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Ahh Imp.  :roll:

We'll see how well he holds out against a giant cave spider. Though its highly probable he will tear it to pieces anyway, especially with the help of Omosh and Opan, Jobob will probably just be fodder though.

Ahh dont worry, il be sure to give Imp some sympathy, he is afterall, an elite dwarven wolfbutcher. Dont want to get on the wrong side of those.

Eshtan and Imp headed northeast, soon the dust gave way to a tall dark wood. Eshtan was frightened of course, as every dwarf knows that the forest is a deadly place, full of murderous trees... Putting that aside, they trudged onwards, Imp hacking through the thick vegetation of the cold forest. They could barely see where they were going and were scared shitless when they heard a strange ruffling sound. "Its da trees... they're out ta get us Imp, be careful...". Well, it turned out it wasnt the trees that were out to get them, but a pack of wolves. Either way Eshtan was starting to panic, but having Imp next to him calmed him down enough to let loose a bolt. It struck the first wolf in the leg and they begun to close in.

"Ohshitohshitohshit." Another bolt flew and struck one of the wolves in the upperbody, that was one less wolf to worry about. The wolves were getting ever closer while Eshtan hurried to reload, Imp was standing calmly, he had taken out some old sword of his. Last time he had seen it, it was a peice of junk, but Imp seems to have taken care of it, and it was well sharpened. The first wolf to reach the pair leapt through the air at Eshtans throat, as it was mere inches away from him he saw a look of surprise in its eyes. Its body was torn open as it crashed into him, he shook the thing off him as blood poured from its heart staining his black bear leather red.

Imp's sword was completely red, and Eshtan's jaw was wide open, he noticed this and shut it before Imp could see him. The other wolves were still a short distance off, they hesitated when they saw what happened to the first wolf and Eshtan took the initiative. The bolt flew through the air and broke the leg of one of the wolves. Another bolt! This one flopped through the air and snapped one of the wolves tails in half.

Imp started taunting Eshtan, where had his fighting spirit gone? He let loose another bolt, it went right through one of the wolves head. "HA, thats where my fighting spirit gone ya nut!" More bolts flew through the air but Eshtan's luck had run out, he manged to mangle one of the wolves legs and its tail. Bah! He must be an expert marksdwarf to be able to hit that waggly thing! Pity he couldnt hit its head though!

The pack had reached the two now and surrounded them. Eshtan loaded another bolt while a wolf head flew past him. What in Armok's name?! Another bolt flew and hit a wolf in the leg, the left rear leg! Its like his bolts had a mind of their own, and just loved to hit wolves in the left rear leg! One of the wolves leapt at Imp and was cleanly butchered in mid air, and as it landed, its organs assorted themselves into neat piles ready to be cooked on a campfire.

Eshtan was aghast, Imp charged right into a wolf and sent it flying backwards, the sword danced in a flurry and the wolf had its body cut right open, blood spraying out covering Imp from head to toe! All this happened before Eshtan could let fly another bolt, and when it did fly it hit a wolf in the tail. "F!$?%" he cried out.

Imp charged at another wolf but this one wasnt so dumb, it jumped out of the way but Imp was moving too fast and its counterattack missed as he rushed by. The sword flew around in an arc and another wolf was cut open, its organs visible. Eshtan would have nightmares for months, nay, years. The last wolf was mad with terror, as Imp walked slowly towards it, a mad glint in his eye. He swung his sword and cut the wolf in half, its entrails spilling onto the ground.

Eshtan began to cry.

 

[ February 02, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]

Tune in tomorrow and find out how Omosh joins the party! Meanwhile, Helmaroc, since there are no rock throwing NPCs I cannot use that character unless you want a drunk, who wrestles instead of rock-throwing.

The story begins! I welcome the readers to The Absolute Legendary Universe, an epic world I managed to generate.

Eshtan fled Gorgebolted and the guards seemed too lazy to stop him despite the screaming Baron, who was now rolling on the floor crying his eyes out. What a pathetic excuse for a dwarf! Something had to be done with this lot of pansys! They were almost as bad as the elves with all their demands and stupid rules! He decided that the best course of action was to seek out an old friend of his; Imp. Imp seemed to be slightly mad, messing about with machines all the time. Still, he remembered the last incident... he would prove a very good companion, thats for sure.

Prestory to attract attention!

At the foot of the Point of Prophecies lie many dwarven halls, ruled over by a king that is seldom seen. His many agents are corrupt with power and drive fortresses into the ground to fuel their greed, only to raise more so they can repeat the process. Eshtan was nothing more than a mere guard tasked with standing around doing nothing. Though he seldom fought any real battle, sometimes catching a kobold here and there, he sparred in the barracks for most of his life and soon became a skilled fighter. Until one day Baron Goldjewelsilver, who very much enjoys his wealth, went mad with a failed mandate. He shouted and demanded a platinum statue encrusted with ruby, encircled with bands of saphire and adorned with hanging rings of diamond! The Smithy Guild and the Jewelers United Craftshop were scared witless, they couldnt possibly complete such a mandate. The Baron went stark raving mad when his statue was not delivered! He went on a rampage across the fortress screaming that the whole fortress would be sacked for this treachery! Goldjewelsilver was so angry he didnt see Eshtan and crashed right into him. Eshtan stared into the black holes that were the eyes of the Baron. They both waited in awkward silence when suddently the Baron shouted out for the guards, Eshtan was to be punished with 1683 hammerstrikes! A full set of masterwork steel platemail wouldnt help him now, he had to run for it, maybe go on some crazy adventure and raise enough riches to free the Point of Prophecies!

[ February 01, 2008: Message edited by: Dark ]

I tend to find fog over almost every lake in some worlds, but never over land, is fog over land implemented yet or shall we have to wait till the future? I have been in a blizzard on a tundra once, but that wouldnt count as 'pea soup'.

I find those littered around ruins in adventure mode, tis a bug for sure. Plus dont black-holes occupy a very large finite space now, so that they're more realistic? Infintely dense infintely small my ass.