012, 11:51:31 pm
Post by: Corai on April 27, 2012, 11:52:56 pm
Stay still....stay still.......heheheheeheh.....
Post by: WillowLuman on April 27, 2012, 11:55:27 pm
The spinning silver spear strikes Corai in the torso, shattering the rib cage and tearing the lungs!
Corai is sent flying by the force of the blow!
Corai strikes an obstacle and blows apart!
...were you hunting Deebus?
Post by: Corai on April 27, 2012, 11:59:11 pm
Deebus senses Danger!
The spinning silver spear strikes Corai in the torso, shattering the rib cage and tearing the lungs!
Corai is sent flying by the force of the blow!
Corai strikes an obstacle and blows apart!
...were you hunting Deebus?
Yes.
Is on a cliff, with a mini sniper rifle, with his spear. I am wearing a eyepatch.
No spear this time Deebus........WHERE DID HE GO?
.........TO THE WAGON!
I will not let such a young kobold threaten my nigh-unexisting power.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 28, 2012, 12:01:45 am
The secret is to break their knees, then rip their neck open when they fall over in pain.
And don't worry, Deebus exists only on a miniscule island alone in a vast ocean. He can't destroy you. Yet.
Post by: Corai on April 28, 2012, 12:03:14 am
Bonus: Go on a warpath against other kobold-camps. Refer one as mine.
I really like the idea that you go to war with some kobold-buddies.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 28, 2012, 12:12:00 am
Post by: Corai on April 28, 2012, 12:13:18 am
The Kobolds of this island have enough suffering in their lives without civil war.
Fair enough. But still, there thieves by nature, there bound to be hate between them. And its not a civil-war unless its the same tribe.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 28, 2012, 12:24:39 am
Post by: Corai on April 28, 2012, 12:25:41 am
Okay, wheres my NUKE ISLAND button....
Post by: Vorthon on April 28, 2012, 06:14:10 am
MY GOD, THESE KOBOLDS ARE A DIRECT THREAT TO MY POWER.
Okay, wheres my NUKE ISLAND button....
Screw nukes. Telephone pole-sized rods of tungsten are more impressive. And less radioactive. Just imagine a lance of plasma and metal screaming through the atmosphere and striking the earth, causing a massive explosion. Orbital bombardment will remove the threat, and as a nice bonus, leave the island uncontaminated. :P
Post by: WillowLuman on April 28, 2012, 12:15:10 pm
Post by: Corai on April 28, 2012, 12:16:55 pm
Charleen get my a meeting with Deebus......
Post by: SkillageFTW on April 29, 2012, 10:16:22 am
I like it. Keep going!
I'd like to see your spear get a name, but can other objects also be named? If you were to kill several megabeasts with a goblin's tooth, could it be named?
Post by: Ozfer on April 29, 2012, 12:02:52 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 30, 2012, 08:32:17 pm
On the floor, there was a ring made of puddingstone. It was plain and smooth, though very well made and quite pretty, the many colors of the conglomerate polished into a smooth surface. It would make a fine trophy for the tribe. In a small cleft in the wall there also lay a well-made copper short-sword, not adorned but in it's simplicity and the perfect evenness and symmetry of the blade there was beauty.
Chief among these three treasures, though, was the dagger. Aside from the two silver bows from Murime's temple, it was the most beautiful thing Deebus had ever seen. The whole thing was one piece of iron, of deep black and red color. Threaded through the guard and handle were rings of bone, dangling freely. The blade was what made it special, though. On the blade, inlaid magnificently in gleaming nickel, was an image of a tree, composed of sweeping lines.
All these he took, and with them left the cavernous burrow to go Southward, in search of his next target.
After crossing a river, Deebus came to the next cave. It was still the morning, and the place was in a basin in surrounded by the Tragic Walls, those feared mountains.
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/399x233q90/r/845/basin.png)
The entrance was a small hollow behind a tree, and within the sandy tunnel into the hillside Deebus quickly found his prey; Pateri Kalekarkenza the troglodyte. It was quick, with a crippling shot to the chest and a lethal blow to the head. She never knew what killed her.
The next target was only a short trek to the west, at feet of the mountains in the western end of the basin. Cusal Lapipenthep dwelt in a tiny den of black sand. The fight went in much the same way, only Cusal was unfortunate enough to require wounds to the eyes and chest before she passed out from the pain.
As he reflected on his rapid series of victories that morning, a shadow passed over Deebus's mind. The nearest monster on the list lived in the mountains themselves, just to the west as the kea flies. The mountains had long been spoken of with absolute dread. Though the greatest horrors were said to be in the highest parts, he didn't know how the lesser mountains were. The entire range of them was called the Tragic Wall, though.
In the end, he decided to chance it. This was what the ancestors had chosen him for, after all.
Post by: Corai on April 30, 2012, 08:35:16 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 30, 2012, 08:42:05 pm
Here it is. Enjoy! (http://dffd.wimbli.com/file.php?id=6240)
Post by: WillowLuman on May 01, 2012, 12:30:43 am
In the meantime, here is how troglodytes see Deebus:
A small, shadowy humanoid with yellow glowing eyes of malice, peeking out of a skull and wrapped in the skin and bones of the mighty. It holds a silver spear and bow to bring death. Now you know why you fear the light.
Post by: Urist McDonalds on May 01, 2012, 11:55:56 am
Post by: Corai on May 01, 2012, 08:09:12 pm
A small, squat humanoid. Oddly with blue eyes and intellect for a kobold. He dons a sleek-buisance suit and a small kobold-sized Uzi. Now you know why you fear for your stock holdings.
Post by: WillowLuman on May 01, 2012, 08:15:16 pm
A small squat humanoid with large ears and blue eyes. It has the ability to speak and does so incessantly.
He is smarter than the average kobold, but not by much
Just joking ;D
Post by: Eric Blank on May 01, 2012, 08:18:16 pm
I'd be fearing for my stockpiles with Corai around more if he wasn't adding to them :P
Now those goblins... They should fear for their stockpiles.
Post by: Corai on May 01, 2012, 08:18:57 pm
<C
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Weird Joykill Grudge
HugoLuman Grudge
Eric Blank Friend
Post by: WillowLuman on May 01, 2012, 08:38:35 pm
Post by: Corai on May 01, 2012, 08:39:44 pm
Jk jk.
Post by: Hanslanda on May 05, 2012, 11:34:27 pm
On topic:
More Deebus please, he is quite inspiring. Oh, does he have a title yet?
Post by: Corai on May 05, 2012, 11:35:57 pm
Post by: Hanslanda on May 05, 2012, 11:49:18 pm
And now I didn't. Modify is truly a might button.
Post by: WillowLuman on May 06, 2012, 07:14:39 pm
My laptop died, so I have to wait until I can access a computer of a few hours undisturbed by other people wanting to get on before I can update again.
Post by: Corai on May 07, 2012, 09:09:59 pm
I have died 42 times now. :/
Post by: Hanslanda on May 07, 2012, 11:32:50 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on May 07, 2012, 11:51:55 pm
PS: !!SCIENCE!! Suggests that what's needed to kill Bronze King Murime are in his own shrine....
Post by: Hanslanda on May 08, 2012, 05:56:04 pm
Post by: Thecard on May 08, 2012, 09:52:49 pm
Do you think we can weaponize them?
Post by: Hanslanda on May 08, 2012, 10:07:21 pm
Post by: Thecard on May 09, 2012, 03:39:49 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on May 09, 2012, 07:57:25 pm
Corai, since you seem to be on a drawing spree lately, what do you think Deebus would look like, decked out in all his gear?
Post by: Corai on May 09, 2012, 08:00:39 pm
If you arm and train them, they might just surprise you. But most kobolds lack courage, fleeing rather quickly if a few are killed or they take injuries. You'll have to find a way to steel their naturally skittish minds.
Corai, since you seem to be on a drawing spree lately, what do you think Deebus would look like, decked out in all his gear?
Finally, someone noticed! Maybe.......
Post by: Mudcrab on May 10, 2012, 04:45:55 pm
A cave dragon? Killed by a kobold? With a silver spear? Has to be one of the shittiest, ineffective weapons in the game.
Post by: WillowLuman on May 10, 2012, 08:52:13 pm
If Deebus should die in an incredibly cheap way, though, I may consider savescumming. Opinions?
Post by: Eric Blank on May 11, 2012, 03:01:06 am
If you get your skull punched in by a troglodyte, then that trog deserves a medal, and you've at least had a warrior's death. Even if it was the first round of combat after sneaking up to it.
Deebus' legendary ambushing skill has probably increased his agility attribute by several orders of magnitude, as would dodging skill increase (which proved a very rapid way to level agility for a minotaur in the arena.) Deebus is going to be very difficult to kill just because he's fast and hard to see, thus gets a lot of hits in before being spotted. If he has good dodging skill and some experience with a shield, that's yet another defense.
Post by: nanomage on May 11, 2012, 11:22:36 am
If it's ridiculous enough, like a river freezing over while you cross it, a gopher or some other near-vermin bites you in the groin/whatever and you pass out instantly and it eats you (happened to me) or spontaneous kobold combustion (also happened to me...), then there's nothing wrong with savescumming.
If you get your skull punched in by a troglodyte, then that trog deserves a medal, and you've at least had a warrior's death. Even if it was the first round of combat after sneaking up to it.
Deebus' legendary ambushing skill has probably increased his agility attribute by several orders of magnitude, as would dodging skill increase (which proved a very rapid way to level agility for a minotaur in the arena.) Deebus is going to be very difficult to kill just because he's fast and hard to see, thus gets a lot of hits in before being spotted. If he has good dodging skill and some experience with a shield, that's yet another defense.
I have downloaded deebus and I ask you to please please be very cautious with him. Although his story is epic and awesome, he's little more than your average kobold in all but cunning and courage. As weapons go, I'd advise raining victims from afar with his bow and then ripping their throats with bare teeth when they pass out.
Post by: Thecard on May 11, 2012, 02:42:37 pm
Post by: Mudcrab on May 11, 2012, 04:26:31 pm
Post by: Corai on May 11, 2012, 08:04:46 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on May 11, 2012, 08:51:39 pm
Damn, I want to continue this! Hopefully I get a new computer this weekend.
Post by: Corai on May 11, 2012, 08:53:09 pm
EDIT: You asked, so here you go. I suck at drawing anything but my kobold and Indilwen, so yeah....
(http://i48.tinypic.com/svrj38.png)
Head is white cause of the horse skull. Rope reed skirt-thing, and a white
Post by: Thecard on May 12, 2012, 07:07:56 pm
There's not much of a difference.pleasure toysilver spear.
Post by: WillowLuman on May 12, 2012, 08:19:39 pm
Post by: Corai on May 12, 2012, 08:21:44 pm
Atleast how I see them.
CUDDLE TIMES!
Post by: Hanslanda on May 12, 2012, 08:55:04 pm
Post by: Thecard on May 14, 2012, 03:06:49 pm
Post by: Tirion on May 14, 2012, 05:38:33 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on May 14, 2012, 07:10:57 pm
Post by: Corai on May 14, 2012, 08:29:34 pm
My impression was kobolds bred like rats.
Cuddle cuddle Where did this egg come from?
Post by: WillowLuman on May 14, 2012, 09:08:35 pm
Post by: azrael300 on May 14, 2012, 09:50:33 pm
This Kobold is slowly mastering the art of mammoth hunting:
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ozmyS2PxU2c/TnVXQkmtXeI/AAAAAAAABF4/darLxHOu59o/s1600/mamoth.jpg)
10'000 B.C.
Post by: azrael300 on May 14, 2012, 09:53:32 pm
Deebus has high dodging and shield skills. No bullet can harm him! I have a feeling that Deebus's ultimate end will come when he bites off more than he can chew with a Megabeast. Hydras or Bronze Colossi would be very hard to kill with just a spear (bow might puncture hydra lungs though)how about this bullet?
Damn, I want to continue this! Hopefully I get a new computer this weekend.
(http://i1152.photobucket.com/albums/p489/azrael300/op.jpg)
(http://i1152.photobucket.com/albums/p489/azrael300/thingshappen.jpg)
Post by: Hanslanda on May 14, 2012, 11:29:29 pm
And also, ranged is already overpowered, but making things fly away unwillingly is awesome.
Post by: WillowLuman on May 25, 2012, 10:06:35 pm
Deebus trekked into the mountains. At first, the going was extremely unpleasant. From wispy, nasty red clouds big globs of the foul-smelling, crimson mucus slopped down upon the earth. It wasn't long before Deebus was covered in the stuff, though it seemed to dissolve off the landscape fairly quickly. Along the way he surprisingly encountered few signs of moving life, save for a few mountain goats and a marmot.
When the sun was high in the eastern sky, Deebus came to a small plateau, which was bisected by a burbling brook. As he crossed it, he noted a peregrine falcon. This lightened his spirits a little. His tribe considered those birds to be a sign of good luck.
When the sun was high in the western sky, he was there. The Splattered Murk, a burrow dug into the sandy clay soil, was not deep within the mountains as he had feared, but instead rested near the bottom of the eastern slope. He had crossed a stretch of the mountains pointlessly, if uneventfully, it seemed. Before he crawled down into the hole he stopped to wash the horrid mucus off at a nearby pool.
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In this den he found Exilang Spymost, the albino troglodyte.
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Following his now tried and tested motions fluidly, the kobold crept up behind his prey and drove the spear towards his head. The blow failed to penetrate, but it fractured the skull and opened a large bloody gap. Deebus swiped to maim Exilang's right foot, but in the beast's pain it stumbled forward, unwittingly avoiding the blow. To correct for this, Deebus merely stabbed Exilang's right calf, sending the troglodyte crashing to the gound. Exilang suddenly found a spear wedged inside his guts, so he yanked it out before vomiting blood and turning over. He still could not see his assailant.
After another stab to the foot and to the hand, Exilang passed out from pain. Deebus finished his work with an overhead stab to the cranium.
Post by: Corai on May 25, 2012, 10:13:34 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on May 26, 2012, 02:47:37 am
Post by: Corai on May 26, 2012, 02:52:16 am
Half the planet is burning, the other half are kobold towns.
Post by: Thecard on May 26, 2012, 10:17:47 am
Post by: Eric Blank on May 26, 2012, 11:55:13 pm
It really is fun how you still sneak after attacking. I can't imagine how you could pull that off, but you're a kobold, you can find a way.
With legendary ambushing you become nearly invisible :P
Post by: Hanslanda on May 27, 2012, 11:50:32 pm
Post by: Tirion on May 28, 2012, 07:00:17 am
It really is fun how you still sneak after attacking. I can't imagine how you could pull that off, but you're a kobold, you can find a way.
With legendary ambushing you become nearly invisible :P
It's Sneak level 100 the Skyrim way :D
Post by: WillowLuman on June 04, 2012, 02:41:59 pm
Through the Noiseless hills to the southwest lay the next target. The dingo Scred. Deebus left Exilang's burrow and began journeying again. According to his information, it wouldn't be too far. At the bottom of the hill he came again to a stream that he had crossed in his homeward journey, but he knew he would have a safe crossing for again he spied a peregrine falcon. More good luck.
He crossed the stream again in the south. Now he came upon the Scred in her lair, and by the look of her she did seem strong and mean indeed, more than the average dingo. She was also fat, being well fed upon both game and the blood of her victims. But she wasn't worth wasting an arrow on. Just another quick trepanning with the spear and she died, turning the walls red with profuse bleeding. Deebus butchered her corpse, taking her skull and eating her heart to absorb her ferocity. The rest of the meat had to stay; he traveled light and already have enough meat for a few days.
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The next nearest target was another troglodyte, Meplul, in the southwestmost corner of the Mountains. Along the way, the skies began to draw towards evening, so Deebus searched for a place to rest. He came into a snowy flatland in the arms of the Mountains; where his journey had begun. The lairs of his first two beasts were nearby. He would sleep in one of those tonight.
As Deebus drew near the hole where he had fallen into 5 days ago, though, he found the day's challenges were not yet over. He had been walking without caution, not in hiding, and a wolverine had seen him. For some reason she decided to charge, becoming instantly enraged Deebus ducked down the hillside and came back up. He was now undetected. With his advantage regained he speared her in the belly as she wrathfully searched for him. The blow spilled her guts, but she deflected the next one. Unable to get a headshot, Deebus struck her guts again. Then another 2 quick strikes severed her paws and she bled to death.
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With a few hours yet before nightfall, and the short distance of journey, Deebus went to look at the other lair as well. Damse the voracious cave crawler's remains were still there, and most of the meat he had left behind was as well. He liked cave crawler meat, do he took some of it. It would take some gnawing to make the cold flesh soft again, though, but he could always warm it in a fire. With that he returned to the burrow of Ecem the troglodyte. Next to the frozen, scalped body he lit a fire to warm his dinner with.
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Post by: WillowLuman on June 04, 2012, 03:21:36 pm
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Deebus awoke at dawn, setting out once more to the south to find the abode of Meplul. As the sun peeked over the horizon, he came upon something interesting; a large mound of snow-covered gabbro. A cave entrance. He crept into it and descended though several chambers. Finding nothing of interest after a few minutes, though, he turned around and went back up. Whatever lay at the bottom could wait. There was no evidence of any inhabitants, so no beasts nor treasure seemed likely.
Shortly after crossing a frozen river he came upon another hole in the ground, though it was by the area not one of the ones revealed to him. It was his duty to go in anyway, though, and destroy whatever enemy lay within. That enemy was the troll Asto Smusmusp
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Deebus crept inwards, trying to find a good angle to get an arrow in. That was how he discovered another surprise.
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This would require some caution.
Post by: Eric Blank on June 04, 2012, 05:00:32 pm
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Post by: WillowLuman on June 07, 2012, 02:28:40 pm
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Methi seemed oblivious to all this, even as her partner roared in pain and breathed her last. Deebus didn't wait for her to realize what was going on. He fired another arrow to bite the left leg, ten charged up and impaled the Methi through the guts. To a troll, this was but a flesh wound, and Methi pulled the spear out. Blindly lashing out she struck Deebus and sent him flying back. He rubbed his back, which was now badly bruised, and charged again. Methi could not see her attacker due to her copious vomiting. The next blow found home and fractured the trollish skull. Methi gave into pain, and then came once more the difficult task of finishing off a troll. This time he just kept stabbing her, stabbing out the eyes, the throat, even the ivory horns and tusks. It still took several minutes.
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With the occupants dead, Deebus looked over their treasure. There were some interesting things there, not counting the shredded kobold clothes. These included several flasks, a drum, and an iron dagger. Of the flasks, there was a plain nickel flask, a nickel flask spiked along the outside with aluminum, and perhaps most interesting of all, a flask that was plain but very well crafted and made of pure platinum. The drum was iron, covered with studs of copper, and was very well made.
A closer look at the cave-spider silk clothes revealed them to not be the remains of past victims, but to be quite interesting indeed. There was a loincloth, encrusted with cobochons of malachite and adorned with rings of crocodile bone. Another loincloth had rings of chert with an image of a strange tree in wombat bone, as well as an image of something strange in elk bird horn. It appeared to be something like a giant spoon, with large disks at one end, and a huge stone within the spoon.
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There was a tunic, covered with imposing spikes of turkey bone, that with images in wolf bone told the story of the rise of the dreaded troll Enseb Truematch as an enemy of kobold kind in his summer rampage long ago. The rest seemed to be plain clothes, but none were shredded.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 07, 2012, 03:52:44 pm
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He descended into the cold hole in the ground where he found his prey. He assumed it would be another quick victory, but when he tried to stab the troglodyte it jumped out of the way. Meplul turned around, baring his teeth, but the creature he heard behind him was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly he found himself on the ground, an arrow in his hip. Deebus burst from ambush at that moment to knock his foe unconscious with a bow-bash to the face. This was followed by a quick stab to the head, and so died Meplul.
The lair seemed large enough for several creatures, but looking around he found that Meplul had been lonely and cold in a large burrow. Perhaps the creature was seeking a mate before his death? Who could tell of the minds of monsters...
The next nearest target was another troglodyte Strox. Over hours, he came through more hills, a small plain, and then crossed the river into a strange forest. It was of cedar trees mainly, and pines, but also of a strange tree, like a giant grass or tube. Was this the plant that the southern tribe called bamboo? Here he stopped to eat the last of his horse meat, before continuing on to the deep snowy valley in the cusp of the mountains where the cave was. In the noonlight he entered the sandy burrow. At the end of a very long tunnel sat the beast. An arrow and quick stabs to the head later, another name off the list, and another step on the journey began.
Post by: Eric Blank on June 10, 2012, 12:35:18 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 10, 2012, 02:01:59 pm
Post by: Corai on June 10, 2012, 02:16:10 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 10, 2012, 04:17:23 pm
Post by: Corai on June 10, 2012, 06:00:39 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 10, 2012, 06:04:24 pm
Get companions, as many as you can. Every single kobold you can, and attack Mezbith. Use a posse'.
Tried that the first time I went to the home cave, no military units in a kobold civ. Everyone else says "unfit to brave danger with you." Plus, they'd just be squashed by Murime and are totally inexperienced with stealth. You know how companions are.
Post by: Corai on June 10, 2012, 06:05:44 pm
But its not as dramatic without a posse, its more symbolic when the kobolds come together to fight.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 10, 2012, 10:50:32 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on June 10, 2012, 11:11:50 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 11, 2012, 12:36:45 am
The next target was another troglodyte, by the name of Alveror. This journey would take him further west than he'd gone so far, but he would be able to circle around northwards to eliminate his remaining targets and return home. Then he could leave the treasure with his people, and hopefully find more wicked creatures to be cleansed.
By the early afternoon he'd left the snow valley and come to the strange forest of evergreens and bamboo. Through this he came into soggy, rolling hills with bogs in the valleys and fog in the air. These passed quickly into drier hills just south of that fateful tundra. After going west through these for a while, with the sun beginning to lower in the western sky, he saw something very strange. Birds. Or at least, they looked like birds. They had heads like birds, and feathers too. Two legs. But they were much too huge; bigger than a mountain lion! And they seemed to have no wings, only giant legs. Deebus crept away to fill his belly in peace, as these creatures seemed sinister. Few things that big were good for kobolds, especially not if they seemed nervous like horses.
Not much further, Deebus came into a strange, barren land. There were no plants, no animals to be seen. Only cold, bare gabbro stone and blowing orange fire clay dust. As he travelled further west, eventually strange, sparse plants appeared, little bulby things covered in sharp hairs. Enormous, towering green things with many arms stood motionless in the frigid winds, their skin covered in little thorns. It was truly an alien land, though come to think of it some of these things sounded like more stories from the southern caves. Those birds must have been Ostriches, though he knew not the names of these plants.
The afternoon wore on and evening fast approached. The thought of spending the night in this place filled him with dread, as there was almost nowhere to hide. There did not seem to be anything to hide from, but nevertheless it was told that evil spirits could prey on the unfortunate anywhere under the moon. When the sun was low in the western sky, though, he crossed a river of ice that cut through the parched stone, and soon after came upon tundra land. This was just as exposed, but more familiar to him and snow made for good concealment if one knew how.
The tundra only calmed his mind for so long, though. Soon he came to the edge of it, and there was a long way yet in this direction to travel. So it was that back into the barren land he went, this time not seeing any plants whatsoever. At long last, at the western edge of the rocky land and the eastern edge of a snow plain, he at last found the hole. Crawling it he found it very strange. The floor was hard clay but the walls were thick ice. Alveror was a tall female specimen, narrow and large of forehead. She was known in the southern tribes for being particularly savage with her victims, though Deebus did not fear her.
He pierced her lung with the silver spear from behind. She whipped around, though, not giving him a good angle to finish her with a stab to the head, so instead he clubbed her with his shield. After many attempts to stab her head, getting knocked over from her flailing at the unseen terror, and getting back up again, he drove the spear into her belly. With the pain too much Alveror passed out and never woke again. Deebus withdrew the spear from the troglodyte's head. Now he could rest here, and not out in the desert.
Post by: Hanslanda on June 11, 2012, 12:40:46 am
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Post by: WillowLuman on June 11, 2012, 02:59:44 am
Deebus awoke to the strange sight of dawn light reflecting through the hole and around the ice. He ate some cold horse meat, drank some of the still liquid water around the fire. Then he set out northwards. There should be two targets some leagues that way, though he would have to find his own way to them. The information on the ones out this far came from the stories of other tribes. He headed north, passing briefly through some green hills and once more into the great frozen expanse of the heartlands. Tundra and glacier went by intermittently, and as he knew well how to tread lightly and quickly now he encountered no trouble on the journey. After hours of snowy expanse, though still early in the morning, a forest came into view. The hole of Rimad the troglodyte lay at it's edge.
He descended into the burrow, finding his quarry near the entrance, and stabbed her through the stomach from behind. Deebus pulled his spear loose and prepared for the killing blow, but Rimad stumbled forward. He lunged, sticking first her arm and then her back in quick succession. When this failed he jammed the spear through the left foot, nailing her to the floor. Destroying the other foot with his next blow, Rimad at last succumbed to pain and was silenced forever with a blow to the head.
Deebus took his meal of a horse kidney in the burrow named the Shadow of Insects before setting off to the west and north where he believed the next target must lie. He came deep into the heartlands now, within sight of the legendary mountain of fire at the center of the World.
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Crawling into the hole and going deep in, where the walls became icy, Ceta slept. The bear was skinny and worn at first glance, but at second he proved to be lean; all superfluous flesh had been worn away by time and malice. He was gigantic, mean, and hungry-looking.
Deebus readied his bow and loosed an arrow, burying it deep in Ceta's left rear leg. The surely agonizing injury only seemed to wake up and enrage the beast. Deebus loosed another arrow into the other leg, flooring Ceta. Ceta fell unconscious. Deebus moved in for the kill, gratefull not to face the wakeful bear up close. Though he wan unseen, such a huge enemy would surely smash him merely by moving about or lashing out. He was also too large to impale through the head, however, and came to just as Deebus gouged out his eyes. Despite striking randomly with a force that surely would have harmed Deebus grievously, Ceta missed and passed out once more. To ensure that Ceta did not wake again, Deebus placed his hands around the bear's throat and squeezed with all his might, keeping his foe under until he bled out.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 11, 2012, 05:12:22 pm
Wearing his new warm robe he climbed out of the dread hole of Perishedcavern. There were only two targets left now. Zoku the troglodyte, far in the north of the world, and Torrejus the grizzly bear, who was northeast of here and west of home. Debus decided that he would kill Zoku first so that he could finish off Torrejus on the way home. With that he set off once more.
His northward journey took him over green hills almost all day, but in the afternoon he came into wide steppes and finally the swamp of groves at nightfall. The sun began to set. Deebus knew he would not be able to reach the cave of Zoku that day, so he lit a ring of fires about him to ward off the evil spirits. With the warmth of the fires he melted some ice from his waterskin to drink, warmed some horse meat to eat, and then settled down for a cautious sleep.
Day 5 1st of Galena, 200
At dawn he found the fires low, but he had not been bothered as he slept. Relieved, he continued on his way. The sun was barely risen, just enough to melt the water in his waterskins, when he came upon the mud hole of Stalkscarred. Zoku Omeptega was large with a broad face, and seemed quite miserable in his swampy den. The eyes had a cruel set to them, but this was not intimidating. Deebus shot him three times until an arrow landed in his gut, then came over. The beast threw his arms over his head, though, so Deebus jumped and kicked him in the chest. This failed to floor him, though, so he danced around the troglodyte to stab him in the leg. Zoku curled up when he fell over, though, and his head could not be reached. Deebus stabbed his chest, breaking several ribs, but still not giving an opening. Only after several strikes to the limbs and hands did he get a shot at the head, but when he did it failed to kill. Zoku soon passed out from the pain, though, and now there was no defense against a spear through the eye and into the brain.
Like all the other troglodytes, there was nothing else of interest in Zoku's lair, so Deebus left to track down his final target. By mid morning, Deebus was out of the swamp and well on his way through another tundra. At noon he had passed through another swamp, the Branded Mire, which was familiar to his tribe, and came to the edge of a forest. Here was the lair, a tunnel going into the side of a bank, and Torrejus was visible near the entrance. Torrejus seemed unremarkable looking for a bear, though all bears looked fearsome. As such there was nothing about him to startle Deebus.
Deebus fired an arrow into the cave from his place on the grass, striking the grizzly bear's right flank, and another into the chest. Torrejus fell over and blacked out. Once more Deebus found he could not penetrate the thick skull of a bear, though, so he dug his spear deep into the beast's chest where it stuck, and proceeded to strangle him. The grizzly bear managed to come to while he was doing this, and began to stand up, but Deebus wrapped his arms tighter and Torrejus fell down again. To make sure this would not happen again, Deebus gouged out Torrejus's eyes and stabbed his throat before proceeding to strangling once more. After a few minutes the bear finally bled out.
Cleaning the blood from himself, Deebus pondered. He had no more names now, or places. It was time to return home. Hopefully he would discover more lairs on own as he went, though. He crossed a river to leave the swamp, filled all his vessels with water to drink, and set off once more. He crossed 2 more rivers as the afternoon wore on, coming again into the familiar country around his home. As he passed through the swamp, though, he was surprised to see two trolls running around in the late afternoon. They were likely on a hunt for kobold flesh!
Deebus slipped into hiding to observe them.
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From the stories he knew, he thought he recognized them. One looked like Inervion the Solemn; large, lean, and ferocious. The other must have been his mate then, Cango Aradiki, who was much smaller, very much so for a troll, but still enormous to a kobold and still very deadly. Deebus knew they must be stopped.
He loosed an arrow at Inervion, which bit into his elbow, making him roar. Deebus could not get a shot at Cango with him in the way, though, so he bust from hiding and yelled at them as loud as he could. They seemed startled, but when Inervion fell over in pain Cango became enraged at this attack on her mate and charged the puny little figure. Deebus ducked down a slope and slipped away, leaving the troll confused. Deebus shot an arrow into her back. He ran over to kill her, stabbing her face, arms, throat, and feet, then left her to die as Inervion stood back up. He was met with another arrow in the chest, and with his throat soon slit, joined his mate in forming a huge pool of sky-blue blood on the ground.
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Post by: WillowLuman on June 11, 2012, 05:57:30 pm
She told him that the world was now surely a little safer to live in. But tragedy continued to strike. While he had been gone, more creatures from below had come and gone, taking 3 lives.
This news saddened Deebus's heart, and he asked her if the locations of any more monsters had been discovered. There was only one, though. A troglodyte by the name of Ecate had been tracked to a place known as shockedhell by the scouts of a neighboring tribe. Grakakakalis suggested that he take a day to rest, though, as he had most certainly earned it.
The sun set, and Deebus told his stories to all the kobold of the cave that night. He passed all the treasures he had found around, telling what he knew about each one and warming his heart with the sight of the younger ones examining each object. To think he would have been among the whelps only 9 days ago!
With the treasure placed deep in the cave, excepting the iron sword from Murime's temple and the tin flask from Methi and Asto's cave, Deebus went to sleep.
Post by: Tirion on June 14, 2012, 05:52:04 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 14, 2012, 02:21:02 pm
Though the bear bled out instead of suffocating.
Post by: Thecard on June 15, 2012, 12:16:35 am
Post by: Tirion on June 15, 2012, 02:21:21 am
Post by: Corai on June 15, 2012, 02:23:07 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 15, 2012, 02:51:43 am
Post by: Corai on June 15, 2012, 08:08:49 pm
I hope at some point to find an adamantine spear from a spoiler fortress. Not sure if I'd do that before fighting Murime, though. I may just stock up on fluffy wamblers and hope for the best.
Only swords, sadly. Only swords spawn.
And the sword is to big I think...
Post by: WillowLuman on June 15, 2012, 08:29:39 pm
Post by: Corai on June 15, 2012, 08:31:44 pm
The wiki, the last time I checked, said it is a 100% chance masterwork adamanite -random sword-
Post by: Thecard on June 15, 2012, 10:11:16 pm
Post by: Corai on June 15, 2012, 10:13:12 pm
"It's also possible to remove the adamantine sword in adventure mode."
"It's also possible to remove the adamantine sword in adventure mode."
"It's also possible to remove the adamantine swordin adventure mode.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 15, 2012, 10:23:07 pm
I could reach a slade fortress by travelling through the caverns.
Post by: Corai on June 15, 2012, 10:27:30 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 15, 2012, 10:45:14 pm
Post by: Thecard on June 16, 2012, 12:24:42 am
Post by: Corai on June 16, 2012, 01:13:37 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 16, 2012, 04:17:00 pm
Day 6 2nd Galena, 200
Deebus set out in the dawn, when most of the others still slept. He had only one target for now, and this troglodyte was back around the other side of the mountains. Such a trip for only one kill. Now he was resolved to go once more through the mountains themselves, hoping to discover more foes on his own. He crossed the river as the sky began to go from red to blue, going south through the swamps and deeper into the great basin surrounded by the dread mountains. About a mile from the southernmost edge of the basin, or the northern feet of the mountains, he already came across another lair.
Deebus ate his morning meal before sneaking inside. The sandy burrow became a rocky tunnel further inside, and was very large. A very big creature could fit where the ceiling was as high as this. It was then that he saw the eggs. Huge, round and white.
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Deebus loosed an arrow, but the shot went far astray and sailed over the neck of the sleeping dragon.
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Ilavile roared, shaking the whole cave. She was sure that whatever maggot dared to challenge her would be paralyzed with terror by this. Instead, though, she found an arrow suddenly in her tounge. Deebus cursed. A little lower and it would have been in her throat. Two more shots, one in the spine and another in the rear foot, though it only seemed to enrage her even more. Ilavile whipped around, looking for her tormentor. Whatever it was, she would crush it! Though it would suffer first.
Deebus continued to peg her with arrows. He would keep firing until something gave! At long last, 3 shots later, Ilavile roared sharply and fell over. The arrow had lodged itself firmly in the nerves of the ankle. The second she hit the ground, Deebus lept into the air to avoid being knocked over by the trembling it caused, landing on the dragon's head. He stabbed the spear deep into each of the giant, horrible eyes, blood spurting everywhere as he did. Next he lept onto the upturned chest, plunging his spear in again and again until it lodged in the lungs. Ilavile shuddered mightily then, knocking Deebus off of her. He landed skillfully, rolling back onto his feet. Ilavile gasped. With a wheeze and a sigh, she spat a torrent of blood from her mouth and was still.
Deebus crawled back up onto her torso. He retrieved his spear and began to carve into her chest. After hacking off several chunks of bone and organ, he found the heart, still twitching slightly, pumping pointlessly and weakly, not knowing it was already dead. Deebus tore it out, and devoured it. Now he would have some of the wisdom of a creature that had lived since time began.
Post by: Corai on June 16, 2012, 04:23:09 pm
TAKE THE GODDAMN EGGS!
And also, Deebus. Oh Deebus, your gonna die soon. Armok is not gonna get much more joy out of your journeys.
inb4cavetribeattacksthecave
Post by: WillowLuman on June 16, 2012, 05:10:43 pm
Deebus looked around the lair, finding no treasure except for the 2 eggs. They were about the size of his head, and very hard of shell. He considered destroying them, but was unsure. Without their mother they probably would not hatch, and they would be a magnificent prize to bring back home. With that thought, he bagged them and continued on his way.
The sun was still low in the eastern sky when he came to the mountains. As usual, the rancorous, bright red mucus slopped occasionally down the accursed slopes. He would have to slog through it for many leagues. Upwards and upwards he climbed, finding only flocks of keas land-bound by the thick slime on the slopes. The mountains kept going higher, until eventually the grass just ended. Here in the steepest slopes, there was nothing living to be seen. Nothing but bare, bleak sandstone and pools of the crimson mucus. After many miles he came to a high plateau, from which the peaks rose and seemed mere hills. Here he occasionally passed a few mountain goats or a lone hoary marmot. What really was so terrible about these mountains that his people feared to tread here? It was bleak, true, but aside from the horrid mucus there seemed to be no threats.
After a while the brown sandstone began to give way to dark basalt. The mountains went down sharply headed into a deep river valley. This he skirted around, as an evil river did indeed sound extremely dangerous. The land rose up sharply again into gabbro. Here all was white, blanketed deeply in snow, which wiped off some of the mucus as he trudged through it. When the sun was approaching it's zenith the land came down again and became sparsely green. Soon he would be out of the mountains.
At long last he came into a swamp, and from here he went southwest. It was as described, a league from the green hills into that barren clay land of strange plants. A tunnel into the side of a slope. Ecate the troglodyte within. The sandy hole ran deep into the hill, with his quarry at the very back. Ecate was a very broad troglodyte, though not fat; he was a muscled brute known in the Southern tribes. His strength did not preserve him from the spear, though.
Ecate found his guts suddenly burning with pain, and his chest opened. Deebus stood up and looked down upon Ecate. The spear flashed like lightning through the legs of his victim, hamstringing him. Deebus raised his spear for the final blow, but then decided that just once he would show some mercy. Ecate would at least know the face of his enemy before he died. Deebus waited for him to regain enough strength to raise his head. The troglodyte looked up after a while, and saw a grim figure, wrapped in bloody hides and furs with a horse-skull obscuring it's face. The figure was small, tiny, but looked much bigger from the ground. The figure raised a long stick with a gleaming tooth at the end. This was the last thing Ecate saw.
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Post by: Hanslanda on June 18, 2012, 11:31:33 am
Post by: Corai on June 18, 2012, 03:15:23 pm
I vote if you get down there, and its a adamanite sword, use a reaction to make it into a spear.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 18, 2012, 05:35:29 pm
I'll be scared if Deebus finds a adamanite spear.Makes sense; why not tie a shortsword to the end of a stick?
I vote if you get down there, and its a adamanite sword, use a reaction to make it into a spear.
Post by: Eric Blank on June 18, 2012, 06:30:55 pm
[SKILL:SWORD]
The other tags define the physical properties of the weapon, it's name in-game, and the attacks that are possible with the weapon. These attacks are not unique to weapon type, so all weapons are effectively identical except by the skill necessary to use them effectively, the sizes of creature that can wield them and in what manner, and the form and degree of damage they actually deal. We just call them "swords" and "hammers" and give their attacks appropriate adjectives to maintain the illusion that we're not just hitting a bunch of 1's and 0's with another bunch of 1's and 0's.
I wouldn't be suprised if Toady changed it without mentioning it in the devlogs or file changes, as it has happened before, but I do doubt he'd bother considering everything else he's been doing lately.
Post by: Tirion on June 19, 2012, 02:41:33 am
Corai is actually correct in that it is only swords. Always has been, since 31.01 was released and the "clown car" existed. (the old HFS was even more of a clown car. Very tiny space.) The distinguishing tags in the raws that make any old weapon a sword-type weapon is the skill it uses for attacks. Swords use the sword skill, obviously.
[SKILL:SWORD]
The other tags define the physical properties of the weapon, it's name in-game, and the attacks that are possible with the weapon. These attacks are not unique to weapon type, so all weapons are effectively identical except by the skill necessary to use them effectively, the sizes of creature that can wield them and in what manner, and the form and degree of damage they actually deal. We just call them "swords" and "hammers" and give their attacks appropriate adjectives to maintain the illusion that we're not just hitting a bunch of 1's and 0's with another bunch of 1's and 0's.
I wouldn't be suprised if Toady changed it without mentioning it in the devlogs or file changes, as it has happened before, but I do doubt he'd bother considering everything else he's been doing lately.
Wait, that means the upright weapon can be a bow? That uses sword skill for melee. And with candy, that attack could even be useful for once ;D
Post by: WillowLuman on June 19, 2012, 02:44:50 am
Post by: Eric Blank on June 19, 2012, 03:07:59 am
But nobody has ever reported a bow before. Or a blowgun, for that matter. Maybe the [RANGED:x:y] tag and/or SHOOT_FORCE/SHOOT_MAXVEL tags are taken into account and exclude a weapon from being considered a sword for the purposes of the clown car. I've used mods with new weapons and it distinguished between new ranged weapons and swords properly, and those tags control how a ranged weapon functions, so I'd guess that's the case.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 19, 2012, 01:32:36 pm
Post by: Hanslanda on June 20, 2012, 12:20:18 am
Post by: Twangykid on June 20, 2012, 04:23:12 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 20, 2012, 09:47:35 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 20, 2012, 12:28:47 pm
(https://imagizer.imageshack.us/v2/300x334q90/r/205/thatsnotrog.png)
Here, at the feet of the mountain, and of such enormous size. It had to be Wory the Fiery Sparks, devourer of the clan of Lradlader. Over 30 years he had hunted and destroyed all the members of that family. Now here he was, the terror of the Southlands. Deebus knew that this would be a true test of his abilities. He knew also that he could not leave until one of the two in this place was dead. Now, to avenge those legendary thieves, he fitted an arrow to his bow and let loose.
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Wory had lost sight of his adversary in the inferno, though from the lack of a pile of charcoal, the kobold must have escaped. There was only one place that little worm could have gone, though; to the exit! Wory poked his head around the corner, ready to send an inescapable torrent of fire down the narrow passage, when suddenly there was an unbearable sharpness in his neck. Deebus emerged from behind the dragon, watching as Wory writhed from the arrow in his spine and then fell over, unable to stand the agony.
It was time to end the dragon's pain. Though he had not the strength to deliver a quick, fatal blow, Deebus punctured the throat of the paralyzed Wory and watched as the near-boiling blood poured onto the floor. It was all over in minutes. He waited for his own heart to stop pounding in his ears. This was probably the most dangerous creature he had fought yet. And he had won so quickly. A cave dragon in the morning and a true dragon in the evening. This was a day to remember.
Deebus now turned to the dragon's hoard. It wasn't as impressive as that of the two trolls, but then again the legendary thieves of clan Lradler had plundered it long ago. What was left was still interesting, however. There was a great cage of tin, much too large for a kobold to haul away, and a flask of tin beside it. That would come in handy on his journey. There were also two drums. The first was of copper, unadorned yet perfectly round and well crafted. The second was of iron, covered in many polished mica stones and hung with small rings of bone. Deebus gathered the drums and flask, and then began hacking the great dragon's heart from his chest. It was huge enough that he divided it into two portions, one of which he ate then and there. He could absorb the rest of the strength of his fallen enemy tomorrow. For now, though, he lit a watchfire at the entrance of the burrow and settled in for the night.
Day 7 3rd Galena, 200
It was dawn. Deebus ate the other half of the heart to relieve the aching of his belly, and drank some of the dragon's blood to relieve the dryness of his mouth. After eating he lost no time in journeying northwards. He would cross the mountains once more. This time, he headed straight due northeast, taking him through miles of snowy passes. Despite sometimes wading through an awful slurry of snow and mucus, he came down into the basin before midday, and continued northward, stopping to wash himself in a river. It began to rain soon after, though he passed out from under the clouds when he reached home. He was greeted by Elder Tholdis.
He told Tholdis of his latest victories, and asked where chief Grakakakalis was. Tholdis did not know. He then asked if the Elders knew where any more monsters were, but Tholdis did not. With that, Deebus stopped only to deposit his treasure, including the cave dragon eggs, and to talk with some friends. Then he set off once more.
Post by: Eric Blank on June 20, 2012, 01:10:00 pm
Post by: Xenos on June 20, 2012, 02:06:50 pm
Holy shit.
Post by: Hanslanda on June 20, 2012, 05:45:33 pm
Holy shit.
Post by: Corai on June 20, 2012, 06:38:14 pm
Holy shit.
Post by: Xantalos on June 20, 2012, 06:39:52 pm
C-C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER!Holy shit.
Post by: Corai on June 20, 2012, 06:41:14 pm
C-C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER!Holy shit.
I was tempted to do that.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 21, 2012, 01:58:15 am
Post by: Eric Blank on June 21, 2012, 02:19:25 am
Post by: Pirate Bob on June 21, 2012, 03:22:37 pm
To be honest I have no idea how much useful information you can get this way out of a random peasant. I usually do it with civ leaders, but I don't actually know if what you get has any relation to the "knowledge" of who you are talking to.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 21, 2012, 08:06:59 pm
Now that you've slain that dragon, Deebus makes Murime look like that trog you killed in the beginning. Kill it so dead your spear gets a name! ;D
Also, is the art by Tim Denee?
Post by: Pirate Bob on June 21, 2012, 09:09:49 pm
This is quite the badassical kobold. It is my pleasure to post my first post on this topic.Is it physically possible to kill a bronze colossus with a silver spear? Maybe if you throw it at him? Or bludgeon him with it? Probably have better luck throwing small wildlife, or blood...:P
Now that you've slain that dragon, Deebus makes Murime look like that trog you killed in the beginning. Kill it so dead your spear gets a name! ;D
Also, is the art by Tim Denee?
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 21, 2012, 09:18:46 pm
But this is Deebus we're talking about! :P
He'll find a way, just you wait. ;D
Post by: WillowLuman on June 21, 2012, 10:15:15 pm
When I face Murime, I plan on getting something dense to chuck at him. If those kobold skeletons are still there they would probably make great projectiles. Depending on the material, rocks from the landscape could be effective to.
Sadly, it turns out that adventurers will never name their weapon. Should dfHack provide a utility for doing so, though, I will use it immediately after the next kill.
Post by: Corai on June 21, 2012, 10:17:37 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 21, 2012, 10:22:12 pm
I say you collect every chieftain from the caves, and just duel the statue. No sneaking, no wussy tactics. Flat out kobold rage with the great leaders helping.Also known as suicide. Kobold rage is a knife to the neck. The epic thing to do would be to reveal myself to bait him, then fall back into the shadows and repeat somewhere else. All while throwing things at him. But one blow connecting would either squash any kobold flat, or send them flying so far that the impact would do the same.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 21, 2012, 10:26:31 pm
At least be glad you aren't fighting an adamantine colossus with edged fists and feet.
My enemies aren't . :P
Post by: Corai on June 21, 2012, 10:27:35 pm
I say you collect every chieftain from the caves, and just duel the statue. No sneaking, no wussy tactics. Flat out kobold rage with the great leaders helping.Also known as suicide. Kobold rage is a knife to the neck. The epic thing to do would be to reveal myself to bait him, then fall back into the shadows and repeat somewhere else. All while throwing things at him. But one blow connecting would either squash any kobold flat, or send them flying so far that the impact would do the same.
...But suicide is fun.
Meh. >.>
Post by: Hanslanda on June 21, 2012, 11:34:20 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 21, 2012, 11:42:03 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 21, 2012, 11:44:19 pm
How about I gather the skulls of (soon to be formerly) living megabeasts, then throw those?
Post by: Hanslanda on June 22, 2012, 12:05:30 am
The spinning -Minotaur head- strikes Murime in the chest, denting it!
The spinning +Hydra head+ strikes Murime in the right arm, and the severed part flies off in an arc!
The spinning -Roc head- strikes Murime in the head, denting it!
Go ahead, fuck with Kobold Batman. He will throw megabeast heads at you.
Post by: xeivous on June 22, 2012, 12:59:37 am
I don't believe there was a Kobold who dressed in beast remains and hunted the enemies of kobolds as an avatar of stealth and pain. You sure you've been seeing the herb-elders?
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 22, 2012, 11:33:19 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 22, 2012, 03:22:58 pm
Post by: Casp on June 22, 2012, 09:37:45 pm
Inside the cave was a gathering unlike any seen before, a host of beasts that would make any Kobold wail and scream. The cave was full of monsters; Troglodytes and trolls and dragons and bears and horses. When the mighty bronze statue arrived, however, all turned and bowed their heads in respect.
"What is it, Murime?" Said the dragon named Akusk, looking impatient. "Why have you called us here?"
A troll snorted with derision. "You know why. We are here to discuss The Terror of the Amber Eyes." The very words sent murmurs and shivers of fear through the gathered crowd. They all knew about the one the troll spoke of; The Terror, a ferocious beast that stalked their kind from the shadows - invisible, unknowable, a horrid monster that spat piercing spikes and slaughtered its foes with a claw made of the earth itself. The troglodytes, in particular, bellowed in fury - they had lost a great many kin to the beast.
"You are correct, Jarthi," The Bronze Colossus bellowed, the metallic words echoing through the cave. "Never before has there been a greater threat to us. Yesterday, even wise Lord Wory fell before the monster." The news rippled throughout the cavern, bringing new murmurs and cries of fear and mourning. Wory had been among the mightiest of dragons - if he could not best the Terror, surely none of them could.
"Truly, this is a great loss." Intoned Akusk mournfully. Wory had been like a father to him. "This defiance cannot go unpunished. For too long, we have waited, as this monster hunts us. No longer!" Akusk was roaring now, working himself into a frenzy. "I propose we hunt down this , as it has to our kin, and make it suffer as it has to u-"
The dragon was interrupted when a barb flew from the shadows and impaled him in the throat, sinking deep. Immediately he fell to the ground and began to drown in his own blood.
The others roared in shock and began to search the shadows for the assailant, to no avail. More barbs weaved their way from the shadows, another falling with every shot. Sometimes, with their last breath, they could make out a small figure dancing through the shadows, amber eyes burning through the dark. The cavern had become a place of fear and death - everywhere those assembled turned, they were confronted by the bodies of their comrades and the dark, the all encompassing, nightmarish dark, once their greatest ally, now become the vehicle of their destruction.
Briefly the cavern was loud, filled with the whistling of barbs, the spurting of blood and the screams of the dying. At last, all was quiet. Only Murmime was left - once the King of the beasts, now ruler of an empty kingdom. His body was savaged and dented. He pulled himself to his feet.
"Where are you, Terror?" He cried. "Face me as a warrior!"
From the shadows stepped a small figure, clad in bones, carrying a long, pointed stick that shined like the stars. Murmime could not believe his eyes - this avatar of death was simply a kobold, of the kind he hunted and enslaved. Words failed him. He simply glared at the kobold, and the amber eyes glared back. The small figure hefted his spear.
"For my people."
My humble offering to this piece of greatness made flesh. Keep writing, good sir!
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 22, 2012, 09:43:15 pm
Why has noone considered throwing meat at him, though. ITS A GOOD IDEA.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 22, 2012, 10:06:02 pm
BTW, the idea of horses and muskoxen (notorious for their savage ways) having evil councils is hilarious.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 22, 2012, 10:42:56 pm
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the idea of horses and muskoxen (notorious for their savage ways) having evil councils is hilarious.
???
I have never been assaulted by anything with hooves. Lots of farking dingoes though. I hate the damn things.
Post by: Corai on June 23, 2012, 02:07:06 pm
Im gonna go into the arena, and put a legendary everything bone clad kobold against several night-creatures.
I shall show pics of the carnage.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 23, 2012, 05:27:54 pm
The day was still young and the sun still in the east. Deebus had no idea where to go specifically, but decided to head to the north of the World. He had only passed through there before, so perhaps there were more beasts there. And perhaps he could find one of the other tribes, who might know where more beasts lay. That day he encountered no beasts, though. Only long miles of swamp, forest and tundra. As the sky darkened, though, and he lit the watchfires, something made him feel uneasy. The feeling of being watched grey as the stars came out, and when the sun finally set, the darkness erupted with unnatural howling. The evil spirits were upon him!
Through the light of the watchfire a face poked out of the shadows. It was horrible, a cracked-skin face full of horns and empty of eyes. Deebus readied an arrow hastily and fired it, but the spirit easily dodged out of the way. It gave a terrible laugh, taunting him, but Deebus realized that the legends were true; it could not pass through his watch-fires. Deebus more carefully readied another arrow. This found it's mark in the chest of the spirit, cutting it's mocking giggle short. He quickly shot another arrow and nailed the leg, sending it to the ground.
He looked around, hearing more cackling, though he could not see into the darkness as the light of his fires hindered his dark-sight. By the sounds of the laughter he tried to guess where the evil spirits were. He fired arrows into the night, one after the other, but none struck the spirits. Then, as their whirling motions to dodge his shots revealed them, they found themselves slowly crippled. A spirit rolled into his fire by accident, though before it could more than punch him he decapitated it with a swift spear strike. There were four more, two lying prone near his campfire and two he could see through a gap in the trees. One of them was hunched over, injured with arrows, the other unharmed. Several arrows merely struck the trees, so he turned his attention to the spirits around his fire. Tonight he would make the spirits of darkness know fear.
These two monsters he filled with arrows until their blood pooled, sizzling against the edge of his watch fires. One of them shuddered and dissolved into blue smoke. Now, with the other bleeding to death, he fired his remaining arrows at the uninjured one. Each missed, and it taunted him with it's laughter. It taunted too soon, though. Deebus had many small stones within the ring of his fires. He hurled dozens of stones at the spirit between the trees, missing each time, but at last one struck it in the arm, breaking it almost in half as the flesh of the spirits was weak. After that it merely ducked behind a tree.
With only one target now he rapidly pelted the other one near his fire with stones, breaking it's limbs in many places, but it escaped and crawled slowly off into the darkness. No matter. All Deebus had to do now was wait. Sure enough, the unharmed one emerged and was quickly met with a stone that shattered it's hip. A fresh spirit appeared in his circle of vision, though, and he threw stones at it until it too ducked behind a tree. The other wounded spirits crawled away to disappear and be replaced. Deebus merely sharpened his stones as he waited.
Sure enough another fresh spirit appeared, in view of his circle, and he watched it. Another one appeared after a while. Then Deebus sat next to his pile of sharp rocks. For the next hour he pelted the two of them. They were utterly battered, and though their injuries were horrific they refused to die. Eventually one of his stones split one of their skulls wide open, and the spirit faded into smoke. He tormented the other for more hours long into the night. Eventually a stone found it's home in the spirit's chest, spraying blood everywhere from the heart.
The one behind the tree ran out then, but Deebus was quick and broke it's leg with a stone. It took agonizingly long, the night wearing onwards, but eventually, it vanished. Deebus no longer felt the malicious sensation of being watched. He had won.
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He slept peacefully through the rest of the night. At dawn he woke again. He only managed to find about 5 of his arrows, so he knew he should make more soon, but for now he celebrated his victory with cave crawler brain to eat. The shadows belonged to him. The spirits of darkness no longer had claim to them.
Post by: Corai on June 23, 2012, 06:00:43 pm
Is god.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 23, 2012, 06:04:30 pm
That is all I can say.
Post by: Casp on June 23, 2012, 08:22:37 pm
I am the night.
I AM DEEBUS.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 23, 2012, 08:24:45 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 23, 2012, 08:30:34 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 23, 2012, 08:34:26 pm
Post by: Corai on June 23, 2012, 10:21:48 pm
And "Corai" means eternal bastard, right?
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 23, 2012, 10:30:36 pm
I wonder what the kobolds would call:
"Godburn the God-Forsaken Hell-Hole of Misery" Agaahfoguisikitburnsogaah?
Best fortress name ever.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 23, 2012, 10:50:38 pm
Post by: Thecard on June 23, 2012, 11:47:10 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 23, 2012, 11:49:41 pm
It seems kind of odd to me that kobolds, being tribal civilizations, would have no basic religion. I understand that's simply not the way the raws are written, I just think there should be something. I guess a deity description would be sorta hard to do in utterances though.Shoka Gralkisis: Hob nuk kahar twipip
Post by: WillowLuman on June 23, 2012, 11:55:55 pm
It seems kind of odd to me that kobolds, being tribal civilizations, would have no basic religion. I understand that's simply not the way the raws are written, I just think there should be something. I guess a deity description would be sorta hard to do in utterances though.Again, I just assume they have ancestor worship, rather than deity worship. So there still is a kind of spirituality.
Post by: Pirate Bob on June 24, 2012, 08:14:27 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 24, 2012, 12:59:03 pm
Post by: nanomage on June 26, 2012, 04:05:10 am
I think I may have thrown it at the bogeymen, actually. I think it would be better to keep with the spear, though, as I can use a shield with it (the short sword being 2 handed to a kobold), and it can pierce vitals more easily. !!SCIENCE!! has shown that spears are one of the best choices for large creatures.You can still fight with a short sword in one hand and a shield in another I believe. Size limits for weapons are not respected in adventure mode, I've had dwarves fighting with dual great axes before.
Strength might be a problem here, because Deebus might be too weak to swing an iron sword hard enough with one hand. but with adamantine sword that should be okay.
Post by: xeivous on June 26, 2012, 04:16:18 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 26, 2012, 04:31:49 am
Post by: Casp on June 26, 2012, 03:53:57 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 27, 2012, 03:36:24 pm
Before the sun had risen, only showing an orangeness in the east, Deebus had finished his search and left the camp. In all, he had recovered a total of six arrows. Not much, but at least he had something to shoot. He also found the horn of one of the spirits, as well as other severed body parts, but the corpses were gone. He had scarcely been able to see their hideous forms the night before. Now he would probably never know what they looked like. That was probably for the best.
The sun had scarcely risen when Deebus had found another hole. It was a very unusual one. For one, it had a door. Deebus had head of doors, but never seen them. Kobolds hadn't often found use for the idea of putting some wood across your entrance, but perhaps it had protective value. In any case, it was known that only the most bizarre and hideous creatures put them over their dens. He hoped six arrows would be enough.
Opening the ramshackle door, careful not to make it creak, Deebus crept inside. What he first saw filled him with disgust. There were two wooden tables, strewn with the remains of various insects, some of which were mashed up into a paste within bowls. On one of the tables, though, were two kobold skeletons, covered with blood, with large piles of meat next to them. Whatever lived here had to die today.
As it turned out, Deebus saw after creeping past piles of bone, blood, kobold clothes, and odd tools, that monster was Dalvel Skavroscaran. He was a well-known abomination, whom some called a Bleak Freak. Dalvel appeared to be shaped like a kobold, standing on two legs and having two arms, but he was at least thrice the height of one and with a decidedly non-kobold face. He was tall, spindly, and menacing, the two wide horns of his head nearly scraping the ceiling. His lidless eyes burned with some purpose known only to him, and he moved in long silent strides.
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Deebus loosed an arrow, striking Dalvel in the back, but it barely sank through the skin. He shot twice more, one missing and the next impaling the abomination's left knee, for Dalvel had turned around. Deebus walked over to finish off his foe who had fallen over, but Dalvel whipped around and spotted him. Thinking fast, Deebus leapt back before the monster could draw his carving knife. He quickly fired another arrow that bit Dalvel's right hip, but Dalvel crawled after him, and crawled fast. Deebus retreated down the passage, but he could not seem to escape Dalvel's attention, for he was quickly spotted again. He fired another arrow that struck the same place. Dalvel lunged at Deebus, barely missing him with the carving knife, and caused Deebus to roll into a small alcove. At last he regained his stealth, managing to get behind the Bleak Freak. Having no more arrows, he instead withdrew the iron sword from his pack and hurled it at Dalvel, who dodged it and lurched after Deebus once more.
Deebus scooped up a large iron dagger from the floor and hurled it. The mighty toss burried the dagger deep into the bone of Dalvel's left leg, but still the Freak kept crawling, spotting Deebus at every turn. Deebus knew the layout of the lair now, though, and more easily evaded his foe and got back out of sight. He seized up more sharp tools from the gruesome piles of Dalvel's things, throwing them and missing, before he once more got behind Dalvel and skewered his left hand with his spear. Dalvel came up swinging. Deebus jumped back.
The abomination stared at Deebus, it's face showing no emotion, but the glowing white eyes that pierced the darkness like no other foe Deebus had seen held the utmost rage. "FOOL!" he cried. "I am Dalvel Ashbone! Your kind is only dinner to me! Do you know who I am!?"
Deebus did not answer, simply asking if Dalvel knew who HE was. Then he hurled the copper slicing knife he had taken from the floor.
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Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 27, 2012, 03:43:00 pm
Post by: Corai on June 27, 2012, 03:44:31 pm
FREAKING.
DEEBUS.
Spoiler: In other news, I found Deebus in one of my saves! (click to show/hide)
Post by: WillowLuman on June 27, 2012, 04:31:40 pm
The macabre place was filled with gruesome things aplenty, but also interesting things stolen and taken from victims over the years. There was a beautiful loincloth, encrusted with spikes of satinspar, and another one with spikes of bone. The most impressive treasure, however, was a tunic covered with round polished phyllite stones and adorned with cave-bear teeth forming the image of two sweet-pods. Deebus also found some bones, from what creature he dared not think, which he whittled some arrows from. If they were kobold bones, then he supposed that it was not dishonorable for them to become arrows; now the dead could help make the world better for the living, in a small but vital way. He also grabbed all the knives from the place, including a large iron dagger. They would make good trophies to give to his people, and could be useful in the meantime.
With that he went out the door. He needed to hunt now, to get more bones to make arrows with. So north and west he trekked, finding no game large enough to bother with (for arrows need large-ish bones), but eventually coming into some green hills that were... unusual. All the air was filled with sweet smells, pleasant bird-songs could be heard in all the trees, and the sun seemed make everything softer and fresher. He knew this land, then. It was often spoken of in legends; The Hills of Loving. Like the Tragic Wall of mountains, a place of dread.
For though the air was pleasant, the sun warm, and the fruit delicious, it made one drop their caution. There were creatures there that despised all other living things, creatures that were spoken of with terror.
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They were mighty; the horned horses. With all the unpredictable energy of horses, but possessed of great sharp horns as well as the dreaded hooves of trampling. Some said that they guarded the hills, which while dreaded were sacred as well, for it was said that the spirits of the ancestors dwelled in the heart of that country. The horn-horses could not tell the difference between friend or foe, though, and like horses would become frenzied at the slightest hint of movement. Only the ancestors could pass through unmolested, as they came down from the sky.
Post by: Corai on June 27, 2012, 04:42:38 pm
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Post by: WillowLuman on June 30, 2012, 04:26:04 pm
Deebus needed arrows badly, and here was large game with good bones. He readied an arrow to shoot one of the horn-horses with, but when he loosed it it missed narrowly. Three more arrows missed the beast just ever so slightly. This would not do. He could not waste more arrows. He would have to creep up to his prey and slay it with his spear. As he got near, preparing his strike, the stallion smelled him and panicked. Deebus quickly speared him in the right flank to prevent getting kicked, but kick the horn-horse did.
Luckily Deebus managed to dodge the deadly hoof, and thinking fast he shot an arrow into it. His prey fell to the ground, making frightening and horrid noises, but now it had little time left. A blow to the skull knocked it out, failing to kill. A spear to the neck opened the veins, though, and in moments the horn horse was dead. In a few minutes he had made twenty-five more bone arrows, making forty-eight total, and a tin flask full of blood; he had not found a river all day and his water was getting low. He took with him the horn of the beast, as well. It might prove useful.
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Further into the sacred land he went. Deebus knew not where he was going, only that he must explore. He noted the trees of this place; he had seen many of their like before, except for the most beautiful ones. Their bark was white as snow, with very faint gold stripes, and they had leaves like pale green feathers. Each tree was shaped such as to resemble a great feather. They seemed light, almost immaterial, as if somehow they weren't really there. Their beauty was haunting and ethereal, but it was beauty nonetheless. Somehow, though, looking at them made Deebus feel slightly... sad.
When the sun was high in the eastern sky, Deebus came to the beginning of a vast expanse of ice. The center of the sacred lands. He didn't know what else to do. Where to go from here. His tribe did not know the answers, he did not know where to even begin looking. He wandered through the empty ice all day. Finally, there was only one thing left to do. He dropped his spear on the ice, sat down, and waited.
Night was beginning to fall now. He lit a fire from some spare sticks he carried in his pack and warmed his waterskins with it, taking a drink and eating some meat. As night began to fall, he noticed something extraordinary. He realized he should have seen them sooner, but the sun had hidden them, making them too faint to notice. Now, though, as the sun set, the sky darkened and they could be seen, burning bright as fire. The snaking lines of light in the sky, the walls of fire of every color, shifting and whirling. It was the spirits of the ancestors, flying in the sky.
(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/182/7/a/northernlights_by_hugoluman-d55l8g0.png)
Deebus called out to them. He asked them for guidance, asked them where he should go. He received no answer. Deebus pleaded to the lights, begged to know where he must go. Still they would not answer. He was distraught. Why could no one help him? Surely the Ancestors, the ones who had chosen him for his mission, would know where the evil he must destroy lay. On his knees he stared at the sky hopelessly. The lights danced, but did not speak.
Then a thought came to him. The ancestors were not speaking, but they were still telling him what he needed to know. They just needed him to be clever. All the lights flowed from the North to the South. South! Of course! Towards the center of the world. Deebus knew where he must go now.
Day 9 5th Galena 200
As soon as he awoke, Deebus left his icy camp and headed directly south and east. He left the sacred lands soon after the sun was rising, coming out of tundra and into barren sandy country in the early morning. At the edge of this he stopped to thaw his waterskins again, for he was very thirsty, and continued on. This sandy place was sparsely dotted with the strange sand-plants, and stretched on for many miles, but at midday he emerged from it into more snowy plains. Here he stopped to eat some polar bear meat and the last of the cave crawler flesh. Finally, in the mid afternoon, he came the foot of the Courageous Crest, the great mountain in the center of the world.
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He was filled with amazement, though wondered why he had to come here. Then he knew. He could see far from up here. There were clouds of snow, stopping him from seeing the whole world, but he could see far enough. Stokoflaydis, the Heart Tribe, lived at the foot of the Crest, and now he could see smoke coming from the northernmost spoke of the mountain. That must be where the cave was.
Sure enough, after a long climb down, he came to the well-concealed entrance. Kobolds stood in front of a great fire, the source of the smoke, keeping warm in the snow. Then Deebus revealed himself to them and they were awestruck. He approached one of them, an Elder or the Chief by the look, and hailed. The Elder welcomed Deebus, explaining that all the tribes knew of his great deeds, and asked what brought Deebus there.
Deebus told the Elder that he needed to know where their enemies were, so that he could destroy them. He asked the Elder, who said he had no name, to name all creatures that had ever grieved his tribe. To Deebus's satisfaction, he gave a long list of troglodytes, wolves, and polar bears who had been trouble to his people for years. With especial scorn he mentioned a troglodyte named Rouriage, murderer of a beloved kobold named Filbus. He told him that his people might know of the locations of greater beasts, as well, but would not ask Deebus to go after them. Thest the Hill Titan lay in Rambudded, the dragon Secaan lay in Heatflare, the cyclops Zokrod lay in Coalsparks, and the dread troll Nusta the Haunts of Earth lurked in the Trite Nights.
He asked that Deebus stay with them awhile before he continued his journey, though. Deebus decided that it would be best to accept the offer.
Post by: Casp on June 30, 2012, 07:45:29 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 30, 2012, 07:52:42 pm
What's the description on the hill titan?No clue, haven't encountered it yet. I could make a save/copy and look it up in Legends.
Post by: Corai on June 30, 2012, 07:59:56 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on June 30, 2012, 08:35:37 pm
Deebus, be careful...
Oh, care is his greatest asset in this world.
Ever read the TES story of the lesser daedra that made a name for himself being untouchable? I forget it's name, now. It's a marksman skill book in Skyrim, but I do have a mod installed that re-adds all the books from previous games to the leveled lists so...
If you haven't read it and don't want it spoiled, read no further.
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Deebus is barely above average when not sneaking. He could very easily die if his luck runs out. RNG gods be willing, he wipes out everyone THIS tribe knows about as well.
Post by: WillowLuman on June 30, 2012, 09:45:29 pm
I dunno, managed to acquire some pretty high dodging, blocking, spear, wrestling, and throwing skills somehow. In a straight-up fight he'd have a major disadvantage due to size, but possibly an advantage due to speed. If he got mobbed by several things he'd likely die.Deebus, be careful...
Oh, care is his greatest asset in this world.
Ever read the TES story of the lesser daedra that made a name for himself being untouchable? I forget it's name, now. It's a marksman skill book in Skyrim, but I do have a mod installed that re-adds all the books from previous games to the leveled lists so...
If you haven't read it and don't want it spoiled, read no further.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Deebus is barely above average when not sneaking. He could very easily die if his luck runs out. RNG gods be willing, he wipes out everyone THIS tribe knows about as well.
Post by: Corai on June 30, 2012, 09:46:53 pm
I dunno, managed to acquire some pretty high dodging, blocking, spear, wrestling, and throwing skills somehow. In a straight-up fight he'd have a major disadvantage due to size, but possibly an advantage due to speed. If he got mobbed by several things he'd likely die.Deebus, be careful...
Oh, care is his greatest asset in this world.
Ever read the TES story of the lesser daedra that made a name for himself being untouchable? I forget it's name, now. It's a marksman skill book in Skyrim, but I do have a mod installed that re-adds all the books from previous games to the leveled lists so...
If you haven't read it and don't want it spoiled, read no further.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Deebus is barely above average when not sneaking. He could very easily die if his luck runs out. RNG gods be willing, he wipes out everyone THIS tribe knows about as well.
I found Deebus.
http://dfstories.com/asax-masterjails-the-most-awesome-cave-swallowman-ever (http://dfstories.com/asax-masterjails-the-most-awesome-cave-swallowman-ever)
Post by: Joben on June 30, 2012, 10:36:00 pm
If you arm and train them, they might just surprise you. But most kobolds lack courage, fleeing rather quickly if a few are killed or they take injuries. You'll have to find a way to steel their naturally skittish minds.
Amphetamines. Berserker Kobolds. XD
Post by: Tirion on July 01, 2012, 05:11:39 am
If you arm and train them, they might just surprise you. But most kobolds lack courage, fleeing rather quickly if a few are killed or they take injuries. You'll have to find a way to steel their naturally skittish minds.
Amphetamines. Berserker Kobolds. XD
Thrall vapors.
Post by: Hanslanda on July 03, 2012, 12:16:51 am
If you arm and train them, they might just surprise you. But most kobolds lack courage, fleeing rather quickly if a few are killed or they take injuries. You'll have to find a way to steel their naturally skittish minds.
Amphetamines. Berserker Kobolds. XD
Thrall vapors.
This. All of this.
Post by: WillowLuman on July 07, 2012, 02:20:20 pm
Deebus stayed in Stokoflaydis for the rest of the day and the following night, sharing food and stories with the kobolds there. At dawn, though, it was time to depart. He warmed his meal on the fire and departed into the snow, leaving behind the tunic with the sweet pods picture as a gift. He headed northwest to the lair of his first target, the wolf Strir. Crossing a frozen river into a tundra land brought him to the cave while the sky was still orange. The cold, frosty tunnel ran a fair way into the chert of the hill, but it was straight and Deebus could see his prey from the entrance. Strir seemed like a miserable, nasty creature. Enormous, yet starved and skinny. He did not look like he had much strength in him, but the hunger in his orange eyes showed that he was vicious and desperate. A survivor at all costs.
Strir's ferocity did not prevail him that time, though. Before the beast could even snarl, the spear entering his skull put him out of his misery. Deebus cleaned his weapons and left the carcass where it lay. His next nearest targets were away to the northeast, the troglodytes Kegeth and Freedome, dwelling together in the cave of Brandsewers.
He had only travelled half a mile or so into the frozen forest when he ducked into hiding. Three trolls were out hunting; Lisat Stalôsed, Eguaragel, and Mightect. The most dangerous grouping of beasts was a pack of young males, and here were trolls. He knew that they must die. They three of them stood close together; easy targets. Three arrows flew and struck, bringing three trolls to the ground. They all fell on top of each other, though. Not good. He needed to separate them in order to kill them assuredly. Deebus leapt up and shouted, revealing himself to them, and so the two still conscious gave chase. They did not chase far, though, before the pain of running with their injuries made them collapse. Now three unconscious trolls lay on the ground waiting to be slain.
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Post by: Eric Blank on July 07, 2012, 05:10:23 pm
Post by: L3TUC3 on July 08, 2012, 12:18:55 am
Post by: WillowLuman on July 08, 2012, 01:22:57 am
The macabre place was filled with gruesome things aplenty, but also interesting things stolen and taken from victims over the years. There was a beautiful loincloth, encrusted with spikes of satinspar, and another one with spikes of bone. The most impressive treasure, however, was a tunic covered with round polished phyllite stones and adorned with cave-bear teeth forming the image of two sweet-pods. Deebus also found some bones, from what creature he dared not think, which he whittled some arrows from. If they were kobold bones, then he supposed that it was not dishonorable for them to become arrows; now the dead could help make the world better for the living, in a small but vital way.There's the justification. That's how he got out of the catch 22; needs bones to make arrows, and arrows to hunt, but can't get bones without hunting. Then he found a big stack of bones. The fate of the world justifies the cost!
Deebus is some sort of angel of death... And that second to last pic is a pretty damn creepy rendition of him, too. Good drawing nonetheless.Thanks, I guess. I really ought to do better with the drawings, and do more of them, though.
Post by: Thecard on July 08, 2012, 07:16:56 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on July 10, 2012, 10:03:06 pm
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Ileda bled out as Deebus impaled the left leg of her mate, and with another strike to the foot, ensured Saviny could not rise to defend himself. The troll bellowed in pain, but was cut short by a sharp pain entering deep into his chest. Before Deebus could twist the spear in further, though, Saviny blindly pulled the weapon from his chest and cast it -and the wielder- backwards. He could not see who wounded him so, but he could detect the corpse of Ileda drenched in blood. Saviny roared again in anguish and whipped his head about, searching and sniffing for his new hated foe. Only shadows greeted his senses. Until the sharp pain flashed suddenly in his right arm, that is. Saviny whipped about again, pummeling at where the pain came from, his paws meeting only air. From the opposite direction, his good right foot took a deep wound that made him scream again.
Deebus stepped back and waited. After a few seconds, the thrashing troll on the floor went limp, the pain being too great, and Deebus swooped silently back over to relieve him of his pain. Forever.
The sun was still high in the eastern sky when Deebus continued on his way. Stopping only to drink from a stream, he arrived at Brandsewers in the late afternoon. The place was deep in the sacred country. Any beast there must be fearsome indeed. When he descended into the den, he noted the smashed skeleton of one of his brethren lying in the antechamber. It looked not to be more than a few months old, the bones chewed open and drained of marrow. This poor soul needed to be avenged, whoever he was. At the end of the burrow Deebus came upon the troglodyte pair and opened fire. Freedome, the male, was first to die, taking two arrows to the belly and leg, then a spear through the forehead. Before Kegeth could react, Deebus had stabbed her belly as well and smashed her foot, bringing her to the floor. She would not succumb easily, though. She survived his next strike to her face, as well as the two that punctured her lungs and heart. Stabbing faster and faster, Deebus caught her in the hand she threw up to shield herself, severing it at the wrist. With the shock of this injury, Kegeth at last passed out. It took three powerful strikes, but at long last Deebus caved in her skull.
Two mated pairs of monsters, troglodytes and trolls, he had killed that day.
Post by: WillowLuman on July 11, 2012, 04:22:15 pm
As it was getting late, Deebus decided to stay the night in the burrow. Lighting a fire near the entrance made it quite comfortable, and so through the entrance he watched the sun go down, falling asleep when the stars came out. When morning came, he finished the last of his grizzly bear meat and with a full belly journeyed on. He had decided to go far to the northern shores of the world next, to kill the troglodyte Lecit. Afterwards he could circle down from North to West to South, killing as he went.
The journey took him back through the sacred country, and he was still within it when he came upon the lair early in the morning. The hole was just under a clump of the strange feathery trees. Lecit was a small troglodyte, though still easily twice Deebus's size, and had angular, cruel features in her face. She was pale and nearly red-eyed, like many troglodytes, but strikingly she was covered in scraggly, bright orange hair, not the usual black or brown. A truly hideous beast.
Deebus came up right behind her, and nearly killed her instantly, if she had not stooped to scratch at something on the dirt floor. Unable to get a killing blow in from there, Deebus opted to drive the spear into her back. Lecit howled with pain as the spear shattered her ribs. He did not give her time to react, though, yanking the spear from within her torso and bringing it around again into her head.
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The next target was the polar bear Emär, near the Western coast. Deebus began to head Southwest, towards the sea, when he came across something very strange. The land suddenly sloped down into a vast expanse of perfectly flat ice. He had heard the sea was full of water, like a great river encompassing the whole world, but no one had told him the water was frozen. This would be convenient, though, since now he could cut across southwest instead of weaving around the bay. Shortly he arrived in some of the strange, dry country, this place full of yellow sand. Continuing south, he came across something very strange indeed.
There in the desert, was a flat place, smooth and made of perfect blocks of quartzite. Some of the blocks rested on top, forming pillars. And in the middle of it all, sitting cross-legged, was the strangest thing Deebus had ever seen.
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Post by: Corai on July 11, 2012, 04:25:58 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on July 11, 2012, 05:53:53 pm
Giant thick ropes appeared from thin air, flying out and whipping through the air to form a huge net; webs. Deebus found one of the huge sticky strands stick to his leg, knocking him to the ground. The titan began to crawl towards him, raking the sand with it's massive sharp fingers. Deebus managed to cut himself loose just in time, though, and scurried behind some pillars. From there, he crept out again and ran around to the side of the titan again. Leaping about the massive glass form, he smashed and smashed at it with his spear, crippling the legs, the arms. He struck at the head, chipping off glass, but not making any serious impression.
The titan's eyes glowed again, brighter than before, and suddenly Deebus was covered in many thick, ropey strands. Being almost unable to move, the titan only kept burying him under more and more webbing. More and more webs flew through the air, sticking Deebus more and more, entangling him until he could hardly breathe. The webs started falling on his helm, blocking off the holes, suffocating him...
No. Not like this.
Calling on some native reserve of strength he never knew he had, (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SLuW-GBaJ8k) Deebus pulled apart the strands from his face, rose, and met the enormous figure inching its way towards him, meaning to crush him. He stuggled, wading through the piles of webbing, but at last he was free. One, two, three, four times he struck at the head of the titan, spearing it with all his might.
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Post by: Corai on July 11, 2012, 05:57:08 pm
/SARCASM/ Hugoluman is using savescums, I know he is. /SARCASM/No kobold can be this badass. And thats coming from ME.
Post by: WillowLuman on July 11, 2012, 06:02:01 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on July 11, 2012, 09:10:26 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on July 23, 2012, 08:02:21 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on July 23, 2012, 08:08:50 pm
Post by: Hanslanda on July 29, 2012, 11:34:43 pm
Post by: Nerjin on July 30, 2012, 04:56:14 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on July 30, 2012, 06:08:06 pm
Post by: Hanslanda on July 30, 2012, 11:46:32 pm
Post by: Corai on July 30, 2012, 11:48:10 pm
Bogeymen. Dozens of them.
Down in the depths of HFS, a bogeyman sat down in a chair and began a tale to the pups, one of untold horror. A force of true holiness and goodness. One that should NEVER be uttered.
"Pups, let me tell you the tale of Deebus. By the end of the tale you will understand why no bogeyman goes out during the day."
Post by: Hanslanda on July 30, 2012, 11:52:27 pm
Bogeymen. Dozens of them.
Down in the depths of HFS, a bogeyman sat down in a chair and began a tale to the pups, one of untold horror. A force of true holiness and goodness. One that should NEVER be uttered.
"Pups, let me tell you the tale of Deebus. By the end of the tale you will understand why no bogeyman goes out during the day."
Sigged. Right meow.
Explains much, this does.
Post by: wolfwood296 on July 31, 2012, 03:17:32 am
this kobold is the best
Post by: Jahsg on August 02, 2012, 08:47:23 am
Post by: celebrinborn on August 03, 2012, 02:36:21 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on August 03, 2012, 04:40:40 pm
Daww, also how do i get adventure mode reactions to work
To get a reaction to work in adventure mode, all you really need to do is replace the [BUILDING:[string]] tag with [ADVENTURE_MODE_ENABLED].
Of course, you actually have to get the reaction working in the first place. Try reading the wiki page (http://dwarffortresswiki.org/index.php/Reaction) and looking at the reactions already present in the game to determine how they work.
Post by: darkrider2 on August 07, 2012, 11:43:42 am
This guy is a freaking badass.
Post by: wolfwood296 on August 07, 2012, 02:18:36 pm
I'm petitioning that Deebus needs his own wiki page.Deebus: a cute little kobold that is so good he took down a titan solo.
This guy is a freaking badass.
now you know why you fear the kobolds.
Post by: Corai on August 07, 2012, 04:12:21 pm
I'm petitioning that Deebus needs his own wiki page.Deebus: a cute little kobold that is so good he took down a titan solo.
This guy is a freaking badass.
now you know why you fear the kobolds.
Deebus NEEDS a wikipage.
Corai, kobold has mandated 1/1 wikipages!
Post by: Xantalos on August 07, 2012, 04:19:56 pm
Corai, kobold has suffered an unfortunate accident!I'm petitioning that Deebus needs his own wiki page.Deebus: a cute little kobold that is so good he took down a titan solo.
This guy is a freaking badass.
now you know why you fear the kobolds.
Deebus NEEDS a wikipage.
Corai, kobold has mandated 1/1 wikipages!
Post by: WillowLuman on August 07, 2012, 06:28:56 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on August 23, 2012, 10:44:58 pm
After his rather strange triumph over the great glass monster, Deebus simply continued on south and westwards near the coast. For most of the day, he was in and out of sand-place and tundra. Towards night, he finally came to the tundra where the bear Emär dwelt. The sun was beginning to set. Deebus felt there would be enough time to reach the bear's den, though, so he pressed on. What the reports of the area had failed to mention, though, were the standing stones. Tall pillars, eerily smooth and made of a rock like many small pebbles pressed together. They seemed scattered about in no order, like trees. In the center of the field of pillars, there was a large shape in the snow, a rise. Something white with a blanket of white over it. Deebus crept closer. A shape, like a big, flat rock of some white-ish, somewhat sparkly stone. He crept closer still. Then, thinking better of it, he cautiously drew out the iron dagger and hurled it at the stone.
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Deebus retrieved his dagger and left, wondering about who carved these stone pillars and salt-figures. Going east and south, he managed to find the hole in the snow just as the sun was setting. Emär was huge, yes, and fierce-looking too, but not the fiercest bear Deebus had ever seen. An arrow to one leg, the hurled dagger to another for good measure, and he was bleeding on the floor of his cave. Emär never got back up.
Another day, another kill. One day, there would be no more. One day.
A thought just occured: what if someone did a dramatic reading of this? Of course, pictorial portions might be difficult.
Post by: Hanslanda on August 23, 2012, 10:59:25 pm
Post by: Corai on August 23, 2012, 11:02:15 pm
Fischer can destroy entire armies of spawn.
Deebus makes megabeasts look like children's toys.
Post by: Nathail on August 24, 2012, 01:54:36 am
Post by: Eric Blank on August 24, 2012, 03:32:21 am
Post by: Xantalos on August 24, 2012, 03:53:13 am
Huh. Thought I heard something. Anyways, yeah, go Deebus! The kobold that is now the exemplary standard of kobolds everywhere.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on August 24, 2012, 05:00:53 pm
Post by: Corai on August 24, 2012, 05:05:55 pm
Deebus killed a Titan by accident?! Corai, you better hury up about finding a way to assasinate Deebus. Hire an entire worlds worth of trolls or something, but for the love of god, STOP THAT KOBOLD!
Attackers: 1000 modbolds, 300 trolls, 1 Corai, 60 night trolls, 1 bronze colossus, 3 hill titans, all killed
Defenders: 1 kobold
Defender was victorious.
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So, anyone think we should start making fanfiction about Deebus?
Post by: Eric Blank on August 24, 2012, 06:15:20 pm
So probably not...
Post by: WillowLuman on August 24, 2012, 06:47:16 pm
Post by: Thecard on August 27, 2012, 04:01:58 pm
Post by: darkrider2 on August 27, 2012, 04:07:12 pm
Deebus: A name that is only spoken in hushed tones when all candles have been extinguished, the black curtains hung, and the dead are laid to rest.
Deebus: Fuck Yeah.
Post by: Gavakis on September 12, 2012, 05:43:39 pm
Post by: Xantalos on September 12, 2012, 05:44:24 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on September 12, 2012, 05:53:02 pm
Post by: Xantalos on September 12, 2012, 05:54:58 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on September 12, 2012, 07:26:43 pm
Spear appears to have become a deadly and prolific disease amongst monsters.
Post by: Fen on September 14, 2012, 08:04:30 pm
How did I not know about this before. Praise be to Deebus!
Post by: GalenEvil on September 15, 2012, 03:49:39 am
Also, @Fen: that jumping baby dinosaur is cool :)
Post by: Jahsg on September 18, 2012, 04:49:05 am
Post by: Volfgarix on September 18, 2012, 01:49:18 pm
I wanna moar!!!
Post by: brainfreez on September 18, 2012, 02:36:12 pm
Post by: Volfgarix on September 18, 2012, 05:13:57 pm
I have plenty of simple reactions that require only a stack of bone/leather if you'd like. You'd just have to paste them over the contents of metalworking reactions such that they are using the metalworking reactions' IDs.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
I don't knwo if there's enough metalworking reactions to be repalced by these, so you might have to get choosy if you didn't have some of your own to use...
I gave that to raws "reaction_smelter", but don't work, what I screwed up?
EDIT: Solved, I just had to generate new world...
Post by: Volfgarix on September 19, 2012, 04:02:48 pm
Other things looks working good.
Anyway, when will be next part of God of Death?
Post by: Slayerhero90 on September 19, 2012, 04:44:55 pm
Post by: Volfgarix on September 19, 2012, 05:00:16 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on September 19, 2012, 05:11:31 pm
Post by: Volfgarix on September 20, 2012, 12:53:54 am
Edit: I also throwed bolts and arrows at other animals and this didn't work. Yup, selfmade ammo is broken...
Post by: Xantalos on September 20, 2012, 01:04:47 am
I'll be doing this soon.I'm glad this is happening. Kobolds have become ignored and maligned once again. They need to learn to fear Deebus!
Spear appears to have become a deadly and prolific disease amongst monsters.
Post by: Eric Blank on September 20, 2012, 03:40:01 pm
About...I have plenty of simple reactions that require only a stack of bone/leather if you'd like. You'd just have to paste them over the contents of metalworking reactions such that they are using the metalworking reactions' IDs.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
I don't knwo if there's enough metalworking reactions to be repalced by these, so you might have to get choosy if you didn't have some of your own to use...
I gave that to raws "reaction_smelter", but don't work, what I screwed up?
EDIT: Solved, I just had to generate new world...
It would work in a pre-generated world if you replaced the smelter reactions (not the ID line ([REACTION:reaction_ID_here])) in the save's RAW files. If it worked after regenerating the world, that's because you put those in your DF/raw/objects/reaction_smelter.txt, instead of DF/data/save/[your_region_here]/raw/objects/reaction_smelter.txt
Post by: Volfgarix on September 20, 2012, 03:42:22 pm
Also I can make 50 ammos ever from 4 bones.
Post by: Eric Blank on September 20, 2012, 03:52:50 pm
I figured out what the problem with the bolts and arrows hitting targets is:
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The highlighted character needs to be changed to "B" As it stands, there is no "C" reagent, so the product isn't getting any material input, meaning it doesn't really exist. Sorry about that; I posted those reactions quite a while ago, before I discovered this problem myself.
Hugo, you may want to fix this before trying to kill any more polar bears with material-less +arrows+. Wish I'd remembered about that sooner.
Post by: Volfgarix on September 20, 2012, 03:58:10 pm
I will set 20 ammos per bone stack.
And what is more lethal?
Bolts, arrows or darts?
And also. Will it have effect on Fortress Mode?
Post by: Eric Blank on September 20, 2012, 04:06:40 pm
Post by: Volfgarix on September 20, 2012, 04:10:59 pm
About ammo, Wikia said bolts=arrows and these are twice bigger contact area than darts but 40 times bigger penetration... I choose bolts of course.
Interesting, when will be next chapter.
Post by: WillowLuman on September 20, 2012, 07:53:05 pm
Post by: Xantalos on September 20, 2012, 07:56:02 pm
When I have time and energy.Hugoluman needs food...badly!
Post by: WillowLuman on September 20, 2012, 07:57:16 pm
DON'T SHOOT THE POTIONWhen I have time and energy.Hugoluman needs food...badly!
Post by: Volfgarix on September 21, 2012, 09:19:06 am
Wut?DON'T SHOOT THE POTIONWhen I have time and energy.Hugoluman needs food...badly!
Post by: celebrinborn on September 21, 2012, 12:01:30 pm
Hugoluman needs food badly is a reference to nethack. I don't know about the don't shoot the potion part howeverWut?DON'T SHOOT THE POTIONWhen I have time and energy.Hugoluman needs food...badly!
Post by: Torchy on September 21, 2012, 01:09:37 pm
Hugoluman needs food badly is a reference to nethack. I don't know about the don't shoot the potion part however
Actually, it's a reference to Gauntlet. The inclusion in Nethack is a nod to the same.
Post by: GalenEvil on September 22, 2012, 01:31:44 am
Post by: WillowLuman on October 05, 2012, 10:15:21 pm
The morning after killing Emär, Deebus broke his fast with blood and meat. It was time to kill Rouriage, the creature who had murdered the beloved Filbus. The troglodyte was only a short trek southwards and towards the coast, into one of the strange southern forests with grass-trees. On the floor of the silt hole lay the bones of a kobold, clutching a beautiful tin flask. Filbus.
Rouriage was the strangest and ugliest troglodyte Deebus had seen yet; scrawny, gangly, a face with close, bugging-out eyes, and a coat of golden hair. The beast sat scratching and grooming himself in a disgusting manner, showing vile disregard for the sad remains that he sat next to. He thought himself above threats from people, who were just food. Deebus would show him he was wrong. With a swift throw, the meat cleaver cleanly severed Rouriage's right arm, and the iron sword which followed struck him deep in the chest, sending him staggering backwards. Closing in with his spear, Deebus found the beast could still lurch out of the way. He could not avoid Deebus for long, though, and two quick strikes through the torso and leg brought him down.
Deebus kicked relentlessly about the body of the beast. With a few minutes of pummeling, a single spear strike to the head avenged the poor kobold who lay not six feet away.
He took the flask. Filbus's people would want it returned.
Post by: WillowLuman on October 05, 2012, 11:04:12 pm
Illitin lay just across the glacier, and though night had fallen before Deebus reached the lair, he was not worried. She was just another troglodyte. Almost dispassionately, Deebus nailed her to the wall by throwing the iron sword through her chest, smashed her foot, then struck her dead through the face.
At sunrise, he left northwards towards the great mountain, and reached the home of the Stokoflaydis with the news that all their worst enemies were now dead. They were thrilled, too, that he had returned Filbus's flask, as well as brought the treasure of their other foes. They wanted him to stay for the celebration, but he refused, thanking them and asking for directions. He hoped to find another cave of his people as soon as possible.
Post by: Hanslanda on October 05, 2012, 11:07:04 pm
Post by: Xantalos on October 06, 2012, 01:52:12 am
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Post by: WillowLuman on October 06, 2012, 04:44:38 pm
Post by: darkrider2 on October 06, 2012, 04:51:13 pm
The fuck did you do to the screen?
Post by: Thecard on October 06, 2012, 10:44:55 pm
The fuck did you do to the screen?
Post by: Slayerhero90 on October 06, 2012, 10:49:46 pm
The fuck didn't you do to the screen?
Post by: Cassandra on October 07, 2012, 02:28:28 am
The fuck did my voices do to the screen?
Post by: Corai on October 07, 2012, 02:53:59 am
The fuck did my voices do to the screen?
Post by: WillowLuman on October 07, 2012, 03:47:49 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on October 07, 2012, 03:54:43 pm
Nyet!The flying +unicorn bone arrow+ strikes the quote pyramid, ending the spam!C-C-C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER!The fuck did my voices do to the screen?
Post by: WillowLuman on October 08, 2012, 12:36:00 am
Spoiler: Actual spoiler BEWARE (click to show/hide)
Post by: Gavakis on October 09, 2012, 05:27:05 pm
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2anHaEdWHcs
( it really kicks in at 2:25 )
Post by: WillowLuman on October 09, 2012, 06:36:36 pm
I'd like to write to this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4UpqLhYQz28) at some point, but I don't feel it appropriate to the current situation, so maybe this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZH1NFziHUxg) instead.
In the event of Deebus's actual last stand, I'd imagine it to this. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZhP6F-vxeZI)
Post by: Gavakis on October 10, 2012, 05:34:32 am
The song "escape" sound really cool, it would be fitting.
Now the final age of Kobold history begins!
P.S, will you record the final battle between you and the Bronze Colossus?
Post by: Cassandra on October 10, 2012, 03:03:00 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on October 10, 2012, 03:43:06 pm
Post by: Cassandra on October 10, 2012, 03:44:37 pm
Post by: Gavakis on October 10, 2012, 04:59:48 pm
He will make through, or atleast what I hope.
Deebus, do not fail us.
You are the last salvation for the greatest Kobold in history.
Post by: Eric Blank on October 10, 2012, 05:22:36 pm
Post by: Gavakis on October 26, 2012, 04:07:26 pm
Post by: Cassandra on October 26, 2012, 04:11:39 pm
Post by: Gavakis on October 26, 2012, 06:09:32 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on October 26, 2012, 07:17:12 pm
Post by: birdy51 on October 26, 2012, 07:36:15 pm
Sorry, I'm distracted by City of Heroes, as I only have a certain time to play that game until it dies forever. Might squeeze in an update, but don't get your hopes up until November 30th, when the distraction shall end.
I'd get angry because I really want to know how Deebus' story ends, but I know how brutally addicting City of Heroes can be. I eventually forced myself to delete the game from my computer due to it's distracting me!
Post by: WillowLuman on October 26, 2012, 07:57:42 pm
Oddly enough, never found City of Heroes that addicting before, but since it's shutting down, I feel like I ought to play it, last chance ever and all that.
Post by: birdy51 on October 26, 2012, 11:16:06 pm
I usually play a game or frequent a site until I get burnt out from it, then move on. I essentially stick round for about a month to a year, then make a fly off the face of the earth, returning only to stalk earily in the shadows.
Regardless, do as you must!
Post by: helmacon on October 28, 2012, 11:26:30 am
Post by: WillowLuman on October 28, 2012, 11:53:55 am
Anyway, I guess you could say that Debusing is a contact sport. With arrows. And spears.
Post by: Casp on October 28, 2012, 03:43:04 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on November 04, 2012, 01:06:51 pm
Anyway, good music for down and dangerous nighttime guerrilla combat (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGwD9MpyLk0)
They had come again.
Whether they did not know of what he had done to their brethren in the north, or had mastered their fear and sought revenge, he did not know.
He had lit his watchfires in the woods to protect him as he slept, as he had always done, and soon after a pack of wolves had appeared. He sent them yipping away with a few arrows, leaving one dead, before he settled down to sleep.
Deebus did not sleep for long, however. A horrid laughter of many unworldly voices split the night, bringing Deebus to his feet in an instant. From the glow of his fires he saw a gallery of unnatural faces staring at him, those that had mouths peeled back in hideous grins. Many were eyeless, twitching long, horrible feelers around the edge of the circle. Deebus knew that they could not reach him as long as the fire burned, but he could not sleep while they waited to devour him. If they had forgotten their lesson from last time, then it was time they learned to fear kobold kind again.
As he readied an arrow to smite one of the evil spirits, though, he saw something thrashing in the darkness behind. No, not thrashing: flapping. A nearly skeletal creature with cavernous eyes leaped into the air and into the circle, stretching out its impossibly taut wings. Deebus thrust forth his spear, meeting only air as the spirit bobbed back. He thrust again, but it ducked and lunged for his leg, grabbing it in its mouth. Deebus could feel the pressure of the bite, though his bear-pelt stopped the spirit's teeth and he drove it back before it could begin worrying him about.
This spirit proved slippery, easily dodging two more of his strikes before tackling him to the ground. They repelled and stood up, Deebus barely blocking the next strike as the spirit recovered first. It began to strike faster and faster, kicking and punching him about the limbs. His padding was saving him from all but bruises, but it was getting through his defense. Suddenly, he felt a flash of pain in the finger, the end of it smashed open. Before the spirit could hurt him worse, he lunged at it, managing to nail its foot to the ground.
The injury wasn't through a very crippling part of the foot, though, as it responded with a kick to the head. Deebus felt his horse-skull smash against his ear, a warm pain radiating through the side of his face. All about him, the wicked spirits jeered and howled into the fire, lusting for his imminent painful death.
No. As the spirit seized his foot, preparing to twist his leg to breaking, Deebus used his other foot to bring himself upright and his spear into its chest in one swift motion. Bringing his other hand up, he brought his shield crashing into that horrible face and sent the creature reeling back. Deebus bashed it again, sending it tumbling backwards into the fire. He laid into it mercilessly, beating and stabbing it as it thrashed about and lashed at him in futility. With one spear-strike he spilled its filthy guts into the fire where they hissed and steamed, and with another he severed its bleeding foot. Finally, with one long, blood-curdling shriek, the spirit bled to death and dissolved.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 04, 2012, 02:09:30 pm
He threw long into the night, causing untold pain and injury to dozens of evil spirits, only for them to be replaced again and again. From last time, he knew their rule, as the old rhyme had hinted, that though they might replace each other, they can't do it if one actually dies. If he could just crack one of their heads...
Eventually, and much to his surprise, the ground inside his circle was clean of rocks, forcing him to tear the ice from his waterskins and hurl it. At long last, he found the meat cleaver in his pack and hurled it, striking a spirit's head from its shoulders. As he was about to spend a moment to relish in this small victory, though, he smelled something odd, a change in the air.
The fires were dying.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 04, 2012, 02:39:51 pm
Deebus stood fast, knowing that if he ran too far, whole, undamaged spirits would replace them. They leapt upon him again, the closest losing its arm to his spear, but they took him to the ground still. With bloody and torn hands they tore at him, bruising and pummeling his body. One of them stomped hard on his stomach nearly making him vomit. Just when another grabbed him by the head, though, he found his opening.
With a swift stroke, he decapitated the spirit holding him, and stomped the fingers of the one gripping his ankle. With another strike he speared its eyeless head open, its feelers still twitching as it dissolved. The last one he impaled through the stomach, but it leapt back, taking the spear with it, and charged towards him. Before it could reach him, the last of its blood feel to the ground and it too died.
Deebus sank to his knees, looking at the carnage all around him. He was bruised in every part of his body, his smashed open thumb stung with pain, and his ear throbbed, filling his head with sickly warmth. But he was alive, and once more, victorious over the shadows.
Day 14 10th Galena 200
He hadn't bothered to relight the fires, being far too tired, but with the spirits driven back, he hadn't needed to anyway. Collecting what arrows he could find, and then whittling some more from the wolf's bones, he set off to the east.
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Is there a script to heal smashed fingernails with DfHack? That the fastest growing body tissue IRL should be subject to these kinds of infections ingame is ridiculous.
Post by: Xantalos on November 04, 2012, 02:44:45 pm
Post by: darkrider2 on November 04, 2012, 03:34:08 pm
Post by: Xantalos on November 04, 2012, 03:35:16 pm
Wait... so... did Deebus just take on bogeymen and win?Twice now, though it's not much to sneeze at.
Post by: Cassandra on November 04, 2012, 03:39:03 pm
He just took down Bogeymen as a KOBOLD WITH A SPEAR. And won. Without lighting plants.
There's a difference between being able to slice them all in half, fighting one at a time...
And taking the hits, returning the hits with a spear, and winning.
Post by: Xantalos on November 04, 2012, 03:41:38 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on November 04, 2012, 04:35:37 pm
Post by: Cassandra on November 04, 2012, 04:37:18 pm
Post by: Xantalos on November 04, 2012, 04:38:13 pm
Post by: Cassandra on November 04, 2012, 04:40:32 pm
Post by: Corai on November 04, 2012, 05:17:31 pm
Post by: darkrider2 on November 04, 2012, 08:41:10 pm
Deebus is made of badass. Nuff said.
He is like some harbinger of death.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 04, 2012, 11:05:18 pm
He pelted and pelted them, snapping off horns and antennae,
Well, that helped against the goring anyway. That bastard with the wings did most of the damage.
Post by: Thecard on November 04, 2012, 11:59:18 pm
Still, those feet are a pain in the neck.He pelted and pelted them, snapping off horns and antennae,
Well, that helped against the goring anyway. That bastard with the wings did most of the damage.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 05, 2012, 01:36:18 am
Or in the ear, in this case.Still, those feet are a pain in the neck.He pelted and pelted them, snapping off horns and antennae,
Well, that helped against the goring anyway. That bastard with the wings did most of the damage.
Post by: Thecard on November 05, 2012, 03:44:36 pm
Damnit! You've punned my pun!Or in the ear, in this case.Still, those feet are a pain in the neck.He pelted and pelted them, snapping off horns and antennae,
Well, that helped against the goring anyway. That bastard with the wings did most of the damage.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 05, 2012, 08:31:55 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Thecard on November 05, 2012, 08:40:36 pm
Also,
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Post by: Lich180 on November 05, 2012, 10:52:11 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
But not for you, Deebus.
Post by: darkrider2 on November 05, 2012, 11:02:22 pm
If what I've gathered is correct, the general consensus isSpoiler (click to show/hide)
I will try as hard as I can to get this in my signature.
Post by: bdsorensen on November 06, 2012, 08:49:58 pm
I love you.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
But not for you, Deebus.
Also, posting to watch. Going to have to say; Deebus has made me feel a bit of Kobold love. They're higher then goblins on my chart now.
Post by: Lt_Alfred on November 10, 2012, 06:39:21 am
Post by: bdsorensen on November 10, 2012, 10:22:44 am
Post by: WillowLuman on November 11, 2012, 12:29:58 pm
Kobolds have always been higher on my chart then elves.Next story: epic elf adventure.
Post by: Beenoc on November 11, 2012, 03:34:17 pm
Post by: Xantalos on November 11, 2012, 03:41:51 pm
So, we already know that Deebus can kill 90% of anything alive or undead or inorganic. But... What about the most powerful dwarf to ever exist? Derm the Soulchopper? Deebus VS Derm. O_ODo you not mean the Captain IronBlood? Or Morul, the most interesting dwarf in the world?
Post by: Sutremaine on November 11, 2012, 04:09:33 pm
Is there a script to heal smashed fingernails with DfHack? That the fastest growing body tissue IRL should be subject to these kinds of infections ingame is ridiculous.You should be able to give fingernails a healing rate by altering the raws.
Post by: Beenoc on November 11, 2012, 08:18:59 pm
So, we already know that Deebus can kill 90% of anything alive or undead or inorganic. But... What about the most powerful dwarf to ever exist? Derm the Soulchopper? Deebus VS Derm. O_ODo you not mean the Captain IronBlood? Or Morul, the most interesting dwarf in the world?
I don't know who those are. Shun me if you will. But Derm has soloed 18 FBs, 7 clowns, 3 giants, 1 or 2 ettins, and he helped with a titan. He's legendary+132 in Fighter and Legendary+122 in Axe, if i remember correctly.
Post by: Thecard on November 11, 2012, 08:23:37 pm
I missed that thread. Which is he in?So, we already know that Deebus can kill 90% of anything alive or undead or inorganic. But... What about the most powerful dwarf to ever exist? Derm the Soulchopper? Deebus VS Derm. O_ODo you not mean the Captain IronBlood? Or Morul, the most interesting dwarf in the world?
I don't know who those are. Shun me if you will. But Derm has soloed 18 FBs, 7 clowns, 3 giants, 1 or 2 ettins, and he helped with a titan. He's legendary+132 in Fighter and Legendary+122 in Axe, if i remember correctly.
Post by: Xantalos on November 11, 2012, 08:24:05 pm
Look up Nist Akath and The Most Interesting Dwarf in the World. Hall of Legends.So, we already know that Deebus can kill 90% of anything alive or undead or inorganic. But... What about the most powerful dwarf to ever exist? Derm the Soulchopper? Deebus VS Derm. O_ODo you not mean the Captain IronBlood? Or Morul, the most interesting dwarf in the world?
I don't know who those are. Shun me if you will. But Derm has soloed 18 FBs, 7 clowns, 3 giants, 1 or 2 ettins, and he helped with a titan. He's legendary+132 in Fighter and Legendary+122 in Axe, if i remember correctly.
Post by: Beenoc on November 12, 2012, 11:24:06 am
Derm is in Towersoared. He is also a unit of measurement, used to define how powerful an army is. As of yet, no dwarven, elven, goblin, or human army has hit 1 Derm in strength.I missed that thread. Which is he in?So, we already know that Deebus can kill 90% of anything alive or undead or inorganic. But... What about the most powerful dwarf to ever exist? Derm the Soulchopper? Deebus VS Derm. O_ODo you not mean the Captain IronBlood? Or Morul, the most interesting dwarf in the world?
I don't know who those are. Shun me if you will. But Derm has soloed 18 FBs, 7 clowns, 3 giants, 1 or 2 ettins, and he helped with a titan. He's legendary+132 in Fighter and Legendary+122 in Axe, if i remember correctly.
Post by: Jetman123 on November 12, 2012, 08:16:04 pm
Post by: Xantalos on November 12, 2012, 09:02:58 pm
Post by: wer6 on November 12, 2012, 09:45:23 pm
*raises candle
Post by: Thecard on November 12, 2012, 09:46:57 pm
I had a kobold try too steal some adamantine leggings: I saw his name and then called of the guards: for his name was Jeebus: sadly a stray cat mauled him: i currently have said admo loincloth and 10 golden statues in a giant maulosium for him... we will miss you jeebusMan, one letter and you'd a' been fucked.
*raises candle
Post by: Gavakis on November 15, 2012, 09:37:30 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on November 15, 2012, 11:06:32 pm
Any day now, HugoLuman, any day now. ::)Deja vu.
Nov. 30th, and then maybe a brief period of mourning. Then we can get an update. Any sooner would be pure luck.
Post by: bdsorensen on November 16, 2012, 11:50:34 am
Should.... Should I be worried? Did I pick the worst possible time to PTW?Any day now, HugoLuman, any day now. ::)Deja vu.
Nov. 30th, and then maybe a brief period of mourning. Then we can get an update. Any sooner would be pure luck.
Post by: Tirion on November 16, 2012, 06:45:09 pm
Kobolds have always been higher on my chart then elves.Next story: epic elf adventure.
I would totally read that.
Also, Deebus is der Überkobold.
Post by: wer6 on November 16, 2012, 10:19:23 pm
now ontopic: story of evles... hmmm
Post by: WillowLuman on November 16, 2012, 11:38:29 pm
Mourning for City of Heroes, which I feel obliged to play until it shuts down permanently.Should.... Should I be worried? Did I pick the worst possible time to PTW?Any day now, HugoLuman, any day now. ::)Deja vu.
Nov. 30th, and then maybe a brief period of mourning. Then we can get an update. Any sooner would be pure luck.
Stay tuned for the woes of the next tribe.
Post by: Casp on November 17, 2012, 09:35:04 am
Mourning for City of Heroes, which I feel obliged to play until it shuts down permanently.Should.... Should I be worried? Did I pick the worst possible time to PTW?Any day now, HugoLuman, any day now. ::)Deja vu.
Nov. 30th, and then maybe a brief period of mourning. Then we can get an update. Any sooner would be pure luck.
Stay tuned for the woes of the next tribe.
As someone who has played World of Warcraft, SWTOR, AND Guild Wars 2 over the last, like, 2 years, I feel the need to apologize.
Sorry.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 24, 2012, 03:20:25 pm
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Post by: Slayerhero90 on November 24, 2012, 03:24:43 pm
Post by: Cassandra on November 24, 2012, 03:43:20 pm
R.I.P.
-Sniffle-
Post by: WillowLuman on November 24, 2012, 05:15:13 pm
Anyway, I've got good things planned for Deebus once we resume, and I'm starting a (short) run in an adventure mode succession game today.
Post by: MrWillsauce on November 25, 2012, 05:07:18 am
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Post by: WillowLuman on November 25, 2012, 06:51:13 am
PtW. Was a fun read, but I must inform you that you might be disappointed with your "circus tent" if you manage to find one.Spoiler (click to show/hide)
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Post by: Tirion on November 25, 2012, 02:26:39 pm
PtW. Was a fun read, but I must inform you that you might be disappointed with your "circus tent" if you manage to find one.Spoiler (click to show/hide)Spoiler (click to show/hide)
But how to venture down into Hell? It is a long way down... [FLIER], maybe?
Post by: WillowLuman on November 25, 2012, 02:31:16 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on November 25, 2012, 03:31:55 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on November 25, 2012, 03:42:44 pm
Post by: MrWillsauce on November 25, 2012, 05:10:25 pm
And if all else fails, there's the tried and tested "Wizardry" method: graph paper, math, and cartographic skills.Or you could just jump into an eerie pit when you find one. Then Deebus would be an inter-dimensional explorer and you wouldn't have to back-track your way through the caverns. By the time you seek out Hell there won't be much left on the surface for you to do anyway, right?
Post by: WillowLuman on November 25, 2012, 05:12:08 pm
Post by: MrWillsauce on November 25, 2012, 05:19:26 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on November 26, 2012, 03:36:26 am
Post by: Crabs on December 08, 2012, 05:29:47 pm
I mean no offense. But that looks nothing like this.
(http://i44.tinypic.com/16a8z6c.jpg)
(http://www7.pic-upload.de/08.12.12/35r3easgugu9.jpg)
Post by: Slayerhero90 on December 08, 2012, 06:23:03 pm
Post by: Thecard on December 08, 2012, 06:28:19 pm
Don't kobolds have orange skin?No, it's a simple brown. In DF, at least.
In some mythos, kobolds are even reptiles. Crabs seems to have taken inspiration from them.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on December 08, 2012, 06:30:22 pm
Post by: MrWillsauce on December 08, 2012, 06:31:51 pm
Post by: Crabs on December 08, 2012, 06:39:08 pm
Post by: Thecard on December 08, 2012, 06:57:13 pm
I'm aware of kobolds varying in appearance and such in other works.Then don't ask if they look a certain way. There is no right answer to:
Don't kobolds have orange skin?
Well, aside from Will's. But it's only true because it's funny.
So, I didn't mean to imply you didn't know, but if you ask a question regarding how they look, it's only natural to assume you didn't know.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on December 08, 2012, 06:59:48 pm
Presumably a reader would know that the context is in Dwarf Fortress.I'm aware of kobolds varying in appearance and such in other works.Then don't ask if they look a certain way. There is no right answer to:Don't kobolds have orange skin?
I do apologize for my lack of clarity.
Post by: Thecard on December 08, 2012, 07:10:18 pm
a reader would know that the context is in Dwarf Fortress.Oh, you didn't do anything. Really, the only way to know what color Kobolds are is to examine them in-game or look it up in the raws. But it's not even aesthetic. DF allows everyone to come up with their own ideas of how things look.
I do apologize for my lack of clarity.
Post by: Crabs on December 08, 2012, 07:20:59 pm
a reader would know that the context is in Dwarf Fortress.Oh, you didn't do anything. Really, the only way to know what color Kobolds are is to examine them in-game or look it up in the raws. But it's not even aesthetic. DF allows everyone to come up with their own ideas of how things look.
I do apologize for my lack of clarity.
Yeah, I like it how it's actually like a fantasy book on which you have influence!
Updated version(this is how I imagine my kobold): (http://www7.pic-upload.de/09.12.12/r44kbrrvj8x.jpg)
Post by: MrWillsauce on December 08, 2012, 07:32:26 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on December 08, 2012, 07:32:57 pm
Post by: Thecard on December 08, 2012, 07:33:13 pm
Ninja'd?
Yeah, like Will's. But with a loincloth.
Post by: WillowLuman on December 08, 2012, 07:57:09 pm
Post by: Gavakis on December 16, 2012, 07:04:09 pm
EDIT:
I realised that you have more important things to do than this story,
Do it at your own pace, im just impatient.
Post by: Loud Whispers on December 20, 2012, 08:15:46 pm
I got two words to say in response.
Deebus Schist.
Post by: laularukyrumo on December 21, 2012, 03:52:35 am
Interestingly, not only will it prevent further infection, but if you fast travel, even one tile, it should heal present infections.
Go to raws, tissue_template_default.txt, find the [TISSUE_TEMPLATE:NAIL_TEMPLATE] entry and add [HEALING_RATE:500] to it. Problem, le solved.
Post by: WillowLuman on December 26, 2012, 03:30:57 am
Post by: Eric Blank on December 26, 2012, 03:33:36 am
Post by: Xantalos on December 26, 2012, 03:34:05 am
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS
Post by: WillowLuman on January 02, 2013, 05:47:46 pm
Early in the morning, Deebus reached the cave of Scornhollow, where the Tufubukulin lived. As he approached the mound, all the kobolds outside stopped and came over to him. He greeted them and came into their cave, but declined their food: there was business to attend to. He asked for the names of all that had grieved them, and if they knew where other beasts might lie. For some reason they seemed reluctant to tell him the names of those that had grieved them, but one hunter told him where some nearby monsters might be. Deebus thanked her, and promised the tribe he would return shortly.
A short walk to the northwest were two very strange creatures, perhaps great evil spirits come down from the Mountains, living as their kind seemed to in groves of stone pillars. Deebus crept onto the smooth stones, looking for the first. Like a great burning cloud it was, compressed into a shape with four legs, and had scalded many to death. Deebus wondered how such a thing could be killed. Perhaps he could fan it hard enough and disperse it, or maybe there was a heart of some kind to pierce within the cloud?
He would have to try. Carefully, he crept upon the thing, which perhaps had no steamy eyes to see him, and when he was directly beneath it, he struck.
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Instantly, the beast exploded into a boiling cloud with an ear-splitting shriek. Deebus thought it was upon him and covered himself from the scalding vapor with his cloaks, but after a few moments, he heard water pattering down around him. All that was left of the thing was a great puddle.
Deebus reached the other stone-grove while the sun just barely passed it's midpoint. Snasnu, the other spirit, was also a cloud, but in a more discernible shape, a giant skunk with wings. They had warned him that it also spun webs to trap its victims.
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He danced around the Strasnu, avoiding its swipes and swiping through it again and again, until at last it was left legless and wingless, nearly as shapeless as its cousin. With a final sweep, he parted the head. When the cloud cleared, there was only a puddle of water. A puddle of water, and a strange chunk, at the same time solid yet mist. The only surviving piece of the creature's flesh. Tufubukulin would appreciate the unique treasure.
Spoiler: aftermath (click to show/hide)
Post by: Slayerhero90 on January 02, 2013, 06:36:42 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on January 02, 2013, 06:49:18 pm
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There were more monsters nearby, but the sun was nearing the horizon and he had promised to return soon. As it began to set he reached Scornhollow again. After presenting the steam-flesh and reporting his kills, Deebus asked them once more for their enemies' names. They still seemed nervous, though, and remained silent.
Deebus was disappointed. Why would these people not let him help them? As he was about to follow the others filing into the mound for the night, he noticed a woman hanging back. From her silver dagger, he could see she was an honored thief. He asked her why they feared.
She told him that it was there was one whose name they dared not speak. She had said too much already.
He asked her why this was, and where this unspeakable one might be.
She told him that she once had a daughter named Strufugustayber, who had been eaten by the troll Arorron. If he wanted to help, he could avenge the long-dead child. But there was one even he could not kill, and if he tried...
She did not finish. She told him that he gave them hope, and that they couldn't see it crushed.
Post by: Eric Blank on January 02, 2013, 08:22:41 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on January 02, 2013, 10:12:04 pm
Post by: Nathail on January 03, 2013, 11:39:59 am
Post by: WillowLuman on January 03, 2013, 03:10:53 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on January 03, 2013, 05:06:16 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on January 05, 2013, 04:50:52 am
Post by: Tirion on January 06, 2013, 09:23:18 am
Post by: Eric Blank on January 06, 2013, 04:59:56 pm
Post by: Nathail on January 06, 2013, 06:15:05 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on January 06, 2013, 08:34:50 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on January 06, 2013, 11:48:11 pm
Post by: Nathail on January 07, 2013, 03:40:11 pm
Post by: NRDL on January 08, 2013, 01:16:44 am
Post by: WillowLuman on January 08, 2013, 03:33:26 pm
(http://i.imgur.com/X9tkN1K.png)
Post by: Slayerhero90 on January 08, 2013, 05:57:58 pm
Post by: NRDL on January 08, 2013, 06:32:09 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on January 08, 2013, 06:47:04 pm
11th Galena, 200
Spoiler: bad illustration (click to show/hide)
In the morning light, Deebus examined his quarry. An enormous three-eyed serpent, squat antaenaed and austere. From the scorch marks on the stone blocks, he guessed that it had fire of some kind. Caution was his friend. He fired an arrow into its back and ducked behind a pillar.
(http://i.imgur.com/jp1vobq.png)
Coming up behind, he rammed his spear into the snake's head, embedding the weapon but only making the beast angry. He yanked the spear out and plunged it into the snake's side, piercing its long guts but again doing no serious injury. Deebus jumped upon the beast, striking it again and again but hitting nothing vital. He ran around it for better angles, but it turned too, looking for him, and keeping the thinner parts of its skull just out of reach.
After many minutes of poking ineffectual holes repeatedly in the monster, it finally stopped moving, coming to a rest in a great pool of blood. Deebus caught his breath. Hopefully the next one wouldn't have so much blood. Or a thinner skull.
Post by: Eric Blank on January 08, 2013, 07:05:13 pm
The illustration isn't so bad, really. And Deebus is still unbelievably impressive.
Post by: WillowLuman on January 09, 2013, 12:24:00 am
Did you intend to make it look so phallic? :PDamn, not again. Into the incinerator with that one.
Post by: laularukyrumo on January 09, 2013, 01:55:22 am
seriously though that's some kickin arts :o
Post by: Gavakis on January 12, 2013, 08:45:46 am
Great updates, glad to see Deebus is not dead, but what about the circus? If you manage to clear the above world of its demons,
(Which may not happen at all ) you could work your way down, to clear the world of its demons? Is it even possible?
Post by: laularukyrumo on January 12, 2013, 05:31:20 pm
Post by: Xantalos on January 13, 2013, 02:51:41 am
Nay. Demons have unlimited populations and will just wander in from the edge of the map forever. Plus, the only way down is to find a Curious Underground Structure, which takes several RL hours of wandering around the caves and hoping you get lucky.I can say that this is wrong, having an adventurer down in hell at the moment. While they may be infinite, all you have to do to get down to hell is retire, embark right next to your retire site, dig down to hell, abandon fort, and go down to hell!
Post by: Orange Wizard on January 13, 2013, 03:29:13 am
Working that into a narrative, however, will take a contrivance of epic proportions... one so great that if Lord Contriv the Contriver of Contrivances were alive, he'd die a contrivance-related death.Nay. Demons have unlimited populations and will just wander in from the edge of the map forever. Plus, the only way down is to find a Curious Underground Structure, which takes several RL hours of wandering around the caves and hoping you get lucky.I can say that this is wrong, having an adventurer down in hell at the moment. While they may be infinite, all you have to do to get down to hell is retire, embark right next to your retire site, dig down to hell, abandon fort, and go down to hell!
Post by: WillowLuman on January 13, 2013, 03:40:12 am
Post by: Xantalos on January 13, 2013, 03:46:10 am
Also, kobolds can't embark, and I can't mod that on an already generated world.With dwarves, silly!
Unless you somehow disabled Fortress Mode in Deebusland.
Post by: WillowLuman on January 13, 2013, 05:22:01 am
Kobolds cannot embark, unless modded before world generation; thus, no embarking.
On an unrelated note, I just finished Assassin's Creed 3, the ending sucked. But back on topic:
Nearly 50 notable kills! Just 1 more...
Post by: Nathail on January 14, 2013, 12:30:37 am
Post by: NRDL on January 14, 2013, 12:31:41 am
Post by: WillowLuman on January 14, 2013, 12:42:41 am
Post by: Mudcrab on January 17, 2013, 08:38:17 am
Planning on tying it to a pole to make a glaive, actually.
Is that even possible!?
Post by: Pirate Bob on January 17, 2013, 10:07:57 am
The plan is to mod in a custom reaction to make it possible. See round abouts page 20 of this thread...Planning on tying it to a pole to make a glaive, actually.
Is that even possible!?
Post by: WillowLuman on January 17, 2013, 02:17:45 pm
Post by: Omeganaut on January 22, 2013, 04:08:51 pm
Post by: Xantalos on January 22, 2013, 04:09:42 pm
Posting because this is one of the most epic stories on these boards, and because it will spread kobold awareness throughout our occasionally biased forums. Armok bless us, every one.
Post by: Omeganaut on January 22, 2013, 10:38:57 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on January 22, 2013, 11:05:14 pm
Post by: Xantalos on January 23, 2013, 01:51:44 pm
What he meant to say was "What he said."Yep.
Post by: Orange Wizard on January 24, 2013, 01:58:50 am
What he meant to say was "What he said."Yep.
You know, its generally polite to explain why you choose to quote a post. Now I'm just confused as to why you felt the need to repost my post, unless of course you are attempting another quote pyramid, in which case, I believe you have delved into the realm of the cliche.
Post by: Eric Blank on January 24, 2013, 07:44:44 am
Post by: WillowLuman on January 24, 2013, 09:19:51 am
Post by: Omeganaut on January 24, 2013, 09:28:28 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on January 24, 2013, 10:55:52 pm
BTW, update hopefully coming tomorrow.
Post by: Xantalos on January 24, 2013, 11:10:05 pm
Unca Hugoluman, why is does your head spin around 7 times everytime you say the word xantalos? And what's a pollywabble?Am I already a dark legend here? How adorable.
Post by: WillowLuman on January 27, 2013, 07:37:28 pm
Just a short distance away, hidden in the perpetual blowing snows of the glacier where Deebus killed his first bear, there lay Angardian the Autumnal Blossom, the freak-dragon. At least, it was commonly thought to be a dragon, though it seemed a very deformed one. Angardian walked upon two legs, with two disturbingly small arms for forelimbs, and wings of stretched skin over visible bone sprouting from its back. But it was big, scaly, had a regal bearing, and was known to breath fire.
Spoiler: A gigantic scaly Theropod (click to show/hide)
It lived in a stone grove, perhaps having been abandoned by one of the stranger spirits. The pillars here were very tall, but sparse. Deebus would have to rely on the blowing snow for cover. He crept up to Angardian and, leaping, plunged his spear into the beast's right flank. He felt the point strike bone: with a roar, Angardian fell to the ground. Deebus yanked out his spear and circled around to find a better shot -- stepping right in from of the brute's eyes.
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He leaped away, turning his back from the light in its mouth. The ball of fire struck him, engulfing him in flames for half a second and lighting his polar bear pelt cloak on fire. He tore it off and cast it into the snow, distracting Angardian for the half moment he needed to slip back into hiding and renew his assault.
Coming up behind it, Deebus jumped upon Angardian's tail and stabbed it between the shoulders before leaping off again. A mere fleshwound, but he knew that with every flash of pain the beast grew weaker. He dashed back under, gashing a foot and then driving the spear upwards into Angardian's ribs. Dodging around underneath, he inflicted many deep wounds upon its belly and tail. Angardian fell to the ground once again, and he stabbed the tendon in its ankle to prevent it standing back up.
He stabbed again at the chest, this time sinking in deep and lodging in something firm and pulsing: the heart. Victory was near. He stabbed it again and again in the heart, Angardian trying futilely to dislodge him, but, with a massive pool of blood melting the snow away, at last the beast ceased moving.
Deebus jumped down from the beast's chest and walked over to pick up his pelt cloak. Whether by snow or blood, it had been extinguished.
Post by: WillowLuman on January 27, 2013, 09:12:07 pm
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On his way back to Scornhollow, Deebus drew the attention of three alligators while crossing a river. He led them away for a bit before creeping back up on them, stabbing 2 and shooting 1.
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In the afternoon, he reached the cave once more. He approached the kobolds outside, telling them that he had killed two great beasts that morning and asking once more for the names of their enemies. They were excited by the news, but still remained silent. At last, he questioned the thief woman again, and she told him, reluctantly, that a few trolls made their den in the Corrupt Cavern, a small hole almost underneath the tribe on the hillside.
And so he set off, finding that, sure enough, there was a burrow, containing trolls. He dealt with all of them and collected their treasure, including 3 richly decorated loincloths and a silver flask, to return to Scornhollow.
Spoiler: Trolls ain't so tough (click to show/hide)
Post by: NRDL on January 29, 2013, 04:19:56 am
Post by: Orange Wizard on January 30, 2013, 03:36:13 am
Post by: WillowLuman on January 30, 2013, 03:49:59 am
Post by: Eric Blank on January 30, 2013, 06:21:55 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on January 30, 2013, 08:23:26 pm
Clearly the proper reaction is to make a cloak of the hide of some greater beast.Haven't found anything both great and hairy, though he does have a Voracious Cave Crawler skin one. In any case, it wasn't lost.
Post by: Orange Wizard on January 31, 2013, 01:31:04 am
That's cool, then. I was just a bit worried.Clearly the proper reaction is to make a cloak of the hide of some greater beast.Haven't found anything both great and hairy, though he does have a Voracious Cave Crawler skin one. In any case, it wasn't lost.
And a Dragon Scale cloak would be better. Or Giant Sperm Whale skin...
Post by: WillowLuman on February 01, 2013, 10:39:17 pm
Within dwelt Strorre, spirit of the swamp. A slimy, scaly winged creature, like a great blue slug, its bloated body was tipped with an evil, poisonous thorn. It seemed inactive at the moment, so Deebus crept around, taking his time to look for the perfect striking angle.
(http://i.imgur.com/XPxQDCM.png)
Strorre began squirming, but Deebus started stabbing its body. The spear didn't go in very deep, though, and Deebus could not find any vital organs. Still, within a few strikes, he managed to plant his spear squarely and drove it in deep, finding the heart by chance. Strorre burst into life at this pain, flopping over the edge of the salt block and taking the spear with it.
Deebus slid down the ramp, reaching into his pack for something sharp. He found the iron sword and renewed his stabbing, inflicting long tears in the slimy wings as he leapt. After much chopping, he finally removed a sizable enough chunk of flesh to plunge his hand into the wound and get a good grip on his spear again. Pushing with his feet, he yanked his weapon from the slug's body and tumbled away. He had done all the damage he needed to.
Soon, all the foul-smelling ichor had drained from the beast and it died. Deebus wiped his spear in the nearby grass. A long, active day. Time to sleep.
Day 16
12th Galena, 200
It was time to return to Shididiginkus. Hopefully the elders would have guidance.
Post by: WillowLuman on February 02, 2013, 09:25:59 pm
That was not what he had wanted guidance in, though. He asked the elders why the Tufubukulin would not help him, why they would not help themselves. Why they would not name their enemies. Grakakakalis told him that even more than all other kobolds, they feared. Their enemy was different, for this enemy lived almost next to them. They would not risk its wrath. Just around the mountain from them stood Murime, the Bronze King.
Deebus supposed that made sense. The shrine full of the bones of kobolds was within a few hours walk of Scornhollowed, though with their secrecy he could not tell just who they feared. A den of trolls had been practically on their doorstep, after all.
Grakakakalis told Deebus how, generations ago, Murime had enslaved the Tufubukulin, forced them to pay him tribute and build him a mighty shrine. He was one of the great beasts of the world, though when not venturing out to torment the People he stood completely still amidst his litter of bones.
Deebus admitted that he had no idea how to defeat such a foe, though he knew he would eventually try. Grakakakalis agreed that if anyone could slay Murime, it was he. But if Justice did rest with Deebus, then he should not dwell on such a task at the moment. He would need rest, and he would need his fingers healed.
And so Deebus rested in his home for thirteen days as the Elders treated his infections, which had indeed been growing severe. At last, though, he was healed. It was time to return to his journey. But he would not try to kill Murime, at least not yet. No, it was time for another approach. Deebus made his way down to the hoard at the very bottom of the cave, his purpose clear. Looking back at all the eyes glowing from the shadows behind him, Deebus bade farewell and set off into the great unknown darkness in front of him.
Thus, in 200, Deebus made a journey to the depths of the world.
~ CHAPTER 3 ~
25th Galena, 200
He quickly found the corpse of the cave crocodile he had slain a few weeks ago, miraculously unrotten, and hacked it up for food. He did not know, when, if at all, he might find something else to eat down here.
Post by: MrWillsauce on February 02, 2013, 09:30:36 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 02, 2013, 10:20:27 pm
(http://i.imgur.com/VMkpDIj.png)
He had wandered for many hours when he spotted the tunnel of dark, mudless stone. Entering, he found it went downwards, and followed. It led out into water, whether a pond or a lake he could not tell. A shore was not far, though, and he clambered up onto another mat of grey-blue and bright yellow in mud.
Post by: NRDL on February 02, 2013, 10:40:50 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 02, 2013, 10:53:53 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 02, 2013, 11:25:31 pm
27 Galena, 200
(http://i.imgur.com/iQadzlI.png)
Shortly after a rest on the edge of another one of the endless pools, and finishing off the last of his cave-dragon meat, Deebus found yet another downward passage. He hoped that the caves down there would not be as wet. The bottom led out onto another carpet of the spongy, colorful mud. He wandered for hours more, not seeing another pool.
Deebus paused, seeing a great glittering in the darkness ahead. He was cautious and approached it slowly, but approach it he did, for his curiosity could not be stifled. Upon getting closer, Deebus saw the most beautiful stone he had ever seen.
(http://i.imgur.com/ndfWghB.png)
Threaded throughout the grey was a vivid blue, gleaming like starlight even in the dark. Perhaps a sign from the ancestors, who lived amongst the stars? Perhaps the bottom of the world led back to the sky, and he was near? That seemed to make sense. The sky, lined with this wonderful blue. Then perhaps, he needed only to go deeper still, and he could listen to their guidance directly. Whatever the case, he somewhat regretfully left the mysterious stone column. The bottom of the world, he must be close.
Post by: NRDL on February 02, 2013, 11:32:56 pm
Post by: MrWillsauce on February 02, 2013, 11:41:46 pm
Is that adamantine?Yes.
Post by: Eric Blank on February 02, 2013, 11:58:08 pm
Post by: thehman03 on February 03, 2013, 01:24:09 am
Also, unsure whether to continue the count of days of start it over for each chapter.i suggest that once the day count reaches that of 31, give us a month number followed by a day number, if you get that far ;)
Post by: Spy227X on February 04, 2013, 12:58:02 pm
Unless, of course, I want Deebus to kill me.
Post by: Bloax on February 04, 2013, 01:26:32 pm
And since Deebus' story is so long, the remaining population is quite likely to be but a fading shadow from a dying candlelight of what was supposed to be.
Though I'll be quite amazed at Hugo's patience if he does stumble upon The Lightsaber Citadel.
I certainly couldn't be bothered after wandering around for an hour with the assistance of DFHack "Reveal" without finding anything.
Otherwise the story has been top-notch though, I've long since been following it.
Post by: Eric Blank on February 04, 2013, 06:34:28 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 04, 2013, 07:06:54 pm
And did you mean adventure mode wipes the population as you kill roving mobs anywhere, or that once you start adventure mode, all animals are wiped from the caverns across the world?
In my experience, the chief danger of the caverns in adventure mode is in fact starvation, though sometimes the game seems to generate a bunch of cave creatures right in the middle of all the kobolds at the bottom of their cave. Like the dead, named GCS I kept passing by in every visit home.
Post by: MrWillsauce on February 04, 2013, 07:39:38 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 04, 2013, 07:44:45 pm
The chief danger in caverns is dodging off a cliff and landing on top of a tree. It's happened to me multiple times and it is by far the worst way to die.If you ever encounter anything to fight...
Post by: MrWillsauce on February 04, 2013, 08:22:38 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 04, 2013, 08:26:51 pm
Post by: laularukyrumo on February 04, 2013, 10:15:59 pm
I've also had experiences running into hordes of crundles, a rutherer, and a blind cave ogre that crippled my leg. So I doubt that adventure mode is inherently bugged and that it wipes cavern populations.
Post by: nanomage on February 05, 2013, 01:58:20 am
Post by: Orange Wizard on February 05, 2013, 02:16:36 am
Well, most of the times I've been in the caverns in adventurer mode have been when I entered through a kobold cave. In other words, hundreds upon hundreds of the little bastards swarming me on steep cliffs.It's glorious slaughter for a legendary swordsman. They barely land a hit, and you can slaughter them with headshot after headshot. Until you get overexerted. Then they start frantically stabbing your face.
Post by: WillowLuman on February 05, 2013, 03:06:50 am
I imagine death comes while you clamber down the spiral ramp into the caverns and you automatically dodge to the side...Well, most of the times I've been in the caverns in adventurer mode have been when I entered through a kobold cave. In other words, hundreds upon hundreds of the little bastards swarming me on steep cliffs.It's glorious slaughter for a legendary swordsman. They barely land a hit, and you can slaughter them with headshot after headshot. Until you get overexerted. Then they start frantically stabbing your face.
Post by: MrWillsauce on February 05, 2013, 03:12:20 pm
Post by: GalenEvil on February 06, 2013, 03:01:22 am
Post by: Bloax on February 06, 2013, 09:54:46 am
Post by: WillowLuman on February 10, 2013, 03:52:37 am
(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/041/2/b/deebus_by_hugoluman-d5ufu2a.gif)
Post by: WillowLuman on February 10, 2013, 06:44:42 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
As he crept closer, Deebus saw movement near the entrance. Coming even closer, he was surprised. There was an anteater, all the way down here in the dark, but he had not seen any animals yet in this journey, not to mention that this surface animal was nothing like the cave animals that kobolds knew. There was something more wrong about this anteater, though. It did not look healthy, covered in sores, and missing patches of hair: in fact, it looked rotten. Next to it he saw what looked like the bones of a koala. Sitting upright like a live one, but a real skeleton would have slumped. He revealed himself to them, wanting to see if they would fear like normal animals. They stared at him with eyeless sockets instead, crawling towards him, snapping their jaws, so he ducked back into hiding.
Dead yet moving. There must be some powerful magic at work here indeed, but how to kill what is already dead? To the other side of the wall he had access to, Deebus noticed a lone monitor lizard, also rotten. He would try this isolated target first. Carefully, he crept behind it, making sure to position himself between one of the giant mushrooms and the other corpses, and fired an arrow. It pierced through a gob of rotten leg flesh, but otherwise the creature didn't seem to notice. Creeping closer, he began bashing it with his spear, piercing the skull many times but only after 8 such blows did the lizard collapse. Sheer blunt force, it must be. This gave him an idea.
He looked around the blood-red fungus tree. The others seemed not to have heard the loud, bone crunching blows. Not caring for the putrid smell, Deebus reached his arms under the heavy lizard carcass, hefting it over his head. With a mighty heave, he hurled it at the other corpses. It slammed into the rotten anteater with another grisly crunch, and the anteater collapsed as well. Quickly, he baited the koala skeleton away from the other two bodies, before coming around behind and smashing it with another thrown corpse. Now, with the outside cleared, he ventured inside, carrying the lighter koala skeleton if he should see another rotted creature.
Sure enough, after a few twisting turns, he saw another one.
Spoiler: grievous harm with a body (click to show/hide)
Deebus hurled the koala at one of them, but despite snapping bones, smashing rotten flesh and staggering it, it did not collapse. Worse, trying to heft another nearby body to throw, they found him and charged him. Barely making it back up the stairs, Deebus threw the remaining two corpses from his pile, destroying the first two to come up, but still one of the giant beasts hauled its way up the stairs. Ducking around the corner, Deebus smashed its legs as it came by and beat it until at last it went limp. With careful sneaking and piling of bodies, he soon had the rest of those rotted beasts collapsed.
Seeing a dead anteater in the next room over, he hurled a piece of monitor lizard at it, knocking its head off. This only seemed to attract its attention though, and as he crept up to finish it, it charged him. Deebus caught its strike with his shield, but fell over. Every time he tried to stand up to land a blow at it, he had to block or roll away. Managing to scramble back up the stairs, Deebus found himself cornered, his shield the only protection with no room to dodge. After a long time, almost to the point of exhaustion, Deebus finally managed to deflect a blow such that the corpse fell over, not he, and he bashed it to death.
The others went down fairly easily after that. Deebus found the smaller ones would topple with only a few blows, while the larger ones were dispatched with thrown bodies. Then, after destroying almost all of them on that level, he saw It.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: NRDL on February 11, 2013, 03:51:20 am
Post by: Eric Blank on February 11, 2013, 10:50:21 am
Post by: nanomage on February 11, 2013, 10:55:35 am
Post by: WillowLuman on February 11, 2013, 07:24:15 pm
Taking a long leg bone from one of the giant creature's skeletons, he held the end up to the blade's handle and tied them together, as tight and secure as he could, with strips of rawhide. Then, grasping the handle, he lifted the weapon. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rRQDs3kMhI)
Instantly, the warm glow of the tile disappeared, replaced by a wide stairs leading into faintly red shadows. After another moment a pair of burning red lights appeared. Horrifying screams echoed from the darkness below. Two giant masses of glittering white thrust up from the stairs, dropping little grains as they bent down to grip the floor. Deebus sniffed: salt. The legs bent, hauling a massive creature up into the room and bringing the red eyes almost face-to-face with Deebus.
Deebus twirled his new weapon.
(http://i.imgur.com/Hpn3q7Z.png)
Post by: Xantalos on February 11, 2013, 07:27:48 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 11, 2013, 07:55:32 pm
Spoiler: salt is, after all, a brittle crystal (click to show/hide)
It swung down a claw at him, furious, but Deebus caught the tip of the claw with his shield. Deebus swung his weapon down at the foot of the shattered leg - and found it cleaved clean through!
The monster was skilled, though, and despite it's bulk seemed to lurch out of the way of his following blows with alarming speed: But, soon maneuvering around its side, Deebus swiped off one of its back feet. Then, leaping and raising the weapon over his head, Deebus struck again.
Spoiler: Holy SHIT (click to show/hide)
Post by: Slayerhero90 on February 11, 2013, 08:00:53 pm
Post by: Fniff on February 11, 2013, 08:29:22 pm
Post by: Xantalos on February 11, 2013, 08:31:56 pm
I think the only way he can up this is by killing hundreds of them, killing the demon king of hell, or going up to the gods and killing them all ala Kratos.I've done one of those.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on February 11, 2013, 08:32:24 pm
Post by: Fniff on February 11, 2013, 08:42:30 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 11, 2013, 08:46:28 pm
His thoughts were cut short, though, as he looked through a narrow passage and saw three more of the salt spirits. In a moment, they saw him too. Deebus fled back up the stairs, running away from the antechamber - right into three more of the giant dead beasts. He run the other way, ducking down a side passage. He expected to knee-cap one monster or the other as it came around the corner after him, but they didn't. In a moment, he heard the sound of screams and violent blows. After a minute, the clashing stopped and he crept out again. The dead things, large but smaller than the spirits, were all smashed, but one of the spirits was as well. The other was wounded, and the third must not have followed Deebus up the stairs.
Deebus shot the spirit with his remaining arrows, creating a sizable fissure it its middle. Seizing a dead koala, he threw it and smashed the spirit's torso to pieces. He would need more arrows for the remaining one, so he took the dead koala and whittled its bones to sharp points.
The third spirit was indeed back down in the cave, but wasn't after he got it to chase him back up onto familiar ground. With two arrows he brought it to the floor, and leading it dragging itself around a corner, he jumped and beheaded it.
Post by: Slayerhero90 on February 11, 2013, 08:48:01 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 12, 2013, 12:16:03 am
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Carefully, he crept down into this next cave. On the far side he saw glowing pairs of violet eyes, belonging to enormous armadillo-like spirits. He ducked out of view of these eyes - right into another ash spirit. Again, Deebus was barely faster than both spirits, the armadillo and ash cloud charging just behind him, but he managed to slip back up into the smoothed chamber. Only the armadillo followed him, and from the far side of the room in the shadows, the glowing eyes making easy targets, he pegged its feet. The blue blade cut through its fleshy body as easily as it did the soft ash.
Spoiler: Like a hot knife through butter (click to show/hide)
The blood was grey and sizzled on the floor. Deebus looked at the spatter on his blade. Better be careful not to touch it.
Going back downstairs, he toppled the ash spirit with an arrow and then stealthily swept it in half. On the floor below, leaving the armadillos alone for the time being, Deebus found another salt spirit and one like a great tortise made of green glass. It was not as nearly as slow as a tortise, but, when he lured it into isolation, it did indeed turn out as brittle as glass.
Spoiler: As long as they don't have deadly dust (click to show/hide)
Post by: Bloax on February 12, 2013, 12:34:39 am
Post by: WillowLuman on February 12, 2013, 12:39:53 am
EDIT: For the non WMD-wielding forces of Hell, baiting, sneaking, crippling with arrows/thrown body parts, then slicing in half seems to be working very well. The inorganic ones are very brittle, too. Problem is, they're huge. I won't even try to melee unless they're crippled.
Post by: Xantalos on February 12, 2013, 12:46:15 am
If I see something that has ranged attack, I will not close to melee. If I engage, it will be with arrows and thrown corpses.Wise. The times I've closed to melee with a deadly dust demon, I've been wearing so much armor and bling that it doesn't affect me.
Post by: NRDL on February 12, 2013, 12:52:20 am
Post by: GalenEvil on February 12, 2013, 02:14:41 am
Post by: WillowLuman on February 12, 2013, 02:30:22 am
This cave had three more ash spirits and an armadillo spirit. These spirits were seeming more perceptive than most creatures, spotting him often, but with the wide chambers, he managed to spread them out. The ash clouds burst with thrown pieces of other spirits, the armadillo he crippled with arrows. Like some of the others he'd fought in the last cave with them, he allowed it to bleed out after removing some of its limbs.
Below was another cave, which Deebus edged warily through. He ran into an Armadillo spirit around a corner, but luckily managed to strike first.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
This cave was a maze as well, but at the end of a nerve-wracking sneak, thankfully proved empty. The layer below, however, had an armadillo right at the bottom of the stairs. If he spoke language, he would almost have cursed to himself, but Deebus baited it into the long, imaneuverable corridor and took it down. He really hoped he wouldn't have to do that again.
Post by: NRDL on February 12, 2013, 02:32:40 am
Post by: WillowLuman on February 12, 2013, 03:39:39 am
Just as he did this, though, he suddenly felt weak. Then he realized: there was a drop of black blood on his finger. He barely managed to crawl into an alcove before he fell over. All went black, and he knew no more.
When Deebus woke, he did not know how much later, he started. But, checking himself, he found no wounds or anything unusual. He was still alive. For now. He checked his surroundings. This cave did not seem to have any more stairs, but there was a small passage from which came a slightly less dim red ambience. He decided to hazard a look.
Spoiler: Abandon All Hope, all Ye that Enter Here (click to show/hide)
Post by: NRDL on February 12, 2013, 03:44:32 am
Post by: WillowLuman on February 12, 2013, 03:47:15 am
Syndrome that knocked him out?Seems so. I don't know if it had any other effects, but no necrosis or nerve damage, looks like. I'm just glad that didn't happen mid-combat.
Post by: Bloax on February 12, 2013, 08:33:37 am
Now there's some !!LUCK!!
Post by: WillowLuman on February 12, 2013, 02:29:18 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 12, 2013, 04:13:54 pm
There was a group of enormous, long-feathered, winged, pale-brown snails on a ledge over a great chasm from which shone a bright led light, just outside the cave. Deebus shot at them, killing one with an arrow between the eye-stalks and wounding another. He should have gone back up to make more arrows, though, and after he fired, they returned fire.
Frozen white gobs of some strange smelling substance whizzed past Deebus in volleys, but he found they were easily blocked or dodged. Still, he ducked back inside to avoid the possibility of falling into the chasm. Dodging around, creeping up only to be seen, striking only to be dodged, he was hard pressed to land any blows, and yet neither could they harm him. They seemed to have no means of attack other than spitting their ice. However, after a long while, Deebus isolated one near the edge of the chasm and chopped off its wings.
Spoiler: Madness? (click to show/hide)
Deebus continued this dance, dodging, leaping striking while being dodged, leapt away from, and struck at. He chopped wings and shells from the monsters, but then he found they could do more than spit. As he tried to strike one, it opened a gaping sucker and grabbed his leg. Deebus tried to hit it before it could shake him about, but it bobbed its head away from his thrusts. Finally, he caught it well in the body, slicing deep and sending out a huge gush of blood, but it was no instantly fatal blow and he saw the body tense to shake his leg off. Thinking quickly, Deebus whipped out his silver spear from his backpack and thrust.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
The last two were already severely crippled from the injuries he inflicted, and one bled out as he charged, so he redirected his charge and planted a kick squarely in the squishy face of the last one.
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: nanomage on February 12, 2013, 11:54:25 pm
As a side note, how are you going to stop it? You know, with demons you just have to stop somewhere, they are innumerable and stuff.
Have you considered retiring in hell under you tribe's cave to reappear (with ancestors' intervention for sure) right back at home?
Post by: WillowLuman on February 13, 2013, 12:08:35 am
Post by: GalenEvil on February 13, 2013, 12:22:50 am
/me drools like Homer Simpson
Post by: nanomage on February 13, 2013, 12:23:53 am
I'm not traveling through hell. Well, probably not. There's nothing to eat down there, and exits are far between. Well, maybe demons can be butchered if I'm starving (it lets you butcher sentients then right?) but combat rolls get severely degraded when you're that hungry.
EDIT: disregard, proved false downthread. A pity, though.
EDIT: also, I believe there are no exits barring ones you created yourself from up there. So the only means to exit would be by logging your path or though retiring under a settlement bug.
Post by: WillowLuman on February 13, 2013, 12:51:25 am
Everything in these caves... it had been by far the hairiest fighting Deebus had been in yet. Perhaps this place was the source of all evil spirits; but perhaps these were merely a test of his worth from the Ancestors. After all, he had been forced to fight against huge, skilled opponents in the open, working very hard for his moments of stealth. Yes, he did feel stronger after all this.
Spoiler: Compare it to the earlier one (click to show/hide)
He looked around at the enormous cavern... no, world, around him. Truly the bottom of the world, then, unless that red light in the chasms led somewhere, but he wasn't about to find out. This place, an adventure for another day. As he climbed back up through the caves into into the smooth maze, Deebus pushed huge mounds of salt, green glass, and spirit flesh to block the stairs. In the building, he cut off unrotten parts of the dead animals and made more bone arrows, as he didn't know when he'd find food again, and set out back into the dark.
Post by: NRDL on February 13, 2013, 02:55:02 am
Post by: Eric Blank on February 13, 2013, 10:39:03 am
Post by: Tirion on February 13, 2013, 11:16:45 am
Post by: Fniff on February 13, 2013, 11:28:55 am
Post by: Bloax on February 13, 2013, 05:16:37 pm
Or well, one lucky fireball and he'll bleed to death. Or one unfortunate dusty monster and he's unconscious and getting his brains beaten in/instantly rotted away.
Post by: Fniff on February 13, 2013, 05:19:18 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on February 13, 2013, 06:56:07 pm
Or maybe it was because they became gods or something like that and no longer had to honor their oath to offer their souls to the demon.
That part of Kobold Quest confused the hell out of me. Maybe I'm bad with the concept of time...
Post by: Orange Wizard on February 14, 2013, 02:10:22 am
And thus he spontaneously becomes a woman. A very lustful kobold demon woman, who finds herself freed from the confines of an adamantine column by none other than Blitikus. She then goes on to suffer a time paradox or some shit because Blitikus is just that cool and totally didn't want to surrender both his soul and his mother's....
Or maybe it was because they became gods or something like that and no longer had to honor their oath to offer their souls to the demon.
That part of Kobold Quest confused the hell out of me. Maybe I'm bad with the concept of time...
Post by: Slayerhero90 on February 14, 2013, 08:23:43 am
Post by: Bloax on February 14, 2013, 11:24:33 am
Post by: MrWillsauce on February 14, 2013, 03:45:39 pm
Post by: Slayerhero90 on February 14, 2013, 05:42:31 pm
I vote Dirty Thieving Rodent.*Slaps MWS for calling Deebus Dirty, Theiving, and a Rodent*
Post by: WillowLuman on February 18, 2013, 07:37:27 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on February 18, 2013, 08:07:28 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 18, 2013, 10:50:47 pm
Post by: thegoatgod_pan on February 21, 2013, 03:12:02 am
Post by: Poldon on February 22, 2013, 10:04:28 am
Post by: Gavakis on February 26, 2013, 05:37:48 am
Post by: Spy227X on March 01, 2013, 06:18:07 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on March 01, 2013, 07:18:19 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on March 01, 2013, 11:51:33 pm
Post by: wer6 on March 10, 2013, 06:43:04 pm
Post by: Pirate Bob on March 13, 2013, 10:22:39 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: WillowLuman on March 13, 2013, 10:28:42 pm
"Aye aye keelteded Dreerbus, an' Mrorulul, an', an' Shankees, an' Cacameemee, an' I'll will killed ya too an' I won' stop till I killed you an' keeponkillinya......*snore*"
Post by: Pirate Bob on March 14, 2013, 06:24:00 am
Judging by his pronunciation, I say he's drunk.That sounds about right ;). I mean, what would you do if you had an injured foot and you lived in a world where crutches don't seem to have been discovered yet...
"Aye aye keelteded Dreerbus, an' Mrorulul, an', an' Shankees, an' Cacameemee, an' I'll will killed ya too an' I won' stop till I killed you an' keeponkillinya......*snore*"
Post by: Xanmyral on March 14, 2013, 05:33:40 pm
Judging by his pronunciation, I say he's drunk.Go home demo, you're drunk. There are no such things as dwarfs and kobolds.
"Aye aye keelteded Dreerbus, an' Mrorulul, an', an' Shankees, an' Cacameemee, an' I'll will killed ya too an' I won' stop till I killed you an' keeponkillinya......*snore*"
Post by: WillowLuman on March 20, 2013, 05:53:37 pm
Anyway, currently typing story post!
Post by: Slayerhero90 on March 20, 2013, 07:14:39 pm
You know what's funny? Kobolds are smaller than other races, poorly understood by them, simple, clannish, and have a knack for remaining unseen: basically, they're the closest thing Dwarf Fortress has to hobbits :DAnd then there's the gnomes. Gnomekobolds?
Anyway, currently typing story post!
Post by: WillowLuman on March 20, 2013, 08:31:11 pm
That being said, I think I shall later test our hero on a non-canon copy save in the 34.11 folder.
Movement in the shadows. The kobolds all looked up as it became more clear, the figure coming closer. He was not hiding. He did not need to, not from his own people. And so they saw him, and came to meet Deebus. He told them of the great, silent, dark expanses over which he traveled, of the bottom of the world. He told them of the amazing rocks that glittered like stars, of plants like blood-red spikes and great fungi that froze the air around them, and of the still pools and black lakes. Finally, he told them of the Fortress, the maze where the dead moved. The place where he found monsters more terrible than anything he had faced before. Faced them he did - and he won. When Deebus showed them his new weapon, demonstrated by cutting a small stone clean in half, they could scarcely believe their eyes.
Deebus asked Grakakakalis if he was ready to face the enemy now, but she only told him that he knew the answer. And he did. Deebus was ready.
And so Deebus left the cave. Seeing daylight for the first time in days, he set out towards the south west.
Post by: Eric Blank on March 20, 2013, 10:37:48 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on March 20, 2013, 11:21:26 pm
...
This will be awesome.
Post by: Gavakis on April 07, 2013, 08:33:07 am
Post by: laularukyrumo on April 07, 2013, 04:42:59 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on April 07, 2013, 09:14:11 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 07, 2013, 09:35:52 pm
Post by: Xantalos on April 21, 2013, 10:39:06 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on April 21, 2013, 10:42:23 pm
Post by: Xantalos on April 21, 2013, 10:44:23 pm
I've got some pictures to do, the update is coming, I just need time to just sit down and work on it.NOTIFICATION OF CIRCUMSTANCES HAS BEEN GIVEN
ALL HAIL THE HOLY HUGOLUMAN
Post by: Omeganaut on April 24, 2013, 12:15:30 am
Post by: Xantalos on April 24, 2013, 12:31:09 am
Why is the eldritch deity worshiping the Human Lugo? Shouldn't this be the other way around? Does this mean we broke the world? Come back next week for the exciting adventures of Deebus as his tiny kobold brain attempts to deal with the complications!Have you ever been trapped in a prison forever? You get really bored.
Post by: CaptainKobold on May 01, 2013, 04:50:26 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on May 01, 2013, 05:27:53 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on May 02, 2013, 01:32:08 am
Post by: WillowLuman on May 22, 2013, 08:56:09 pm
Spoiler: A preview of what's to come: (click to show/hide)
Post by: Xantalos on May 22, 2013, 09:26:39 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Orange Wizard on May 23, 2013, 01:38:41 am
Post by: Dante on May 23, 2013, 10:35:45 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on May 26, 2013, 12:42:12 am
Can't wait.Neither can I! But I have no choice! Nooo!
Post by: WillowLuman on May 26, 2013, 12:50:30 am
Anyway, still a-working. Hope to finish the update sometime tomorrow, but it might drag on into Monday.
Post by: Nathail on May 26, 2013, 05:28:55 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on May 28, 2013, 12:05:47 am
We'll, you could try to freeze yourself and have a buddy revive you when I post the update. But then he might lose your location, and you'd get stuck for quite some time. And even if you were eventually defrosted, you might awake in a society with Dwarf Fortress 1.0 or later, where they no longer care about Deebus, and then you'd have to go on a journey to find out how the thread ended...I... I love that idea.
Post by: WillowLuman on May 28, 2013, 02:12:54 am
Post by: WillowLuman on May 28, 2013, 04:56:14 pm
Thud. Deebus threw the severed claw of a creature from below the world onto the snow before the kobolds of Scornhollow. A claw of solid glass. Here was the proof. With a quick swipe, he cut it clean in half. Thud.
He told them that he realized, even with this weapon, that the Bronze King was like no other opponent: therefore, he would need their help. They seemed nervous, but he assured them that he had a plan, and they would only have to come as close as the brush around Murime's lair. Reluctantly, yet curious and perhaps even hopeful, the most able of the tribe moved to follow him. Tlukankus the thief met his gaze. Approaching, she told him the lives of everyone in the tribe were now in his hands. He must not fail.
With the sun nearing the horizon, they set off towards the King.
Music (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mBto6EMXkwk)
(http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2013/147/7/a/murimepage_by_hugoluman-d66vae5.png)
(http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/9711/flamebow.png)
(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/147/2/0/firepanel_by_hugoluman-d66vaj6.png)
(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/147/0/b/deebustorchpanel_by_hugoluman-d66vajd.png)
(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/148/3/d/stomppanel_by_hugoluman-d66xy4e.png)
Post by: Paaaad on May 28, 2013, 05:00:25 pm
Post by: Xantalos on May 28, 2013, 05:16:44 pm
Post by: Gavakis on May 28, 2013, 05:20:19 pm
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: WillowLuman on May 28, 2013, 05:32:35 pm
(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/148/e/6/stomppanel2_by_hugoluman-d66ybsn.png)
Post by: 99Hedgehog on May 29, 2013, 03:09:56 am
Oh, almost forgot.
(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/148/e/6/stomppanel2_by_hugoluman-d66ybsn.png)
Cue the music!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GNHG7OtKyCs
Post by: Eric Blank on May 29, 2013, 03:34:25 am
Post by: Tirion on May 29, 2013, 03:38:23 am
Post by: Nathail on May 30, 2013, 01:35:24 am
Post by: Porpoisepower on May 30, 2013, 05:50:47 pm
Post by: Gargomaxthalus on May 31, 2013, 07:23:40 am
Post by: human_dictionary on June 01, 2013, 12:30:21 am
i dont know if you can remember, but did deebus start out as a 'peasant'? if so, this is miraculous. i nearly always start out as 'hero' and spend the first day or two training on the beach.
Post by: Tolis Kadestozi on June 01, 2013, 04:43:49 pm
P.S. I voted Slayer. So many beasts slain, by a kobold....
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 01, 2013, 06:12:11 pm
New to the forum but i've been reading this thread as a guest, and i felt i wanted to post. I absolutely can't wait for the the next part! Go Deebus! Lead the fight for your people! :)Congrats on joining us the exact same way I did.
P.S. I voted Slayer. So many beasts slain, by a kobold....
Post by: WillowLuman on June 01, 2013, 10:06:30 pm
The game crashed as the fight was about to begin, so I go to Murime's shrine again, and he's gone. I reload gone. Gone every time, even after sleeping. Legends says he's still alive, but I can't find him. I hacked to check the whole map, he's not anywhere on site, not in the caverns, not in the underworld. Anyone have a fix?
Post by: Xantalos on June 01, 2013, 10:10:06 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 01, 2013, 10:15:58 pm
Post by: Fniff on June 02, 2013, 06:58:39 am
Post by: Porpoisepower on June 02, 2013, 10:55:32 am
Post by: Slayerhero90 on June 02, 2013, 02:28:28 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on June 02, 2013, 02:29:59 pm
Post by: human_dictionary on June 03, 2013, 01:08:24 am
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You don't want to make everyone cry do you Deebus?
Post by: Orange Wizard on June 07, 2013, 12:33:11 am
Post by: human_dictionary on June 10, 2013, 09:57:43 am
Post by: Kaos on June 10, 2013, 11:44:05 pm
did you ever manage to heal deebus' finger wounds? if so, how?Me too wants to know!
This thread is EPIC!
Have you checked for bronze lava pools in Murime's shrine? Maybe Murime melted just from the sight of Deebus?
Post by: WillowLuman on June 11, 2013, 02:01:30 am
Post by: Lich180 on June 11, 2013, 12:01:11 pm
Post by: human_dictionary on June 11, 2013, 12:37:52 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on June 12, 2013, 12:00:43 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 12, 2013, 12:42:53 am
Post by: human_dictionary on June 12, 2013, 01:45:18 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 12, 2013, 01:54:02 am
Post by: Tirion on June 12, 2013, 01:56:27 pm
Post by: NRDL on June 13, 2013, 04:25:44 am
Post by: Repseki on June 13, 2013, 05:33:42 am
How does the Fortress mode "treatment" work when it comes to suturing and whatnot?
Post by: gabandre on June 13, 2013, 03:46:37 pm
ps. I might do a Deebus sprite and include it in my graphics pack (basic kobold is already in, search in modding)
pps. (sorry for advertisement)
Post by: WillowLuman on June 13, 2013, 11:33:10 pm
Post by: Scoops Novel on June 17, 2013, 10:41:44 am
Post by: WillowLuman on June 17, 2013, 08:09:30 pm
Well, it's been a while hasn't it? I've got several things I need to do, though, before I can update again. And of course finish digging through backups trying to find a recent one.
Post by: Matoro on June 24, 2013, 04:05:18 pm
Post by: Scoops Novel on July 23, 2013, 06:27:13 pm
Post by: wer6 on July 23, 2013, 07:43:14 pm
Post by: Xantalos on July 24, 2013, 12:31:00 am
Deebus need update badly?
Post by: WillowLuman on July 24, 2013, 02:10:15 am
Post by: Gavakis on July 24, 2013, 01:14:41 pm
It's come a long, long way.
Post by: Xantalos on July 24, 2013, 01:22:17 pm
I'll be waiting, Hugo.Indeed.
It's come a long, long way.
...
Would Deebus win Gauntlet?
Post by: WillowLuman on July 24, 2013, 01:51:15 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on July 24, 2013, 10:15:08 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on August 05, 2013, 11:00:35 pm
Also:
Oh god, anyone remember Neverwinter Nights? 'Cause if you do, you know why I'm mentioning it. Just occurred to me.
Post by: Orange Wizard on August 07, 2013, 11:43:05 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on August 08, 2013, 12:21:34 am
http://nwn.wikia.com/wiki/Deekin_Scalesinger
Post by: rakasha01 on August 09, 2013, 01:52:39 pm
Post by: Lukeinator on August 13, 2013, 09:19:40 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on August 14, 2013, 04:10:20 am
It's not too late to prevent the switch, should you think it unnecessary. I will soon continue the fight in 34.11 so I have something to write about, but I can continue playing in 34.07 to avoid bugs, if necessary.
With all these long delays and absences, though, I suppose it's only fair if I give a teaser for what's to come next:
Spoiler (click to show/hide)
Post by: Lukeinator on August 14, 2013, 02:46:33 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on August 15, 2013, 11:03:58 pm
Post by: frobird on August 17, 2013, 11:17:33 pm
This might be a bit too late, but if you let enough ambushes happen eventually the RNG will decide to bring in the real Murime.
Hope this helps
Post by: WillowLuman on August 17, 2013, 11:35:11 pm
Post by: Lukeinator on August 18, 2013, 08:32:00 pm
Post by: frobird on August 19, 2013, 09:48:53 pm
It does(would, I suppose) sort of put a damper on your night.
Post by: Lukeinator on August 22, 2013, 06:49:39 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on August 24, 2013, 01:33:47 am
BumpWe've been bumping this thread for as long as I can remember. Hugo, however, hasn't given us a proper update in a long while. :(
All we can do is hope.
Post by: WillowLuman on August 24, 2013, 02:03:30 am
EDIT: Well, probably am going to include pictures, it's just taking a while for me to be satisfied with them.
Post by: wer6 on August 25, 2013, 07:22:17 pm
Post by: Xantalos on August 30, 2013, 01:56:32 am
Patience. I'm deciding whether or not to illustrate, or just be more narrative. Not sure which will take longer.We shall wait, patiently.
EDIT: Well, probably am going to include pictures, it's just taking a while for me to be satisfied with them.
Post by: WillowLuman on August 30, 2013, 02:04:18 am
On the bright side, it means I can proceed with the update sooner.
Also, didn't help that in the middle of drawing I was struck by an idea for total-conversion-modding a certain game.
Post by: Urist Mc Dwarf on September 02, 2013, 11:53:58 am
Post by: WillowLuman on September 02, 2013, 01:35:23 pm
Crash.
Crash.
Crash.
Every one of Murime's steps shook the earth and sent clouds of dust blowing outwards, the rushing air scattering his victims' bones that were strewn about the floor. Deebus stood his ground amidst the dust, steady amidst the shaking, his mask shielding his eyes from the chaos. In moments the Bronze King was before him, drawing back a massive arm to crush.
With one fluid motion, Deebus dashed forward past the massive fist and swung around, slashing the wrist just as the hand struck bare stone with earth-shattering force. The great metal fist remained on the ground as Murime drew back his arm. Murime stood still for a solid second, but otherwise did not seem phased. He turned around to face Deebus, just as Deebus lept to slash him across his knee. Though the blade was sharp, it wasn't a deep cut, and with more speed than should be possible in such a massive thing, Murime thrust his knee outward to meet the kobold midair.
He flew backwards, hitting the ground hard and tumbling down the stone ramp. Barely did he have time to stand before Murime came again with another crushing blow, a great stomp right near him. All he could do was roll out of the way, and in his stunned state he could not countermaneuver into a stike, just constantly dodge backwards as the Bronze King relentlessly stomped at him. Just as he was about to recover, a crashing foot slammed into the ground in front of him, the sheer force blowing him backwards into a pillar.
As the next mighty blow came, though, Deebus rolled towards it instead of backwards, passing the foot and letting the shockwave carry him behind Murime.
Swinging his weapon wide, he scored a deep gash in the back of Murime's left leg. It was no concern to the Bronze King, who simply turned around unhindered, but found the kobold running up the slope as he did so. Deebus stood on the higher ground, knowing that Murime's height gave a few extra feet little advantage for striking, but knowing too that Murime could not stomp here without unbalancing himself.
As thoughtless as he seemed, though, Murime now seemd too clever. He swept his arm at Deebus, forcing him to leap backwards, and stepped up onto the upper flagstones. As Deebus recovered, Murime drew back his foot for a mighty kick to send the Kobold into the sky.
Deebus, too, was clever though, and much faster. Easily moving aside, he thrust out the blade of his weapon, catching the foot and causing its own momentum to drive the edge all the way through. Half of the great metal foot went flying forth from the kick, plowing into the hillside, and Murime was at last unbalanced. He tried to step again, but slowly he tilted forth, then began racing towards the ground. Deebus leapt sideways, and with a great crash he heard his foe fall behind him.
The impact splintered stone and metal alike, and large chunks of bronze fell away as Murime pulled himself up from the ruined flagstone. The cracks were huge, but were as mere gouges to his immense metal body. Still much faster than should be expected, he came crawling on hands and knees towards Deebus, still shaking the earth with each step.
He had laid the Bronze King low, but Deebus knew anything important would still be difficult to strike. Dashing beneath Murime, he leapt again and plunged his blade into the chest. It gouged deeply, but he felt only solid metal. No heart, no organs, nothing. Truly the Bronze King was not alive as other creatures were, then. How could he be defeated?
Murime interrupted this split-second contemplation by slamming his body downwards. Again Deebus was sent stumbling backwards, and again Murime whirled around to face him. Deebus saw. pillar on the left, on the right, and behind him. Nowhere to dodge but forward. Then he looked into the Bronze King's lifeless face. There was one thing he had yet to try.
As the great fist came towards him, Deebus coiled his legs and jumped as high as he could. He landed atop the wrist, quickly gaining footing and running up the arm before Murime could shake him off. He plunged his weapon into the back of Murime's neck, so deep the blade was fully embedded. Murime began whipping his head about, but Deebus held tightly to the haft of his weapon. The blade was shaken back and forth by the motion, widening the cut with each thrash. As he was flipped about, Deebus tried to gain his footing. Finally, the cut growing very wide and deep, Murime stopped shaking around, and Deebus hooked his foot in the carved line of Murime's beard. Using his whole body, Deebus wrenched down on his weapon.
Post by: Paaaad on September 02, 2013, 02:10:49 pm
Post by: Tolis Kadestozi on September 02, 2013, 03:43:48 pm
Post by: Sutremaine on September 02, 2013, 08:05:18 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on September 04, 2013, 03:09:20 am
Woohoo! Deebus update!+1
I am impressed. A shame about the pictures; I always think they add something to a story.
Post by: Kolnukbyne on September 06, 2013, 09:15:00 am
Deebus, shine on you wild star.
Post by: Lukeinator on September 09, 2013, 06:33:38 am
Woohoo! Deebus update!
Post by: Scoops Novel on October 01, 2013, 12:15:12 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on October 01, 2013, 12:22:16 pm
Post by: Thecard on October 01, 2013, 02:55:59 pm
That's awesome.
Post by: Urist Mc Dwarf on October 01, 2013, 03:49:21 pm
Post by: Propman on October 02, 2013, 11:49:22 pm
Keep Deebus's story alive!
Post by: Kolnukbyne on October 03, 2013, 03:52:22 am
I must say I most enjoy your story and its format has inspired the format of my own.
Keep Deebus's story alive!
Next up, Deebus vs. U.R.I.S.T Mk I.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 03, 2013, 01:07:58 am
(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/306/2/3/deebus_victory_panel_by_hugoluman-d6su8de.png)
Post by: Gnorm on November 03, 2013, 02:25:54 am
Post by: Lukeinator on November 03, 2013, 08:32:30 am
Post by: WillowLuman on November 03, 2013, 12:05:01 pm
I wonder what the blob is.Silhouette of Deebus.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 03, 2013, 01:38:38 pm
What he had done... there was no more doubt. He was the one, she told him.
He asked her what she meant.
And so she told him. Four tens of years ago, a great beast, the infernal many-headed Wraingi, found and plundered Scornhollow. The Hydra quickly snapped up those caught on the surface, then began tearing into their mound with it's great claws. As kobolds tried to duck down their holes and tunnels into the warrens below, they were pursued by Wraingi's heads, snaking down into the ground after them. Only those who made it below the ground level managed to survive. She had just barely escaped, but her husband close behind her was not so lucky. Kraykis was devoured in an instant. She could only stand senseless, waiting until the beast ensnared all it could reach and left.
All she had left was her infant daughter. But all their best scouts and watchers had been consumed in the raid, and so not long after, trolls set upon them unexpectedly. They ripped her daughter from her arms and all she could do was run away, even as the child's screams of pain chased her. She accepted and moved on, as kobolds must, taking solace that she herself still lived.
But now things were different. Deebus had shown that there could be justice for Kobolds. He had brought justice for his tribe, their tribe, and all the Kobolds of the world. Now he could help her get justice. Help her track down the Hydra and put and end to it.
He thought for a while. He had never brought anyone with him before, never dreamed of exposing anyone else to the danger. But Tlukankus was an experienced thief. She had ventured into the lairs of trolls and troglodytes and lived, stealing their treasure. And she had a fire in her heart, a will that might let her face the fearful things as he did.
He accepted.
Post by: Kolnukbyne on November 03, 2013, 09:24:16 pm
Although... if Deebus died and Tlukankus survived she could take his stuff and pretend to be him... turn Deebus into a legacy-hero. THAT would be awesome.
Post by: Xantalos on November 03, 2013, 09:27:35 pm
Oh no. I'm almost certain that Deebus travelling with a companion can only end badly.I had that with a mining pick once. I took a bone from everything I killed and added a decoration to it. It was a bitch to handle after a while due to how many decorations were on it ... but when my guy died, I made a new adventurer and retrieved it.
Although... if Deebus died and Tlukankus survived she could take his stuff and pretend to be him... turn Deebus into a legacy-hero. THAT would be awesome.
The pick went through several adventurers. It was awesome.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 03, 2013, 09:38:23 pm
Post by: Xantalos on November 03, 2013, 09:41:29 pm
Also, no one's mad about my (at last) visual depictions of kobolds, right?They're good.
Bueño.
Post by: Xanmyral on November 03, 2013, 10:13:48 pm
The fun thing about the descriptions in DF is that it leaves you room to imagine them however you like. Whether it be rat-like, lizard-like, etc.
Post by: Eric Blank on November 04, 2013, 01:35:08 am
Post by: smjjames on November 04, 2013, 09:30:12 am
Post by: Grim Portent on November 04, 2013, 09:41:03 am
Also, no one's mad about my (at last) visual depictions of kobolds, right?
Besides how clean they are they look about how I expect them to look based on the description.
Post by: WillowLuman on December 26, 2013, 07:08:20 pm
The very next morning, before the sun even rose, they set off. Tlukankis had gathered some provisions, but aside from them she took only her dagger and the clothes on her back.
She had no idea where Wraingi's lair might be, but she was an excellent tracker. Like most kobolds, she had little experience in an actual fight, but from years of sneaking, fleeing, and hiding, she knew how to tread silently and avoid harm. She knew how to kill an animal with a spear, and knew nearly as well how to kill them with a knife, which was a rarer and riskier method among kobolds.
Deebus asked if she knew how to swim, but it had been years since she had needed to. So, as the sun was rising, he found a tiny pond for her to practice in. The old thief should not drown, else they would never get anywhere. After several minutes, she felt ready to cross the nearby river. It seemed empty, likely having just thawed, so Deebus agreed it made a good crossing point. He crossed quickly, her trailing behind but not struggling. He grasped the overhang on the other side, ready to pull himself up. Then he heard a great splash.
It should have been too cold yet for alligators. But there one was, risen from the riverbed where Tlukankis had been only a moment ago and the water turning red around it. Deebus was back there in an instant, leaping to slice open the beast's jaws. She was not in them, though, as instead he saw her with legs wrapped around the gator's snout, dagger embedded in it's scaly forehead. She had failed to pierce the brain, but had gouged the scaly hide thick enough to draw plenty of blood.
Tlukankis pulled out her dagger and stabbed again. And again. It passed out, but she could not seem to break its thick skull. Deebus was about to help her finish it off, but he was forced to spin around in the water.
(http://i.imgur.com/du48vGa.png)
The eel made a beeline for the blood, but tried to latch onto Deebus first. He was faster than the fish, though, and far more than a match for it. He deftly grabbed it behind the tooth-lined sucker and crushed its head with his fist. Tlukankis, realizing her attacker had passed out, detached herself and reached around the head, slitting the gator's throat. Soon the river was entirely red downstream, and the beast went limp.
Reassured, Deebus paddled across again, and together the kobolds climbed out into the rain.
Post by: Xantalos on December 26, 2013, 08:01:29 pm
THIS GOOD
Post by: Lukeinator on December 27, 2013, 04:33:13 am
IT BACKDEEBUS ALWAYS GOOD.
THIS GOOD
Post by: WillowLuman on December 27, 2013, 01:34:55 pm
Tlukankis hadn't a weapon as mighty as his, but she thrust her dagger forth, meeting a charging wolf and splitting its collarbone. It's momentum carried it into her, and together they fell down, it coughing blood over her. She slit its throat and shoved it off.
There was now only one wolf left unharmed. It started fleeing as the kobolds finished off its wounded fellows. Tlukankis began to charge after it, but Deebus grabbed her shoulder. It had seen what they could do: it would not bother them again. Perhaps it might even tell the other wolves.
Post by: Lukeinator on December 27, 2013, 05:19:18 pm
Post by: blazing glory on January 02, 2014, 06:15:34 pm
Also,PTW
Post by: WillowLuman on January 24, 2014, 05:47:25 pm
Inside, it was a long tunnel with, as Deebus thought, a troll slumbering at the end. Tlukankis was hesitant. She had plundered from trolls before, and knew she could creep amongst them without ever waking them. But to sleep in one's lair?
Deebus assured her that it was no problem; they only had to kill the troll first. It was no different than stealing from them, stealing their lives as trolls had stolen the lives of countless kobolds. And so he crept along, his weapon in front of him, ready to strike. Until Tlukankis pushed right past him.
She leapt upon the troll, plunging her dagger into its leg. The beast awoke with a roar, but before it could react, her dagger was out of the leg and into its chest. Stabbing, pulling, stabbing, she worked over the troll, spilling the foul blue blood everywhere. First to go was the throat, then the shoulders, paralyzing the arms and leaving it helpless to her frenzy. Deebus was surprised at the ferocity with which she attacked, the unhinged fury of every stab. He was not so surprised to see another troll shared the lair, though, wakened by the cries of the other and rearing up in rage. He thrust his weapon forth.
The two kobolds stood there for some time over the two trolls, one dead with a face cleaved in two, the other dying, leaking it's last blood and bile from a lacerated torso. Tlukankis breathed heavily.
Post by: blazing glory on January 24, 2014, 07:34:49 pm
Tlukankis breathed heavily.
Is this story telling or has she got a damaged lung?
Post by: WillowLuman on January 24, 2014, 07:46:09 pm
Post by: Kolnukbyne on January 24, 2014, 09:39:39 pm
Post by: sonofperturabo on February 19, 2014, 01:19:41 am
Deebus isn't likely to follow in Khal Drogo's footsteps. He'd be pale or something on his Health screen.
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by Khal Drogo i assume you mean Draigo from 40k? what does that have to do with being pale?
Post by: WillowLuman on February 19, 2014, 02:12:25 am
Post by: nanomage on February 19, 2014, 02:27:18 am
No, he means Khal Drogo from A Song of Ice and Fire, who died of infection from an otherwise inconsequential wound.thinking more about this dangerous comparison, are you sure that witch-companion of Deebus means him good?
Post by: WillowLuman on February 19, 2014, 02:28:49 am
Post by: blazing glory on February 19, 2014, 06:48:40 am
She's not a witch, she's a thief. Which is a very respectable position in kobold society.
Deebus and thief are resting........ 5 months later,Deebus and thief kills some dumb monster,Deebus and thief are resting..... 5 months later and repeat
Post by: WillowLuman on February 19, 2014, 11:44:25 am
Post by: Lukeinator on February 20, 2014, 03:54:25 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on February 20, 2014, 04:03:20 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on February 20, 2014, 05:12:24 pm
Post by: MrCompassionate on February 22, 2014, 10:47:15 pm
Deebus is amazing, he has basically liberated the kobold race from the oppression of the bigger creatures, emboldened the meek and brought low their sworn enemies, all with the strength of the weakest of creatures! Very much a fan of this story.
Post by: WillowLuman on February 22, 2014, 11:24:18 pm
Post by: blazing glory on February 23, 2014, 12:56:28 am
TBH, bronze collossi aren't as tough as demons in single combat. They don't have as much natural skill, so it's easier to dodge them. The main problem is that, even for an experienced adventurer, if you don't have something that can seriously hurt them, then the fight might go on long enough for them to get a hit in.
They hit like trucks,they are also as easy to dodge as trucks if you see the truck coming
Post by: Xantalos on February 23, 2014, 02:24:56 am
TBH, bronze collossi aren't as tough as demons in single combat. They don't have as much natural skill, so it's easier to dodge them. The main problem is that, even for an experienced adventurer, if you don't have something that can seriously hurt them, then the fight might go on long enough for them to get a hit in.If you have a bladed weapon, they're easy to kill.
Post by: dirkdragonslayer on February 24, 2014, 08:12:41 pm
your talking about demons, right?TBH, bronze collossi aren't as tough as demons in single combat. They don't have as much natural skill, so it's easier to dodge them. The main problem is that, even for an experienced adventurer, if you don't have something that can seriously hurt them, then the fight might go on long enough for them to get a hit in.If you have a bladed weapon, they're easy to kill.
Post by: Eric Blank on February 24, 2014, 09:46:32 pm
Post by: GrimX on April 01, 2014, 11:59:34 pm
Post by: blazing glory on April 02, 2014, 12:09:52 am
Ptw also based on your world how many mega beast are there for deebus to kill? It would be cool for him to single handed change the age based on beast kills.
I recall that Deebus started on a island,I'll guess around 5-10 left? but if he IS on a island then unless he migrates then he can't change the age.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 02, 2014, 12:14:50 am
Post by: GrimX on April 02, 2014, 02:19:30 pm
Post by: blazing glory on April 02, 2014, 04:04:03 pm
Cool that explains running into three on the surface in one day. Also a couple of people wondered about deebus' start( peasant hero demigod) and I'm curious myself do you happen to remember?It's been 2 years since he started this so he probably doesn't.
Post by: WillowLuman on April 02, 2014, 04:16:26 pm
Post by: Nn on April 02, 2014, 04:59:26 pm
Post by: Orange Wizard on April 03, 2014, 01:15:33 am
the max of a stat depends on how much it had initially.Wait, really?
Post by: Xanmyral on April 03, 2014, 01:21:42 am
Post by: Orange Wizard on April 03, 2014, 08:07:44 am
Post by: blazing glory on April 03, 2014, 08:24:55 pm
Post by: Eric Blank on April 06, 2014, 02:52:31 pm
You can read about it here (http://dwarffortresswiki.org/index.php/DF2012:Attribute#How_Your_Dwarf_Gets_Attributes), in both the linked section and the one immediately below it.
Post by: WillowLuman on May 18, 2014, 01:13:37 pm
Post by: Lukeinator on May 19, 2014, 08:43:23 pm
I'm not sure how relevant this will be when the new version comes out, but I'll still update it from time to time. Whenever I feel like playing Adventure Mode, I usually wind up playing Deebus.That's good. Deebus is always good. Always.
Post by: Arcvasti on May 20, 2014, 12:23:04 am
Post by: WillowLuman on May 20, 2014, 12:24:19 am
Post by: Lukeinator on May 20, 2014, 02:55:30 pm
I was thinking of going through and redoing some of the earlier images in the thread as well.Post when you do so, most people don't check the thread regularly.
Post by: superbob on May 22, 2014, 05:18:52 pm
PTW.
Post by: Cptn Kaladin Anrizlokum on May 23, 2014, 05:34:03 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on May 23, 2014, 08:00:14 pm
Read it all today, really good! But what happens with the update? Are you still planning on going?
I'm not sure how relevant this will be when the new version comes out, but I'll still update it from time to time. Whenever I feel like playing Adventure Mode, I usually wind up playing Deebus.
Post by: WillowLuman on November 03, 2014, 12:29:13 am
Post by: Orange Wizard on November 03, 2014, 02:11:31 am
Post by: Eric Blank on November 03, 2014, 11:39:22 am
Post by: smjjames on November 03, 2014, 11:56:40 am
Post by: WillowLuman on November 03, 2014, 01:13:07 pm
Post by: Astrid on November 04, 2014, 12:48:59 pm
Quite an impressive stunt that Kobold pulled.
Post by: King Kravoka on November 05, 2014, 09:21:21 pm
Post by: WillowLuman on December 16, 2015, 10:25:01 pm
Namely, further adventures of Deebus will probably be told as little snippets, anecdotes of various adventures as opposed to one big narrative. Though I do plan to finish the current chapter. But I also have some ideas in the way of sequels.
Post by: Orange Wizard on December 17, 2015, 12:53:34 am
Post by: Arcvasti on December 17, 2015, 12:55:53 am