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DF Dwarf Mode Discussion / Re: NEW CHALLENGE: starting at the dawn of time!
« on: July 01, 2012, 05:10:35 pm »A town at last!
We have finally reached the end of the dark forest and have come upon a Human settlement. The rest of the trip Dosheb walked as if in a trance, not speaking to me. I am still amazed he survived his wounds, but fate seems to have plans for him. Coming upon the town itself, we find first a large Temple at its edge. I spend some time investigating it's carvings and find one stands out among the others...
I ponder its meaning.. Founded in Year "One" what could that mean? How could time start like this? Surely we have been on this world for centuries. It says it is year 11, yet I am 60years old at least... I do not tax myself with things for too long. My companion and I are both in need of rest and food.
I trade what trophies we have collected in exchange for rooms and fresh food. It seems like forever since we have feasted on another but dried gamey meat and uncooked plants.
Dosheb eats slowly as I feast on roast pig. Again his mind seems no fully there, yet he follows me still, he is faithful and I owe him my life.
In the morning we find ourselves back in the market, and I find myself in need of proving myself to these Humans. The previous night I visited the Lady whom rules this town. She seemed not impressed by my tales, or simply not to believe them. I find now I have to prove myself all over again. Speaking to a simple farmer, I am giving a task much like the one that I remember from so long ago...
While speaking to him, I ask about the lands around us and he speaks of another outlaw named Snodub. The name means little to me until he speaks of who the goblin is an outlaw. He says he killed another Dwarf named Phones Starchampion.
I look up suddenly, we have been wondering for months it seems, and not even seen another Dwarf Now I hear there was one murdered near this town? I wonder for a brief moment... Could it be...
But no, for now we must do the task before us. We need the good will of this town if we are to take on any more help in our quest. I, trust Dosheb as a friend, but I fear I can no longer trust him in battle. We must find more help.
We set off the next day into the wilds. We have been told the bandit camp is not far from us. The air is clear and I notice day by day it grows warmer as winter thaws around us.
Late in the afternoon we come upon some game. Our bags are full of provisions and I feel no need to hunt. Yet, something inside Dosheb seems to snap. He races out of view, moving quicker then I can imagine. In moments I see him attack a Kangaroo with his bare hands, pummeling the large creature.
The creature tries to kick out, but cannot land a blow, Dosheb seems as though possessed!
I watch in horror as his huge hands grip the beast throat and squeeze!
Over and over he crushes the beasts windpipe, yet it seems not to pass. His eyes water as he froths as he seems intent on murder. Eventually I notice he passes out, exhausted from some inner madness. I step in finally with my Axe and put in end to it...
By the time Dosheb regains consciousness, he seems to have regained enough of his sanity to continue. The camp is almost upon us, and I hope he shall stay with me enough to fend off these thieves...
We step out into a clearing, surprising the bandits and giving us the drop on them. I made a quick count of my foes, Two with Pikes, one with a sword, one with a Hammer and one with a Crossbow. They all seemed to be caught off guard and staring at us, perhaps all the plundering had dulled their sense of battle.
I charged to the first Pikeman who tried to block my Silver Sword. It's blade cut deep into his hand holding the Pike and he screamed out. I brought my other hand up holding the axe into his leg and dug in deep. Blood poured out as from behind Dosheb, once again a mad look in his eyes... Punched deep into the Humans chest, his face making a loud cracking of bone as I could see ribs sniping apart.
The Pikeman slumped and fell dead before us. Coins fell from his pockets. I snatched them up quickly, the glint of gold speaking to me deeply...
I turned around just in time to block the sword of another Human. The death of their comrade seeming to finally get them roused.
I pushed up and then with a mighty roar brought my Axe arm around to the human’s side. There was a scream and the body slumped down, cloven in two!
The other Pikemen came at me then, I could see by his clothing he must be the Ringleader... He seemed fat and already breathed heavily. I came down upon him in a fury, my axe, already dripping blood, caught his arm and split the bone. The arm flew away and the Human clutched at the bloodied stump. My axe continued on it's trip cutting into his side before coming down on his legs. That too split and fell away. The human falling to the floor gurgerling and spluttering.
I turned and cought the one with the Crossbow now... He seemed too stunned even to fire at me and isntead tried to just hit me with the weapon. Dosheb struck at him from behind, his mad hands pummeling the hapless Human as once more my Axe swung around. This time cleaving the head right off.
By the time it fell the Human was dead. I turned back to the self proclaimed "Overlord" of these bandits.. His bloody body trying to crawl away with just one arm and leg...
I saw Dosheb walk over to him, a clam look on his face before he brought his fist down hard and ended the Human once and for all.
I turned now to the final Human, his War hammer shaking in his hands. I almost felt pity for him as I easily struck him down. his skills not worth mentioning...
With the Bandits gone, I took what I wished from them. Mostly gold coins, which would serve me well back at the town.
The trip back was uneventful and quick. We stopped only once at a river to wash the blood from us as best we could before returning to town... The Human Leader of the town seemed far more recptive to me now as I informed her of the bandit’s deaths.
Having finished our task at last, we left the Keep, eager to seek aid in one of the Human warriors, hoping they would join us.
Exiting, a Farmer came up to us. The one I had spoke to earlier, he seemed worried as he spoke to me, I asked what was happening...
It seemed there was a simple thief and outcast who had finally overstayed his welcome. He had killed someone and was now on the run from the guards. Asking more it seemed he had last been sighted in one of the nearby stores.
I left quickly the name of this outlaw struck a memory...
It was the same name as the outlaw who struck down a Dwarf... A Dwarf who may have been on the same journey as I was!
