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[2ND THREAD RECAP]
After stumbling upon an old abandoned entrance, you ended up contracting some type of curse within you, which apparently <span class="mu-b">transfers hurt done to you towards your energy reserves</span>. You’ve yet to verify the veracity of this personally.
Exhausted from the spirit’s sapping, you passed out on a table for a little while but you felt incredibly revitalized afterwards! It wasn’t so bad.
You encountered some <span class="mu-b">strange runes</span> while passing through a tunnel, you still don’t really know what they say to this point. But… that’s besides the point, you found some odd living slime creature when you cunningly carved through a rotten door to take a peek at it, not wanting to take any chances of course, you used your instrument of destruction bestowed upon you and blasted the monster to oblivion!
Unfortunately that wasn’t the end of it, a literal living corpse came into your view, wearing a slimy right arm to boot! It being so sluggish though, you didn’t hesitate to thrust it with a dart and coerce it to slowly follow you into the more open previous room.
Then and there is where you viciously pierced its wrinkly rotted head and turned its brain matter into mush, inhabilitating the creature. You knew there’s beauty in death, but beauty in re-death? That’s a new one for you!
Having returned to the room you were in and getting hungry, you took one of the cut up limbs that were stored and roasted it to greatness! You were so filled with joy that even while not being a really religious person, you kindly offered another roasted arm as tribute to the burning god altar that permitted you to do so. Hmph. That jerkwad didn’t appreciate it one bit and damned you for even thinking about doing such a gesture, “blah blah orcs are the true race” is along the lines of what he spouted.
You promptly respond with, naturally, an insult of your own, making sure that he learns that you killed an Orc a while ago, and that he’s nothin’ but a hog pantheon to live in the mud! Kyahahaha! You still take pleasure in how seething with fury you made the guy, you didn’t know how dangerous it could get though, and remembering your aunt May’s fiery kitchen death, you decided not to tempt fate and backed off while yapping back to him, making his supernatural presence fade away eventually.
