I managed to escape... Not one of the thugs has tried to chase me.
While traveling the rest of the road I spotted several other groups of possible bandits and a vampire , but being more careful, I managed to avoid detection.
I finally made it to the city.
Creviceglad was in ruins. Barely a house was occupied. The rumors about the festival were true though. It seemed that every building that had occupants left, had been turned into a tavern or bar. It was amazing. I wasted no time and headed for one of the taverns. It did not have a proper sign outside, but from the raised voices and the music anyone could tell that this was the real thing. I heard a few slightly more worrying noises, but thought nothing of it until I opened the door.
The sight was alarming.
Half the bars occupants were on the floor, unconscious. This in itself is no uncommon sight in a tavern, but in this case not all were the victim of intoxication. There was a fight going on. An olm man was stabbing a drunk person in the head with a wooden spear, while a couple of peasants were in a fight with a amphibian man. The music had stopped by now, and the fight had definitely passed the stage were everybody suffers a few bruises and laughs about it the next morning after waking up. People were fighting for the kill here, with weapons drawn. I drew my sword and beheaded the olm man, then turned towards the amphibian man, just in time to see a priest stab it in the heart, after which it collapsed. It was not over yet. A few drunk people kept waving their swords and daggers in dangerous fashion, threatening to stab people, but in the end everyone calmed down. The drunk woman that had been stabbed in the face was actually still alive. Apparently the spear had been made of feather wood or something. It did not improve her looks though.
I do not remember much from the rest of the night. There was a lot of booze and it is all mixed up. There are pieces missing... incomplete..
Things I seem to remember that are not right..
(ooc: I had serious problems with the game crashing a lot in Creviceglad, so a few alternate histories of me exploring the taverns have been lost)
What I do know, despite the headache, is that the town is in complete anarchy, fights like the one I witnessed are happening everywhere, and everybody is partying like its the last day on earth. Drunk people everywhere.
The drunk woman that had been stabbed in the face, Eman Judgedmopped, is with me too. Not sure how that happened, but apparently I have been bragging about the dwarven beer from Throneshields, and I have apparently promised to go fetch her some. It's probably a better idea than staying at the festival in Creviceglad, that would certainly get me killed.
I decide to not waste too much time, and Eman and me leave after sobering up somewhat.
I brag about how I avoided all the bandits the other day, but then I fail to pay attention and somehow we end up ambushed by an extremely unlikely amount of bandits and other low life:
We hardly have time to figure out what is going on, we somehow end up in a battle between vampires, goblins, beastmen, bandits and other criminals. There is hardly a way to tell who is attacking whom. In the confusion we try to fight our way out, I kill an olm man vampire after which we make a run for it. A naked feral looking man blocks our path, and I cut him open with my sword, we run, and run, until the sound of battle behind us fades. Gasping for breath I collapse to the ground. Eman, apparently still drunk, says I deserve a heroic title for this; Lomam Puzzledrinks the Sandaled Handle of Letters she calls me. I have a nasty feeling that the name will stick.
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Topic: The Museum II; adventure succession world (game is finished) (Read 126180 times)