Hmm, killed the master of the house but died in the process. Keep thinking there may be a better ending but have not found it yet. Quite an enjoyable game, interesting to puzzle out the best path.
Woo! Made it to the good ending, having read the comments that the other people had left about how to finish it properly lol. Good work on writing this, was fun to play! :D
There is not more that happens if you get lucky enough to find the ring in the Well. It's especially sad that if you take the correct path, you miss the Well altogether!
Fighting all four Champion Fire Demons at once was a bit rough. Perhaps the Hreinleika's effects aren't properly calculated: only 2 stamina was coming off for each hit, and their skill stayed the same.
there is a secret behind the Hreinleika axe that can be learned from a certain source. If you want to know where, let me know and I'll put the answer in the spoiler box. Otherwise the divine axe merely wounds them normally whereas ordinary weapons are ineffectual!
A late reply to Babap's post during July: it wasn't actually the protagonist's home, the player's character was newly arrived to the area on 'business' with Scott and Jimmy (who were associates both local to the area). Terry turned out to be the brother of
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Nel, a district nurse as described in 'House of Hell' entry 209 (with illustration). I'm certain I got her name from FF archives although perhaps it's made-up, I can't remember now.
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It's possible he lived either locally or from some distance away yet endeavoured to find his missing sister, but by now resolved to avenge her. Whatever the case, he joined forces with Richard Ettingley, an aristocrat from a wealthy estate that has a long history of rivalry with the Drumers. With the player's quest concluded (entry 400), and haunted by the loss of his friend Scott, and all the horrors, he decides to leave the area for good.
Robert Douglas Sat Nov 4 01:50:35 2017 General Chat
It's November in UK and I'm still going barefoot. Very cold! I'm hoping to acclimatize my feet to the weather. There was an American who lived in the 1930's (if I remember rightly) and he went barefoot all year round. Not sure if I can match up to his stoicism.