Post by Ximeon on May 30, 2019 10:40:27 GMT -5
Everything was going well, till the Thrannish sank our godsdammned boat. Saw the fire, felt the impact, got thrown clear into the water. Woke up on the shore with half my ammo, and short one of my guns. Had to fight my way into town with a batch of almost complete strangers. Weird Blight tainted creatures that ate bullets like an addict snorts Twitch. Though damned near everything in this blighted land does that.
I miss shooting some bastard in the face and them ACTUALLY DYING.
We took shelter in a cave that had some kind of magic echo from the past. listened to ghosts argue about philosophy or something, hard to follow, cause I had no clue who they were or what they were talking about, and I was more concerned with being eaten by something with blight taint at the time.
When we finally got to town, the entire tavern was a hive of blighted monsters. Emptied all my clips, had to resort to stabbing things. Scrounged more ammo, emptied all those clips too.
The amount of punishment a 9 foot tall tentacled thing with glowing green spots can absorb is pretty mind altering.
Afterwards the mages started talking about blight hearts and crap. I had no clue what any of it meant, so I wandered off to find a bunk somewhere after the action stopped.
Sleep shelter and food are first responsibility in a new place. Wound up bunking with Virtus, Mogul, Cutter and Barret from the group I "landed" with. They're ok. I'll need to check them out to make sure I don't get my throat cut in the night cause someones after them or something.
Didn't sleep much actually. It wasn't the violence, or the clusterfuck with the boat, I'm used to that sort of crap from the rebellion. Never seen anything like that tentacle thing.
What the fuck did I get myself into?
Day 2, Took a few mercenary odd jobs. Pays good, danger is moderate. One of the locals had family get captured by some Fay. Turns out it was collecting Ethani for some weird ass Fay reason. We shot him, a lot. I waylaid one of the captured Ethani, and shot down another. gave them first aid so they didn't die. Still couldn't sleep much, though I crashed early. Things were getting mixed up in my head from lack of sleep by this point, so this might have been day 3. Who knows? I need a drink and a smoke. Write more later.
Oh, fought a Jack. Nearly died from it's autocannon while trying to scrape that blacksmith up off the ground. Dropped a grenade on it's ass that crippled it, then watched the rest of the town take it apart. Felt good.
Day 3, Did a raid on some Military compound, to capture or kill some renegade and his Nobleman buddy. Capturing and/or executing nobles was the most fun part of the war, so I was down for that. But of course, the cowardly ass wasn't there. Typical. Did loot a TON of grenades though. Then was brought to some mystical test by spirits, that consisted of emptying every clip I have, then first aiding once I was dry. Next time, bring more clips, and a better storage solution then that satchel. Hiked back to that cave, listened to more Ghost Philosophy. Fought a Blight reaper, or whatever it was called.
Rested up after that, then fought a bunch of lightning powered corpses, from what I could gather. NO idea what was going on there, how they got there, who did this, ect. looted a ton of Capacitors off of them. Got a really fancy looking one that seems to do special stuff. probably need to find a runesmith to explain how that stuff works.
All told, between gems found, capacitors, grenades, and cash, this expedition was profitable as hell. Hell, I could probably buy a TOWN in Valacia after a few of these expeditions.
Huh. Mayor Ximeon. That's a funny idea. From a Whore's son, to a landowner. I'd probably need to hire someone to take care of shit while I was away though. It's something to think about.
maybe I could actually help people that way.