Mr Baggins the Pleasant Crusader
Prologue
'It's a dangerous business going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.' - A relative
Floor 1
An uninspiring room that smells of old meat. Rather dark already, save for the light from above. Already I regret my decision to adventure. Probably the worst I've made yet. I've seen 2 far more adventurous Halflings come in and not come back. Oh well...
My my my, is that a freezing saber i see? What a pleasant surprise. Wonderful craftsman- WORM!
OOC:Halflings need to be named _____ Baggins. It's a law. Look it up!
Floor 2 Hastily descending the stairs with my chilling blade i am greeted by a host of rather unhappy kobolds. Dear me, perhaps I shall find another way down. Nay, I'll stand and fight. I once knew a rather nice kobold. A traveler, and a bit odd. Stayed with me for a week one winter. Hope these fellows weren't related.
OOC: The rat and snake populations are outrageous. They don't need a hero they need an exterminator
Floor 3
I kindly looking fellow in a well knit cap greets me as I stumble down post haste. He said something in koboldese, or whatever it is their native toungue. I assume it a greeting and extend my hand in a way to reciprocate his fine greeting. It appears I was incorrect in the assessment of this fellows intentions. What a bother this is.
I'd like to say I went down in a blaze of glory, with a fantastical swashbuckling match. Sadly this is not the case. He just stabbed me and is now rifling through my belongings. I do hope they have tea in heaven...
OOC: Freaking Ijyb, man. And honestly, they better have tea in heaven. I'll cry if they don't.
153 Mr Baggins the Cutter (level 4, -2/26 HPs)
Began as a Halfling Crusader on Jan 4, 2011.
Slain by Ijyb
... wielding a +1,+1 orcish dagger of distortion
(24 damage)
... on Level 3 of the Dungeon.
The game lasted 00:18:44 (1916 turns).
