I last left Torkis just outside the door of Addamasartus having conquered the dark elves, slaves, and loot inside. I decide to hoof it back to the Seyda Neen tradehouse and put some clink in my pocket. After a few minutes at a brisk walk, I head through the door of Arrille's Tradehouse. Arrille is stationed directly behind the counter, where he has remained vigilant and unwavering since the beginning of Torkis' adventure. Another thing that has remained, is the scowl on his face every time I walk in the door. I ignore it and initiate business. He immediately shoots me down, saying he won't do business if I still had moon sugar on me. How he sees through my clothes into my pockets is beyond me, but I have a decision to make here. I ponder it for a few seconds, and do what any intelligent man would do. I take the moon sugar out of my pocket, place it on the counter directly in front of Arrille, and initiate business again. Apparently, this is sufficient for him. Arrille must not be a fan of the law, he simply just goes through the basic regulations to prevent getting shut down... Nice! He probably sells booze to minors too.
I throw all my shit down, and ask him to make an offer. For the enchanted axe, slew of daggers, scroll, potions, and plant ingredients, he offers 221 gold. I say make it 243 and we got ourselves a deal! He reluctantly agrees, and I pocket my first big paycheck. Making note that I owe 24 gold to the temple due to my 10% tithe obligation I made for myself. I end the transaction, and browse the goods around the store. I decide I want to treat myself to something nice. I talk to Arrille again and ask him what he has for armor. He shows me a wide array of the stuff, and I select out a set of pauldrons and some greaves, all made of steel. I offer him 153 gold for the lot, and he accepts. Alright! Almost a full set of armor, and some money left over! I stride out the door excited for what the day may bring. I head out of town again along thes same path where I found Addamasartus. I continue past the cave and follow the road.
It isn't long before I run into some excitement. Directly in front of me is the most hideous creature I've ever seen. The magic dialogue box in the sky tells me it is a Kwama worker. Since I'm not bleeding profusely from any orephous, I get the impression that he is non-hostile. I weigh the options and select the best one. Take an action shot with the crazy bugger! I befriend the beast and name him Skippy. I pat Skippy on the head and head in the Abaesen-Pulu egg mine!Inside, I don't see any thieves, mages, or warhammer-wielding orcs looking for my head, so already this is a positive experience. All around me are just loads of eggs, probably of the same creature variety of Skippy. I head down the tunnel and run into one of Skippy's friends! Well let's just say his friends are cocks, because they decide to hug me with their razor-sharp talons. You know what they say, a friend of my friend is my enemy, so I lay waste to him. Well he puts up quite a fight, but he eventually goes down. During the fight however, I contracted Ash-Chancre. Woe has befallen Torkis once again. I dig deep into the annals of my mind (check my status bar) and come to the realization that ash-chancre is a common disease, and this particular strain affects my personality by 33 points. I don't know what the conversion rate from morrowing to real life is... but I'd imagine 33 points is somewhere along the lines of going from jolly to a surly fuck. So I pout my lips and continue on through the cave, wondering how the hell I'm going to get rid of this stupid disease. After a couple more minutes I decide to sleep to recover my health and magic. Suddenly a screen pops up in my dream... I've leveled up!!!
"You realize that all your life you have been coasting along as if you were in a dream (damn right). Suddenly, facing the trials of the last few days, you have come alive." Damn! Almost as accurate as the Waterbury-Republican horoscopes. With renewed vigor, I plod on through the egg mine. I lay waste to the majority of Skippy's family as the air around me takes on a ominous red mist. I turn the corner and bump into one ugly son of a bitch, Skippy's mother. The queen of the egg mine is a creature that will haunt my dreams for years. Since she didn't try to kill me though, and I got a solid dozen eggs from her mine, I decide to spare her life. Chances are she'd whoop my ass anyway. I take another picture and then head out of the mine. Nothing really too valuable, but I'm alive and a whole level stronger!
I reach the fresh air once again, quite glad to be out of the musty air. I then remember how I caught ash-chancre is the cave, and how it was Skippy's brother's fault... I show the adverse of effects of a negative personality and carve Skippy up into Kwama Jerky... That'll show 'em.
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