Say whhhhaaat? Deadrock is Aliverock!?
Aw yeah, here we go.Continue on your journey!
What the hell?
When did that bastard start selling wares again? Can't he tell his cart is far too mangled? And not to mention, no one wants his dirty stuff anyway.
You are The Traveler. An multidimensional bounty hunter with a short temper.
You're not exactly sure who the roped ghost below is, but he must be newdead. The dirty ass to his right is The Salesmen, an oldead waster who threw himself off a cliff. He hocks a lot of unneeded stuff to newdeads who'll trade for them and sells books of imagination. It's a neat book, but it's not like you'd need Psychomancy in the Void.
You're carrying your trusty Lexicon (a book written about the creatures of the Void, the second best underworld seller next to the Necronomicon). As a bounty hunter you should constantly be checking it for more information. You have the latest installment and all of the pages are thankfully there (you don't know why you always remind yourself this, but then, there's always bound to be some stuff).
You have your favorite blade, the Malum Infernum. This demon's blade can swipe away any baddie who had the misfortune to want to die twice. Your other weapon is the Interfectorum, a blunderbuss with twelve rounds. It's a powerful Void-hunter and takes down anything without a pulse.
You also decided to carry a healing elixir. It's full container value is 50, but you've had to take a swig here or there when the going gets really tough. There's still 40 left. Only for dire situations.
You wear a simple garment you found on some newdead's corpse back in the day-o-sphere. You also conceal your face under a bandanna/scarf combo (it serves to hide what you've been told is a hideous face, and also looks cool in the wind). Your eyes are covered in your demi-goggles, a pair of vision enhancers that serve many different functions.
You've been given a job to track one hairy muther-forgeter. Some sort of Eldritch sumbitch, a Tsathoggua. This bastard carries a heavy price on his head if you can catch one alive, though he is quite nasty.
And so, as Deadrock returns for another go, I tenderly ask you, reader, the age old question...What do?