{"id":774,"date":"2001-04-18T17:51:59","date_gmt":"2001-04-19T00:51:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.puddleby.com\/lundar\/?p=774"},"modified":"2001-04-18T17:51:59","modified_gmt":"2001-04-19T00:51:59","slug":"back-from-the-foothills","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/2001\/04\/back-from-the-foothills\/","title":{"rendered":"Back From the Foothills"},"content":{"rendered":"

Day 244, Year 541 of the Ascendancy<\/font><\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

\n<\/p>\n


\nThe long awaited Chaos Storm has arrived in the lands at last, and the
\nFoot Hills exploration party was finally able to return to Puddleby. I
\ncan’t say how good it feels to be finally back in town again! It is
\nreally is quite amazing how much one can miss our little mud puddle
\ninfested domicile. My diary<\/u><\/a>
\ndetailing our adventures in the Foot Hills is almost complete, and I
\nhope to have it finished in another day or so. Anyway, our whole party
\nwas happy to be back, but of course we couldn’t stand around
\nreminiscing forever. We had to spend all our hard earned money!<\/font><\/p>\n


\nDay 244, Year 541 of the Ascendancy<\/font><\/b>
\n(April 18th, 2001)<\/font><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nThe first thing that I had to do was get myself a
\nnew outfit! Ever since I ventured into the Foot Hills, and suddenly
\nfound myself a very wealthy man, I have been dying to get myself a new,
\nstylish set of clothes. Over the last couple of days, I have been
\ntinkering with Stylus, and I was finally able to come up with a very
\ntrendy outfit for myself, and today, I finally got the chance to try
\nthem on. Woohoo! I look cool! :p After that, I couldn’t think anything
\nelse to spend my money on, so I decided to deposit some of it in the
\nbank.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nMy bank account has been very empty for a while
\nnow, what with my crazy gambling and spending habbits. Today however, I
\nwas finally able to get some coins in there. I now have a little over
\n5000 coins in my account, and another 500 or so coins in my purse, for
\nspending money. For some reason though, I still wasn’t quite satisfied.
\nThen reason dawned on me.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nMy belief is that the Foot Hills expedition has
\nturned me into a rank whore. Fourteen days of nothing but monkey
\nwhacking will do that to a person. Before, I used to be content with
\njust sitting in town, locating the occasional fallen exile, but not any
\nmore. I heard over the sunstone that there was a party hunting in the
\n‘Noids, and I rushed to join them. The group there was pretty small,
\nbut sufficient for the task at hand. We hunted in the Arachnoid Caverns
\nuntil I was felled by a sudden spawn of Purple ‘Noids, and had to be
\nrescued by an army of twenty exiles. One new thing about the ‘Noids,
\nthough. The mandibles that were previously useless to us exiles
\nsuddenly had a coin value. Sure, the prices were only about 1-5c per
\nmandible, but that’s still better than nothing. Someone must have found
\na buyer for the useless junk.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nAfter the ‘Noids, we all headed for the Dark
\nTemple on Ash Island. We were greeted there by a horde of undine, and a
\npair of Darshak Liches. At first, I was felled very quickly by the
\nLiches, being unfamiliar with the procedure for slaying them, but
\neventually I learned the propper way to bring down a Lich, and helped
\nto vanquish the two Liches present. It was then decided that we should
\nhunt in the Astral Plane while we were there, and hunt for some Astral
\nGuardians. My new rank whore tendancies couldn’t disagree. We made our
\nway to the entrance of the Astral, dispatching a few Wraiths that we
\nmet along the way. We then jumped into the magical cloud that leads
\ninto the Astral Plane.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nWe were in luck. There were two Astral Guardians
\npresent on the Plane, and we quickly surrounded them, and began to
\nswing away. We were eventually able to destroy both of the Guardians,
\nand I even received a one coin bounty on one of them. Then it was time
\nto return home. The only problem was, we didn’t know which way home
\nwas. We all wandered around the Astral Plane blindly, but none of us
\ncould find the exit. Suddenly, I found myself surrounded by a red,
\nglowing mist, and before I knew, I was sent straight to the Abyss.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nI cursed to myself, and prayed to the gods, but I
\nknew it was no use. I muttered an obscenity at the congregation of Fire
\nRats that chewed on my flesh, and departed my body to Purgatory.
\n*Sigh*, depart # 108. Before I knew it though, I was in town.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

\nWhen I stepped out of the temple, still miffed
\nabout my fate, it seemed that there was something going on in Town
\nCenter. There was a crowd of about fourty exiles, all gathered around
\nsomething. I skillfully weaved myself through the crowd, and craned my
\nneck past some stubborn exiles, and saw what all the fuss about. There,
\nin the middle of Town Center lay the carcasses of several large Myrm.
\nStanding next to them were two exiles I had never seen before: a Fen by
\nthe name of Dentir Longtooth, and a female dwarf by the name of Calti
\nPouder. They seemed to be arguing on the price for something, and the
\ndiscussion was getting very heated.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nIt turns out that Dentir is an old friend of the
\nskinner Skea Brightfur, but he specializes in the removal of mandibles.
\nDentir was giving a demonstration of how to remove the mandibles(not
\nteeth, as some ignorant exiles call them) from the assorted Myrm
\ncarcasses. Finally, the two agreed upon a price for the mandibles, and
\nDentir returned to giving more demonstrations. It seems that Calti
\nwants the mandibles to create some kind of magical substance called
\n“Kyten”. Whatever the heck that is, I do not know. We live in
\ninteresting times.<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Day 244, Year 541 of the Ascendancy The long awaited Chaos Storm has arrived in the lands at last, and the Foot Hills exploration party was finally able to return to Puddleby. I can’t say how good it feels to be finally back in town again! It is really is quite amazing how much one […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/774"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=774"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/774\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=774"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=774"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=774"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}