Well first bandage the wounds and maybe take a swig of the health potion. Distraction!!!!!!!!! Throw a rock while the zombie/golem/mutated creature thing is looking the other way. When it's distracted run like HELL!!!!! Hmmmmm, maybe he could trick it. Or sneak by it, either one.

(Also my profile name used to be Inconceivable but i got an email saying that there was a security breach so everything was wiped and my name and password was changed. How do i change my profile name?)

sneaking sounds good.

and the same thing happened to me! i used to be Dagoth_Gojira. just go into your settings. fish around for a while, youll find it

I did fish around but I didn't catch anything :sadvaultboy: either im going blind or its not there :ahhh:

What do you mean? http://blog.mysanantonio.com/spaysa/files/legacy/kittens.jpg http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjQtzV9IZ0Q http://weknowwearecute.undebug.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/clouds.jpg http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?q=puppies&um=1&hl=en&biw=1366&bih=643&tbm=isch&tbnid=otOFWIwMG06xyM:&imgrefurl=http://www.pluspets.net/cutest-puppies-planet/&docid=cU1YHPYpwPgegM&w=491&h=367&ei=r4ZVTpeHEo7Osga8xt0K&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=1073&vpy=141&dur=222&hovh=174&hovw=228&tx=116&ty=114&page=1&tbnh=146&tbnw=184&start=0&ndsp=16&ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0 http://www.geekologie.com/2009/02/18/scary%20clown.jpg.

i dont think you can change it... ask a mod, thats your best option haha


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First things first- Valen needed to take care of his cuts. He stripped off his armor, and his shirt. He uncorked the vial of healing ichor, and whiffed it. He was skilled in alchemy, and knew that that potion was not spoiled, and still in good condition. He gulped down half the vial’s contents, and used the rest to flush out his wound. He lacked stitches, so he made due by ripping pieces of his shirt off and fastening them around his torso. They stopped the bleeding, but limited his mobility. He needed to get to a healer and patch it up nice and good, and make sure he didn’t have some sort of disease.

He re-equipped his armor, and headed towards the door. He was going to try and sneak his way past the Flesh Golem, and fight only if he had too. Valen was skilled in the art of staying hidden, it is kind of necessary for one running from the theocratic law. He lowered into a crouch and silently moved parallel to the wall. He could not see the creature, nor could he hear its sloshing movements, but he was sure that it had to be nearby.

Valen slowly crept towards the door he came in through, straining his ears for any sign of the Golem. He made it out of the massive chamber, and into the hall. From here, he had to go up a slight of stairs. Doesn’t seem to hard, climbing stairs, but the difficulty is greatly increased when it is nearly pitch black. The Dark Elf was groping his way up the stone steps when he heard the sloshing sound above him. So much for sneaking.

A hideous growl emitted from the darkness and Valen knew he had been spotted. He didn’t have enough time to light a torch, and decided to backtrack into the large chamber when the collided into him, sending him tumbling down the stairs.

Valen lay on his back at the bottom of the steps, disarmed and winded. He could hear the thing sloshing closer, and closer, until a faint glimmer of light from the room behind him caught its form standing above him. The hulking monstrosity raised its clawed hand, for the other was nearly severed from his body, and prepared to strike.

Valen’s crimson eyes darted to the right and caught the glimmer of silver- his sword. All at once, the Dark Elf’s arm shot out, and grabbed hold of the blade’s handle. The Golem shot his arm forward as well, but Valen’s blade knocked it away. He pushed himself off the ground with his free hand, and deflected another deadly blow. And another. And another. By now, Valen was on his feet, parrying the creature’s blows as he backed into the massive chamber.

The Golem shrieked, and lunged forward. Valen quickly sidestepped the charge, and struck the creature on its exposed leg. The silver blade cut through the rotten flesh and muscle with much more ease than his saber. Another shriek issued from the mouth of the Golem- but it was one of pain this time, and not rage.

Valen was about to deliver another strike when the creature swung its massive arm in a backhand motion, nearly clubbing the Dumner’s head off. There was a pause in combat. Valen’s labored breaths meshed with the monster’s course and sickening huffs. The pause ended as abruptly as it had started, and the sound of battle soon replaced the respiration.

The zombie chopped downward with its claws, but Valen stepped back out of arms reach, and with his extra reach, delivered a powerful slash across the beast’s face. It roared in agony, and fell into a heap of rotten flesh. Its undead hand groped its jawless face, searching for the glowing red eyes that Valen had just removed moments ago. With one final strike, the Dark Elf removed the Golem’s head, and smiled as it rolled across the stone floor.

For several minutes Valen stood above the twitching corpse of his undead adversary, catching his breath, and savoring his victory. When he had finally caught he breath, he sheathed his new sword and started the trek out of the ruin. He made good time, with a slight bounce to his step, but as he reached the surface, and met the evening sunlight, he knew he had wasted valuable time.

Where do I go now? He wondered. Maybe he should stop in a city and visit an apothecary, to get his wounds checked out, or maybe try to throw off any assassins by trekking through the woods. The sun slowly sank in the evening sky as he pondered.

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