I was killing zombies with my blade, and suddenly stumbled across a once proud beast sobbing in a dark corner of the world.. It screamed "Please adventure! Come face me!" I walked away, not wanting to dirty my blade, but it began sobbing.. "Have pity on me!" The once proud creature spun a tale of woe, how it used to face adventures who searched for its treasure.. But those days, long gone, had taken its toll on this once proud creature. It pleaded for death, having starved for weeks, with no adventures thinking it a worth effort.. It offered me a worthless trinket, which I rejected, instead allowing it to die and be buried with such as sad creature...
Someone even told me they didn't know they were still alive because they had not seen a death recorded in weeks.. Funeral services pending upon notifying the Tri, but he hasn't been seen in months...
(BTW, and changes to super elite hunting in the works?)
Edited by needgod, 18 January 2015 - 16:25.
