First adventurer.
My name is Spelguru Gastmarthad. Ransackaged. These are my journals.*several pages later. Only boring travel details.*
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After long travels I had finally gotten to the kingdom of Omon Tosi, in the village of Thaduse. I wasted no time finding the mayor, a rather heavyset man by the name of Ostri Pakthran. I had come here to solve monster and undead problems. He said there wasn't any... Oh well, I shall begin travelling to a town on the outskirts of the kingdom. Ablide. Hopefully they have some problems.
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I have arrived in Ablide. By the gods, it's hot. I am once again speaking with a fat mayor. What do they feed their mayors here? Lard? The mayor requested me, on behalf of "The Deep Ivory Councils," to hunt down an undead monstrosity going by the name of Hoodscratches. Finally I'm going to see some action!
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Ah, some nice shade. These ancient ruins go by the name of Ejedtháb, and lie on the edge of heavy jungle. As I approach me, the smell of rotting festering flesh nearly overpowers me. I can see corpses. Dead, not moving, corpses. Their equipment seem to have been strewn all over the place. I swear this, I shall avenge my fellow adventurers, or die trying. I see some zombies shambling towards me. It's flailtime!
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I'm sitting in a tree in the jungle north of Ejedtháb. At first they came in disorganized shambling piles, one by one. One of them even had the ability to speak and yelled a challenge. He called himself Redgarnished, and declared he had killed someone named Imec Glimmermurder. That skeleton won't kill anymore living people again. But then, as I approached one of the buildings, a more organized group of skeletons appeared. Moving in a semi-organized group, and not getting easily tricked to get any stragglers to pick off with skirmish tactics, I had to withdraw.
My mission is still not completed. I plan to return by nightfall. And the fury of the spirits of those that died before me come with me!
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I can hear them outside. I am hiding in a building, but they do not want to enter for some reason. One did follow me though, and I knocked its arms off and sweeped it to the floor. I was about to crush it's skull under my copper boot when the damn thing managed to bite me in the heel, through a weak point in the armour. It's not a large wound, but it is painful, and slows me down. I need to return to town. I don't have any healing herbs with me. But on the other hand, this building seems to contain a large amount of highly valuable ancient crafts. Maybe I should stay a while, since the undead are reluctant to enter.
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The treasures. When I get back to civilization, I will never have to do anything ever again. I will be richer than a king! There are huge piles of coins, golden crafts and more. Tons of priceless jade artifacts. Enough writing, time to start looting.
Several days later, some scout who was sent to the ruins to give an update on what had happened to the adventurer found a torn apart backpack containing the journal. She also noted that there was several groups of skeletons moving about, not just shambling aimlessly, but demonstrating an almost packlike behavior.
Seriously, those guys were mean. They used an very mean tactic. I approach a zombie at the entrence, and as I approach it it somehow fans out. Turns out it was a stacked group of several skellies and zombies, all squeezing through the entrence to get me.
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