Ursula Riyusa
Fighter level 2
Wielder of the Bastard Sword
Ursula's Adventuring Diary: 3rd Adventure:
Today was one of those days you wish you weren't a part of, but enjoyed it all the same. Went adventuring and came to a small town. Met up with some warmage, some kind of ranger, a French druid and a death obsessed wizard. Oh yeah, and a scout, who called himself Scout. This guy was something else. He's an elf, so of course he has an ego, but he went and started two riots. Both involving a conflict between elves and dwarves. He just had to go and chuck a rock at a dwarf the first time and start an entire riot that lasted for a while! What the hell was he thinking? He dropped one of the dwarves, what an ass! I talked with them about the conflict, they said something along the lines of they had found a vein of ore that they had wanted to mine but the elves didn't want them to. As the whole thing was being sorted out, they got a keg to share amongst themselves and I got a keg, to drink myself. Then the second conflict started. Wasn't so much as a riot as it was a downed dwarf per our good friend Scout who threw a rock at him. He dropped him! Kept calling the dwarves pussies too. I can only wonder what his alignment was. Not that I could care much, as I was trying to deal with the skeletons. Of course, our death obsessed wizard got out his healing kit, not to heal the dwarf that Scout downed, but if/when the dwarf died, to 'examine' the body. He got it just for the tools. At least he was useful though, and took out a skeleton. The druid was mighty useful too, he cast an entangle which helped out a lot. His riding dog was really useful too. Of course, I don't think he was very effective trying to hit the skeletons with his ladle.
Once that was done, we decided, or I guess I decided and everyone else in the party I met followed me, to go and help the dwarves clean out the mine. And so we went there. Got up and into the mine okay, but the dwarves wouldn't go any further with us. For a moment there it did seem like they were a bunch of pussies, as the Scout kept saying, but he got stuck in the front because of his attitude. Normally that would be me, but by all means, the ass who kept on being an ass can stick his neck out first. I didn't start any riots. He got caught in a trap anyways. I managed to hack through it with my bastard sword with some help from the Ranger and whatever weapon he had out. Didn't stop the trap from kicking the scout's ass a bit though. He got caught in a green gas and seemed to loose a bit of sanity. Served him right.
We got him out and went back to where we started. We needed to find another way into the locked door we encountered. The dwarves there, where we started, had mostly been killed/wounded and the head dwarf had a really been enfeebled. Guess what the turd scout does? Pushed him over. Then, apparently trying to be kind, helped him up again. Then he tipped him over again. And then I guess he had the nerve to take the guy's Morningstar. He threw it at the skeleton we started fighting too, and hit it! It was a large ass skeleton. I took a big hit and survived. It was a good thing I was there, anyone else would have dropped big time. Course I still had a hard time trying to hit the bony thing. Stupid skeleton. We killed it of course though, and went more into the other rooms behind where it came from. Found some traps, disconnected some machine, found torture tools and some paperwork that I think the wizard dealt with eventually. Either way we cleared out the mine in good time. I doubt I'll ever forget that party. So fun to be with, and the scout, he was just a jerk. Course, I doubt I could expect much more than that from a elf.