The Scum of Britannia

n the meantime I had become a rather good mage, and finally I was able to mark runes without mark scrolls. So I grabbed my crossbow, packed up some reagents and runes and left the Rusty Anchor of Trinsic heading northwest.
I stepped into the dungeon Destard for the first time to visit the shrine in the first level. I was lucky and could escape some dragons and drakes who were casting heavy fireballs on me.
Then I continued to head north. I was already half way to Yew when I noticed a pass over the mountains leading to Britain. Directly where the path entered the rocks on the west side there stood a crate on the floor.

I opened it, then suddenly a monstrous noise made my ears sing and my view greyed. As I opened my eyes again, I saw that a warrior with "good reputation" stepped out from a hiding place under a tree and looted my dead body. This scum!
Well, curiosity killed the cat, but I was very angry and frustrated, not because I had lost my reagents and equipment, but because this dirty riff-raff got away with a good repute while killing other people. An nearby healer resurrected me, and when I returned to the place, another fighter - Sir Robyn - appeared who was looking for "Grand Wizard II" as well. The same thing had happened to him 10 minutes before me.

Suddenly Grand Wizard entered the scene, likely to continue with his disgusting deeds. I told him to give me back my stuff. But he just laughed at us:

McBykar: Can you give me back my bag?
Sir Robyn: you stole my shit
McBykar: The grey bag and my rune
Sir Robyn: and my crossbow and bolts
Grand Wizard II: it is in my house now
McBykar: Ok, let's go there
Grand Wizard II: sorry thats the life
Grand Wizard II: cya guys

And off he ran. I hope this coward will soon be erased from Britannia or at least gain a bad reputation. I just know one thing: I WILL REMEMBER HIS NAME!

04/98

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