I've spent much of the morning mooching around Stone's fortress. Well, by "mooching" I mean "killing things". And sometimes being lightly killed myself.

But all that time spent in the ruddy darkness with the Serious Business™ music blaring away at me... I have a headache now and my eyes have gone all funny. Still, I've collected several levels and more loot than you can shake a stick at: much of it very good so now I have the additional headache of deciding what I want to keep and what I may as well flog, which always makes me feel uncomfortable as I keep on getting the "are you sure?!" thing and I'm not sure why. Talking of which, does unenchanting stuff before selling do anything useful other than learning recipes you don't yet know? I suppose I should also check to see it's not adversely affecting the sale price for no benefit.

Going back to the subject of stuff I can never remember, the arena battle with Stone. Or rather with Stone's mates: first round with the troll and demon was easy enough, second with the floating-goblin-head-orb-thing and the memory-eater was much less so, with me being repeatedly one-shotted until I remembered to summon my creature who got one-shotted instead. Poor thing. It does have some disgusting habits though. Er anyway, Stone himself was trivial in comparison.

I feel somewhat driven to do the other forts but it's too much and I need more greenery. I need to at least come up for air a bit more often. But now I have inventory hell. Still not as bad as Mass Effect.


J'aime le fromage.