The adventures of fufu the wonder scorpid

[kandrathe]

continued...

Again at deaths doorstep, he was refused access to the great beyond and ordered to return to his lifeless corpse.



Now, finding a damaged bridge he made his way into Dun Modr and a Wetlands area.



Without incident Kandraka traverses the Wetlands and finds the pass at Dun Algaz, and having avoided the onslaught of an unfamiliar Orc clan, and angry Dorfs guarding the pass, his mad dash through these Dorf tunnels results in a slip off the cliff, where his only option is to climb down, back to the Wetlands.



But, wait, what are these foul ooze creatures? Kandraka times his jump down, but still attracts the attention of two foul ooze creatures. He is able to outrun them and flees into the camp of equally nasty Gnolls. Once again, death refuses his tattered corpse.



Knowing he will need what little durability is left of his gear, Kandraka bears the shame of continuing his journey in the buff. Hopefully that small half Dorf warlock he danced with will not get word back to the clan of this shame. Life teaches many leassons, and humility is the one learned today.



Finally, succumbing to the blade of the Dorfs guarding the tunnel in the land of Loch Modan resulted in the advantage of ressurecting near his objective. The territory of the fabled Black Bears of Loch Modan. Quickly Kandraka tracks his objective and without incident tames his quarry, and quickly before anymore angry Dorfs wander by he uses his magical hearthstone to return as a hero to his clan and Razor Hill.



Finally, glad to be home. Such a relief to be back where the rocks are red, and scorpion meat is boundless.



And, here is the result of his journey.



There was a time in the Wetlands where I was tempted to settle for a brown or grey one. But, all in all it went better than I expected.