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Oh comon sombody answer the thread before I do....
No takers ok.


This will make no sense bear wolf it

The vampire has menigitis and is trying to spread it by spitting at you.
The town probably loves the vampire and allows him to hang around. And killing him is still murder.
Sadly if everyone attacks you they may get the cultist tag (fisherman cultist, craftsman cultist etc).
Because vampires have great social skills and big teeth people cant help but love them.
Just remember that you are doing the right thing in killing a vampire and defending yourself.

So yeah deal with it.
Dont drink his blood, dont lick yourself after killing it. Jump in a river and let the sin wash off you.
Vampires are abhorrent creatures and deserve the light!
By the way Welcome to the forums. I am the most powerful sentient creature on here and have killed many legendary adventurers and deer

Increase my killing power by one% and become a badass fucking killing machine running at 101% power with the goals in mind to kill all the life extenders and cowards of death, quickly bringing them what they hide from.
I would only need the one percent. I would forsake it after using it once.

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.
Stop testing us lord bucket.

My brothers died. A mist entered the lungs and rapidly ate out the chest cavity leaving piles of poison dust where they fell, shortly after it fell into ruins and the dust had dissapeared, I had hoped to take some for my alchemikal research, sadly I was not at the outpost at the time.
I had found a letter written by a necromancer, two parts actualy the first was a letter to a loved one. The second however was written decades latter by the same author. This letter bought magnesium filled tears to my eyes, it was a letter written by pure lonelieness and depression, obviously a man who had lost his goal, had lost his reason to live. But years before you could see a man with a determined hungry look in his eyes seeking immortality, now it seemed he had nothing to live for, he only wanted death after finding immortality. The nature of it is to be pondered.
I knew he wanted his death, because his own thralls had killed him.

I burnt the letters for my own morbid curiosity. Burning things reveals the truth, it purifies. The letters caught fire however never burnt, the letters danced with a life of their own, singing of lust and sadness.
Slowly but never slowing my fire keeps on growing.
Help me find the mysterys lest I be stricken with melancoly

I thought the res-ing was like vampirism or secrets of life and death?
Have you ever seen the people in legends who try to extend their life at any cost and die shortly after.
Maybe they become mummies? Iv never reaserched this area though.
Seems legit. Its even in the raws with the other curses.

I've been thinking of applying myself and becoming a D.O.C ranger

favoured enemy: tomato

VANNILA.
While never been shot at I have seen a laced dart on a cavern floor during an adventure

Heres a picture: ^

Minotaur outsider, starts off near a forest retreat.
Scared a few elves got bored of them running and decided to 'adventure' I travelled north as the crow flys... until I had to turn off path after seeing a shrine for a forest titan spirit. It was a quadraped composed of snow and had a regal bearing, shortly after sighting it I was spotted. The silly snow spirit didnt know its strength, with a quick dodge and a slash to the neck with my 'rusty copper dagger and the head goes flying princess monokoke styles. So I grabbed the head and walked west quickly stumbled upon a lair. "Sweet I will show them my great spirit head I found"
you lick the spirit head
To my suprise its a Roc, I sneak on and get a stab to the head making the beatific bird pass out. "You Idiot" he was killed with a second blow, somehow I manage to carry him away in one hand...
I continue on my journey to the west, "oh a labrinth, yay friends".
I dropped my head and roc then I prepare for a fight by doing minotaur pushups, Inside I was greeted by a peasant that was screaming "I WANT YOUR BONES FOR MY BONEMILL" "I'LL GRIND YOU INTO PORRIDGE" the classic minotaur greeting. Finaly after a screaming match I greeted the minotaur cow and we had a little chat about life and maze designs as we pondered the ineffable subtleties of the 5th dimesion hypercube I began to fall in love, she invited me deeper inside for dinner and we ate a romantic dwarven steak over the bonemill, after a nice night and a ringing ear from the screaming I told her I had to go.
I travelled north and found a dark fortress. While walking through the pits (I hate the pits more than a water level) I found two gob towers and greeted them all like any respectable minotaur would, by breaking bones and screaming death.
I clear the first tower, the second however proved tougher, a miner chopped my leg and brused me a few times, the goblins had surrounded me in an act of supidity and impatience I leapt off the edge.
Falling at speed towards the earth his life flashed behind his eyes meat cameras. And smack.
He was dead for a minute and he wakes up in a maze of confusion a split open hand and a thumping headache.
He decided to retire with the minotaur cow, raise some calves, graze on elves. You know, the simple life.

So next time a minotaur screams at you, just remember that they are loving creatures and just want to eat dinner. So bring a meal!