{"id":837,"date":"2000-07-03T03:16:11","date_gmt":"2000-07-03T10:16:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.puddleby.com\/lundar\/?p=837"},"modified":"2000-07-03T03:16:11","modified_gmt":"2000-07-03T10:16:11","slug":"hunting-on-dalnoth-isle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/2000\/07\/hunting-on-dalnoth-isle\/","title":{"rendered":"Hunting on Dal'Noth Isle"},"content":{"rendered":"

\nDay 140, Year 538 of the Ascendancy<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHunting on Dal’Noth Isle has become one of the
\nmost favorite pastimes of exiles, as of late. It has become as popular
\nas the Snaggle Wood once was, before the chests that the orga carried
\nwere toned down. Now, exiles go to the Dal’Noth Isle for the rich
\nbounties of the ‘Noths, and the plentiful experience provided by the
\nmany monsters. As a Journeyman Mystic skilled in the arts of portal
\nopening, I am often called forth to let exiles into the rich hunting
\ngrounds of Dal’Noth Isle. Today, I was called to do just that. It was
\nquite early in the morning when Natas sunstoned me, asking me to come
\nto Dal’Noth Isle. I was still groggy, and my body still ached from the
\ncountless hunts I’d been on in the past week, but I agreed to go
\nanyway. I reluctantly trudged to the docks, and rented one of the
\nrowboats from Captain Barnac.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhen I reached Dal’Noth Isle, I was rather
\nsurprised to see a small party; only seven members, including myself.
\nHowever, my surprise soon faded when I saw the party in action. The
\nparty quickly cleared out the beaches and the passes, and made it’s way
\nto the Dal’Noth Town. Even the Town provided little challenge, and we
\nheaded to the northern parts of the isle, then headed west. We even
\nexplored the territory where just days before, the enigmatic Tuz’Noths
\nhad been spotted, but fortunately, we did not see any ourselves. We
\nthen cleared out the Dal’Noth Outpost, then returned to the surface and
\ncleared out the Dal’Noth Isle once over again.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

\"Hunting<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe sun was just beginning to rise over the
\nhorrizon now. We made our way to the beach, and bid farewell to
\nRent-A-Hippie, who retired herself for the day. We were now down to a
\nparty of six. We continued to hunt the Dal’Noth Isle, but this time
\nwith more caution. With so few hunters, the profits were even greater
\nthen before, for there were less people to spilt the money with, from
\nthe bounties. We were doing quite well, dispatching any ‘Noths that
\nstood in our way, and it seemed like I was going to chalk one up as
\nanother successful Dal’Noth hunt. However, when we entered the lake
\narea, disaster struck. We were fighting two Zol’Noths, and doing quite
\nnicely, when four more Zol’Noths appeared out of nowhere, and joined in
\non the fun. I was down on the ground in no time, and I was but the
\nfirst to fall.<\/font><\/p>\n<\/p>\n

\"Fallen<\/font><\/p>\n

\nSeveral Vel’Noths soon appeared, drawn to us by
\nthe comotion, and soon, more than half of us lay fallen at their feet.
\nThe few that did manage to escape soon fell as well, and things looked
\npretty bleak. Several rescue parties were assembled, but they were all
\ndisseminated before they even reached us. Soon, all of the healers in
\nthe lands lay fallen on Dal’Noth Isle, and I was forced to depart. Many
\nof the exiles fallen on Dal’Noth Isle departed as well, and went back
\nto rescue the many fallen exiles still fallen on the cursed isle. As
\nfor myself, I turned over the portal openning job to my fellow
\nJourneyman, Valtrim, and headed back to the Academy to catch some ‘z’s.
\n<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Day 140, Year 538 of the Ascendancy Hunting on Dal’Noth Isle has become one of the most favorite pastimes of exiles, as of late. It has become as popular as the Snaggle Wood once was, before the chests that the orga carried were toned down. Now, exiles go to the Dal’Noth Isle for the rich […]<\/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\/837"}],"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=837"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/837\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=837"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=837"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/puddleby.com\/lundar\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=837"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}