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You will admit that you're a poor fighter, but to survive your childhood on the streets you had to develop lightning-quick reflexes, keen spatial awareness, catlike agility and the speed to run like heck when needed. To meet you in a fair fight (you've heard of them, but they're not so much up your alley) an enemy has to find and catch you first. You're a decent shot, but not a great one, and the combination of your lack of fighting skill and laughably poor armor has forced you to become very stealthy and agile indeed, although it's become a little more difficult now that you have a pair of huge bouncing udders on your chest. Also, you're a pacifist by principle, and you are in practise, too, almost all the time! People just don't seem to get that you're not a morning person. Oh, and heretics are an exception, or at least they will be if you ever meet some. | You will admit that you're a poor fighter, but to survive your childhood on the streets you had to develop lightning-quick reflexes, keen spatial awareness, catlike agility and the speed to run like heck when needed. To meet you in a fair fight (you've heard of them, but they're not so much up your alley) an enemy has to find and catch you first. You're a decent shot, but not a great one, and the combination of your lack of fighting skill and laughably poor armor has forced you to become very stealthy and agile indeed, although it's become a little more difficult now that you have a pair of huge bouncing udders on your chest. Also, you're a pacifist by principle, and you are in practise, too, almost all the time! People just don't seem to get that you're not a morning person. Oh, and heretics are an exception, or at least they will be if you ever meet some. | ||
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| + | You stifle a yawn and decide the first thing you should do today is: | ||
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| + | *[[Darklands - Look for a job|Look for a job]] | ||
| + | *[[Head to the markets and political centre of Fiume]] | ||
| + | *[[Go to Mass]] | ||
[[Category: Darklands - A Medieval Adventure]] | [[Category: Darklands - A Medieval Adventure]] | ||
Current revision as of 06:01, 25 December 2015
You step towards the stairs, then hesitate, remembering that the married couple downstairs live in a state of total war. You decide it best to avoid passing by your neighbours' door until they've patched things up. You step out onto your window ledge and swing yourself up onto the roof of the house in one fluid motion.
You will admit that you're a poor fighter, but to survive your childhood on the streets you had to develop lightning-quick reflexes, keen spatial awareness, catlike agility and the speed to run like heck when needed. To meet you in a fair fight (you've heard of them, but they're not so much up your alley) an enemy has to find and catch you first. You're a decent shot, but not a great one, and the combination of your lack of fighting skill and laughably poor armor has forced you to become very stealthy and agile indeed, although it's become a little more difficult now that you have a pair of huge bouncing udders on your chest. Also, you're a pacifist by principle, and you are in practise, too, almost all the time! People just don't seem to get that you're not a morning person. Oh, and heretics are an exception, or at least they will be if you ever meet some.
You stifle a yawn and decide the first thing you should do today is:
