So long, and thanks for all the fish

Thanks for all the adventures!

Deep into Orga Territory

For the first time in what felt like ages i took the chance to join what promised to become a challenging hunt. Arilonian scouts seemed to have found another camp of a group of Orga and Pirates close to the regular Orga Camp 4. With a group of 11 people we made our way to the Orga Woods, where the signs of Pirates close at hand were visible nearly everywhere. I also got the impression, that the Orga fought more strategic than before, placing many Shaman and Warlock guards into the ways, but our healers and especially Harnic did a great job in rodding them.
We got to the tomatoseller rather quickly and here for the first time we got into a bit of trouble when the group dispersed a little and was then attacked by several strong Orga, Pirates and ranged attackers. Luckily we were able to regroup soon and were able to regain the snell. On our way back north to catch some late Arilonians we encountered some LDAVs, but our group quite easily dispatched them. In general the large vermine still posed a threat to the healers when attacking in packs, but the group worked well together, eliminating these threats always shortly after their appearance.
Back south some stronger Pirates had driven their slaves towards us and several times hoards of enemies combined with flung fireballs, bolt or flames created exciting moments, but we always kept the upper hand.
When we started for the way to Camp 4 and reached the northern turn of the labyrinthine way, we nearly faced annihilation. Suddenly not only the previous threats had to be faced, but there were also bombs and burning catapult ammunition shot at us! Luckily a small part of the group survived and began fighting off monsters threatening the healers, gathering in the rest and regrouping. We decided that stopping would be the sure road to death, as we had no way to fight the ranged attackers behind the treeline.
This proved nearly fatal again, as not only two Dredlock and several larger Orgas came towards us, but the BRO even turned out to be an OrgaFrenzy! My heart began to pound louder. Even though i had wished to face one of those, remembering being able to defeat them before the great storm, i had hoped it to be in a less dangerous situation. Completely focussed on the fight, i was sweating, dodging, stabbing - but after a while i realised: i wasn´t hurt seriously, i was able to evade nearly each and every fist the huge Orga swung at me! With renewed vigour and determination replacing the bit of fear that was left, i attacked more boldly and soon we were able to finish the Frenzy.
We took the next turn, heading north again, when we saw increasing monster activity, hinting to the camp being close by. Now Also Pirate wizards took part in the battle and even some of the fearsome Orgas from the Orga Plains and Yarimada were coming to stop us, but we prevailed.
Soon we were on the outer edge of the camp, which seemed to be built solely to stop us, as the sign "End of Orga Camp" indicated. We had to fight hard just to keep the edge, but each time we had some room to breathe we were able to recover a little less than the time before. One of our fallens was able to send his spirit into the camp and spy, so we knew we might at least conquer some magic artefacts, but cleaning the camp proved well impossible. In the end, despite a brave effort, the group went down, but not with empty hands. Ursus had managed to slip through some gaps in the defense and proudly presented his findings in town. It had been a great hunt, which i hope to experience again soon.

A trip to Aroona

Yesterday i stuck my nose out of the meditation tower again. My first journey took me to the fighter guilds outpost in the hidden valley to seek admittance to the 4th circle again. Sadly the result has not changed since the last tries, but at least i managed to evade most of the Cobras bites while harming it enough to run away from me. I still have no idea how strong the hyena is, as my struggle with the Leopard left him bleeding and myself fallen - failing the test again.



Afterwards i joined a trip to Aroona, after it had been promised to me it wouldn´t involve much time in the water - oh, how they had tricked me! Ag first we progressed well enough, even collecting several very valuable furs, like the one Falk managed to recover here.
A bombthrowing pirate and a bunch of panthers costed us our only healer Frenzymac and rescue took quite some time, before we progressed again. We met a Tikari, a stronger relative of the Tigris, but to the combined efforts of our group it didn´t stand a chance.
Just behind a bridge we then came upon a camp of Orga, Pirates and some Taesu-Lyfelidaes. Luckily i wasn´t hurt too bad and still found enough strength to stop Rion from entering the water in his rescue.
In our next effort we managed to enter the actual camp and destroy some lightening statues and we found a scroll and a moonbook there. When reinforcements left the huts, the retreat became chaotic and lots of people fell. Falk, Elaine, Lafa and myself had to retreat to the lake (staying in a boat is better than being dragged into the water head-down, but not by much) and had a hard time clearing a way until Falk finally managed to chain out enough helpers to rescue all the group.
As several people had to leave by that time, we only briefly tried to bring down one of the strong Lyfes, but it regenerated too fast and too few of us were able to hurt it for our effort to bear fruit.
Back in town i caught a glimpse of Teboor waiting for some Arilonians, but as i had to sleep i couldn´t talk to him myself. Still, the others wrote a log about the meeting and Rion added his own thoughts on his scroll.

Feeling strong is not enough

Yesterday i woke again after a long while of meditation and while i enjoyed the christmas-decorated town center i pondered over the meaning of the meditation for my recent studies. Fortunately Elaine woke up too and so we decided to hunt together, as we had done so often before. Glad to get the opportunty of warming up my body and using the newly won skills i lead the way east, when suddenly i stood in a place i was sure to house a shortcut to Ursusville, but my eyes slid past the way all the time and so we had to go a good bit further than intended. Finally we arrived in Marranyin and began hunting the deserts inhabitants. Some Mahas and Tigris were the first to engage us and i found myself evading them easily while dealing out severe wounds myself.
To my joy i even found myself still very capable in recovering their warmly-red shining furs.
Even whole groups of creatures didn´t manage to bring us in any severe danger, only the great snakes living there prooved too hard and so had to be lured away. After earning quite some coins, we headed back to town and i went to sleep with the sure feeling to be able to fight nearly any creature successfully.
Just thist feeling made me search companions for a way to the 4th circle fighter test when waking up again today. What could possibly go wrong there after i had managed to kill Tigris, Mahas and Kojotes in a row the day before? Well, in the test i quickly remembered the difference between fighting alone and having a skilled healer with you, as well as making contact with sharp Leopards teeth. My best skills had always been the evasion of enemies harmful strikes, but this test showed me how much i still have to learn.
On the way back i could release my frustration on some Tok'Hans and even a leech trying to torch me couldn´t stop me.

Froggy memories

Yesterday a small group decided to hunt Kajmanos. After a quick journey to the temple we had to step into the small nutshells some people call boats to get further. As i had feared this proved to be a very dangerous means of travelling, 2 fully grown Sekats were waiting for us on the Ardvell river behind the Noth caves. It was a tough fight from the swaying boat, but Lafa took great care to keep me alive.
When we finally arrived at the Swamp, i didn´t even have time to be glad to have firm ground under my feet again, as a Giant Kajmano immediately seized my leg with its jaw and tried to twist it from my body! Together we managed to wound it severly enough for it to let go and finally we brought it down.
We then took a round around the swamp where it was pretty hard to not step in puddles deeper than my shoes. While young and large Kajmanos died pretty fast to our forces, giants were another matter and we had to concentrate to keep the upper hand in those encounters. Near the southeastern safe we encountered three of them and it took some time until we finally had managed to hunt them down. On our way north a strange thing happened. Lexlan pitied the frogs we cleared to have space when fighting more dangerous creatues. Of course i kept going and then some weird force - Splashs ghost? - took hold of me and i found myself shouting about revenge for Splash and all of a sudden we were standing in a bunch of angry frogs!
Of course they stood no chance and so we finally continued our round and although the way back was only possible via boat, we arrived safely back in town, although a huge pack of cougars tried to ambush us at one of the Kittyland paths.

A lost Race

Some days ago i felt excited when leaving the tower. Not only were several hardened Arilonians around, they were also up for a hunt! At first we could not really decide, which became the fate of the Albino Maha roaming town for some time. He tried to get a sniff of us and in return we tried to tickle him with our weapons, Dresko showing impressive skill with hers not for the only time that evening.
In the end we settled for Orga Woods and started with the obligatory tour through camp 2, a visit at the Orga Chief, a sidestep to the Grendels and on to camp 3. As well as the group worked together and brought down whatever foes threatened them, sadly no one had brought a ladder to clear this encampment of even the last Orga witnesses to the slaughter.
Even the way to the Orga Woods was uneventful and a quick look out of the cave showed just a few Warlocks and a Fury and a Rage waiting to challenge us. Due to this we took hold of the entrance snell without really breaking asweat, but the real challenge should lie before us. The mazelike way through the woods leading south provided hiding places for a bunch of Orga Shamans who shamelessly slung their fireballs at us just when we were occupied fighting other enemies. A little way in we met our first LDV which accompanied an Orga Dredlock. Both immediately fell on us and our two younger companions went down faster than we could blink, but luckily us others could retreat out of the Shamans range and bring the pair down.
With a little luring we managed to seperate the LDVs waiting for us near the tomatosellers hut and with that reached its safety much faster and with much less resistance than i had expected. Of course we didn´t let the opportunity pass to create a fearsome war paint on our faces for the way ahead.
On we went, always keeping to the eastern trees. I peeked ahead and then lured beasts in the waiting blades of the group until it was safe for all to cross and repeat the procedure just a bit further south.
None of the feared stronger BROs bothered us, not even an LDAV was to be seen and just like that we reached the southern mountains, where we relaxed and tried to regain a little strength in the safe before we passed Ogrus Han on his plateau leading into the pirate caves. When i tried to scout ahead though, i disturbed a pack of LDVs and Frenzymac had no chance to escape when two of them pinned him down with his back to the steep mountainside. Eventually we managed to secure the region again, fending of the vermines and a Dred, but Ariel and Frenzymac had suffered wounds too severe for Tarra to heal alone. Not even a healing potion helped getting Frenzy to his feet and our prayers died away unheard.
After i had futilely looked for places to crawl through the densely standing trees on our way i was eager to do so on the way to the portal and we were quite sure we wouldn´t be able to chain the fallens back to safety, so a plan was forged. Every one of the remaining Arilonians would step west and run north as fast and far as he could, with the one getting furthest winning this race to death. Of course i intended to run along the eastern line of trees to keep an eye on possible paths, but immediately my lack of field practice became my doom. A gap i judged broad enough to pass through suddenly was blocked by the Zerk coming from behind the treetrunk and my trail of pursuers sealed off the backway - i had become trapped not even a mile away from our starting point, still more than 5 away from the portal place! It took the vermine quite some time to bring me down, but eventually i fell without managing to wriggle out of the trap. Still, it had been a most impressive hunt, thanks to the great group!

Canyon? A walk in the park...umh.. dark!

Another short time out of the tower brought the next visit to a wrongly feared area, the Canyon! Balaforn had earned the title Ferrumo by impressing the fighters guild enough and so we set out to Dinken to buy a freshly forged hatchet. Except for some nasty snakes whose bites caused a temporary nausea, the way there was rather uneventful, pieces of hyenas were flying left and right as we carved our path to the town. Although Mordor and myself had not much time left i got the idea to peek into the depths of the canyon.
We climbed down the ladder and immediately some dim shapes waddled our way and red eyes glowed in the dark. I moved without thought and brought the hatchet down hard between the nearest pair of eyes. I heard the crack of bones and when i lifted my weapon the limp body of a dark vermine slid down from it. I had no time to wonder, as the shapes had come closer and were now recognizable as fungi.
We closed in around the first one and soon had chopped it into pieces, but the other required immediate attention by trying to wound us. I don´t know how long it took to fight them - illuminated only by the glowing healing crystals of our healers, the sun never touches these depths - but quite soon we stood there alone, only a nasty beetle was still around.
We finally managed to trap it near one of the steep walls and began trying to pierce its chitin hide. I managed to evade its bite most of the time, but the fight began lasting quite a while until we realised that just when we had made a scratch into it the blood began to dry and the wound to close. Either this beetle had studied long under T'rool and Hyenas or both of them are just poor nature's imitats of this creatures healing abilities and so we finally left it alone. Still, the first snell of the canyon again proved of not much difficulty, i can´t wait which formerly hard area i´ll conquer next time i wake up!

Orga Woods? Piece of cake!

Some days ago i woke from my meditational state - in which i had fallen after hearing from the higher beings at the meeting that eventually evil will overwhelm our beloved lands and there´s nothing we can do about it - eager to stretch and hunt. Luckily a group was about to head to the Orga Camp and so i quickly joined them.
Only some Zippos and Ari made some problems when we cleared Camp 2 and so we set on toward Camp 3. We didn´t encounter much resistance along the way and so decided to make a detour to the Grendels, who we brought down and devided their riches among ourselves. Upon arrivl at Camp 3 i found that i brick the Trotzkis fairly well as well as hit them. Camp 3 itself wasn´t populated that much and so we had quickly conquered it. Some cowards had even climbed the steep wall in the camp to evade our blades.
Being in a bloodrage we didn´t care about having just Lafaborns healing skills around and so decided to go on and have a look into the Orga Woods. Neither stronger BROs nor Large Dark Vermines tried to bar our way there and so we arrived safely in the cave leading to the forest. A quick look outside showed some LDVs, an Orga Dredlock and some minor Orgas. Together the fighters set out to get rid of the furry vermines, which worked pretty well.
With healing up just once we managed to go out again together and reduce the rest of the Orga until finally we only had the Dredlock to face. He fought desperately, but i managed to evade his blows well enough, while every strike of McM and Ari caused gaping wounds in his hide. Finally our foe sank on his knees and died, we had conquered the first snell easily!
Sadly i had to leave again and so this short, but funny trip ended with a run home via several paths.

Hear ye, hear ye!

An important meeting for all the inhabitants of Arilon has been called for on Friday the 25th at 21:00. I wonder what is so important as to gather as many as possible of us.

Into the Urdar Mines

Yesterday i came out of meditower to find the world covered with a thin layer of fog. At least, to my eyes it seemed to be, others told me it was a fine day, so i guess it only was some sleep still clinging to my eyes. I wandered around a little, until i was asked to join a group going into the Urdar mines. At first i hesitated, wondering if i´d be of any use with seeing things through a thin veil, but some exercises with my hatchet showed me that at least my muscles worked properly and so i went after them. The first snell was quickly cleared and in the second we met not only bats and spiders, but also Urdar ghosts.
It was surprisingly hard to hit them where they would feel it and only Dresko seemed to have gotten these lessons from Battuo yet. Still, with some patience we managed to bring them down. At the next crossing we turned north and landed in a dead end, but had the chance to see a marvellously carved statue of a dragon in a paved spot.
Sadly we could linger much longer as the spiders were reproducing quickly and more and more ghosts came toward us, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. The next way to the north was blocked too. We could the the remnants of a stone wall, but boulders had crashed down from the ceiling and stopped us even before.
Just around the corner we suddenly faced a dozen urdars and ghostspiders. We managed to bring down several of them, but our healers slowly failed to heal our wounds as fast as we got hurt and more and more urdar mages showed up, hurling their lightening on us.
Our lines wavered and we had to watch our back too. I managed to cut the legs of two of the ghostspiders and gather them intact, but there was no time to examine them further as we were pressed back.
We tried to run to a safe, but one by one we fell, some bitten, some hit and especially he fighters powerless against lightening stikes coming from all directions. Only Newt managed to reach the safe and for once the steep ground that caused the bodies of Crash and Lafa to slide down to it seemed to be helpful. But in the end even Newt fell to the creatures waiting for him just outside the safe and so we were finally defeated.
Back in town i immediately talked to Battuo, asking him to teach me more, so that i soon may be able to find the weak spots even of ghosts.

Wake up - it´s hunting time!

The last days i was lucky enough to come out of the meditower right when a hunt was about to start. Two days ago i was asked to join a group going to Yarimada. We made our way pretty quickly to the first tower, although with all the weight i have gained i was out of breath a little when we arrived. We made our way down to the basement and then disturbed the water in the well to summon the first Orga. I had to watch my balance in this fight even more than usual, always fearing to stagger and land in the water.
All in all the hunt was very successful. We proceeded well and had nearly no trouble with the bigger Orgas or the Pirates. At one point we didn´t watch out though, and Newt fell. Tarra and me had to wait for Crash to chain him to town and come back with Tofors additional healing power. Together we gathered the last pearls for the firerum Crash wanted to get. Although i fell on my way home, as it had become rather late it had been a very nice trip.
The next day i awoke and was immediately occupied with sorting my thoughts as i received lots of questions wether i´d stay awake longer with my thinking crystal. Soon it was decided to hunt in Ardvell and i headed to the eastern Kittytemple. Sadly there´s still no way to avoid the waterway if no portal-trained mage is available and due to the mage chosing the wrong landing place i had to search for a safe place to wait for them.
When we finally arrived on the spider plateaus, we immediately started killing some spiders. It went quite well, only advancing too fast into the next snell without looking and landing amidst a dozen mammuth spiders made some problems, but the group reacted quickly and solved the dangerous situation excellently.
After a while we were heading west and south from the landing place. Suddenly we saw a ladder mounted on a steep part of the cliffs to our right. We quickly agreed that it had not been there in the past, but of the builders we could find no sign. We climbed up and made a quick end to the Ch'omaks.
The small plateau was connected to one further south by a small rift, invisible to the untrained eye. But our way led into the cave opening and so we found ourselves in a new entrance into the Noth caves. We were not able to destroy some of the catapults that make the boat travel to Ardvell even more dangerous, but some of the hooded inhabitants of the caves fell to our blades. I was pretty excited and curious how well we can perform in Noths already, but as it had become late i gathered what courage i had and made my way home over the river alone. Luckily i encountered just a single Sekat and so was able to row safely home, where i started meditating, wondering which hunt will start the next time i wake up.