Arkona, Halfling Barbarian: Never Mind the Bollocks- The Keep to the Gate
Ok. Let's do this: quick and painful.
Arkona's starting inventory. I love little women with huge shields. That's kind of what I am in real life. I also love disguising my Bag of Holding as a Winter Wolf Bag. I enjoy doing that in real life, too. And that Potion of Clarity? That's like the green smoothie I have right here. Arkona is basically me- except I'm weak, can't fight, and can't pull off a mohawk.
Search and Destroy
Arkona took her early XP in basilisk land. As always, the 64,000 dollar question was whether Korax would paralyze Mutamin before Mutamin could MM Korax. And the winner is?
I Wanna Be Sedated
With a few levels under her belt, Arkona was ready to boldly dual wield through the Sword Coast. Of course, she put most of her enemies to sleep first. The rest we stunned with darts.
Live Fast Die Young
The biggest threat in the early game proved to be Melium. Enemies drink a lot of potions in my install. Oils of Speed are common. When drunk by the right enemies, they can be dangerous. Melium is one of those enemies. Had it not been for my reluctance to counter Meliums Oil of Speed with one of my own, Arkona would have emerged from this encounter unscathed. As it happened, she took serious injury before I caved and quaffed. Once the potion was drunk, a Dart of Stunning took care of the rest.
See No Evil
Just a touch more item and XP farming now. Flesh Golems are the potato chips of the Sword Coast: you can't have just one, but if you eat a whole bag you feel gross.
Arkona got sleepy in the Black Alaric Cave, but not that sleepy: two per customer. They should put a sign up on the door. If they get a door: it's a cave, you know.
Am I the only one who tenses up each and every time Thalantyr casts the Anti-Chickenator? Am I the only one who stares at the screen as though the fate of worlds hangs in the balance? Am I the only one who cries for Melicamp? Who weeps for Melicamp? Am I?
No. I'm not the only one, because I'm not a one: no one weeps for Melicamp. No one cares. He's not even a person: he's a chicken. And he's not even a chicken: he's a pixelated NPC that looks like a chicken. He's not fully realized and his soundest isn't compelling: we are all dispassionate in the face of his death. We just feel cheated out of 2000XP points. How to assuage that pain?
Ok: I'm over it.
Ok: I'm over it twice.
Protection scrolls and the Wand of Sleep beats the Anti-Chickenator. That's the essential truth of early BG1. That and yum, potato chips: golem or ankheg flavor? Or maybe sirine? We don't like to admit it, but it's true.
It's also true that the Greenstone Amulet will protect against Mulahey's Hold Person- assuming you don't mind seeing the spiny-spiny over your head. I actually do mind, which is why I've historically used a Potion of Freedom in addition to the Greenstone in this fight.
Moving on to the Bandit Camp. Arkona used the front assault approach. She was forced to fall back due to a charging Taugosz and an over abundance of ranged fire.
Explosives and a touch of melee finished the job.
Color Me Impressed
After casually jacking the v30 spiders with Rasaad, I expected Arkona to breeze through the v16 ones. I forgot how tough they are. They kicked her butt. Lots of drinking here.
Welcome to Paradise
Paradise is rolling into Cloakwood Mines with a Pro Magic Scroll- especially if your version of SCS doesn't include the lackey horde. Ice arrows for the fire immune Battle Horrors. Axes for the robed doofus.
Drasus was taken down on the way out. Potion of Absorption, missile weapon defenses, and leftover Pro Magic time handled the defenses.
I'll post on the second half of BG1 shortly.