ROTAR
Finally a fighter, finally got some backing and time to unleash some DWARF RAGEEEE.
I finish the starting quests, and run off into the world. Unfortunately my sage foster father Gorion dies in seconds to some guy who crits for 44 damage. Not to be despaired I was politely greeted by Imoen who followed us from Candlekeep.
ADVENTURE HOOOOO.
All's fine I'm smacking up gibberlings, slaying wolves left and right some old fucker came up to me and was all HAO THERE WANDERER. I decide the best way to truly test my metal is to go face to face with the ogre carrying the Girdle of Piercing. Such an illucid item will surely help me on my quest.
Ow.
All is going fine - Imoen drinks a haste potion and lets the arrows fly, the ogre strikes me a fine hit. Things are looking grim until I chug a healing potion and am back to fighting status. Time to unleash DWARF RAGEEEEEEEE.
The ogre crits, all the realm will fall to chaos.
What I learned: Fuck natural twenties, from now on I'm going to save the ogre for Jaheira with entangle. Let's see you crit then, you fucker.
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Currently playing Attempt #4 it will be much longer as I haven't died yet, but the game still finds ways to fuck me. Great laughs to follow.