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  • Showing Ordo around, showing around Ordo, and watching him being so happy to sit and greet Dalentarth and even Akara in Gallows End. Quaintly, Fate was reasonable enough to understand that I have earned to keep a souvenir from Alabastra. Whatever he might say, I think he's happy to see the world after so many time in Weconai. 'Look, he felt so cozy that he sat in the cell where Adar was generously housed.
  • Preying for Sir Bones to come back and take Ms. Lorelle out of my Gravehal bebroom. More and more desperately.
  • Watching Cydan and Titarion filling up normal chickens with Maybryn Wine, before using them to play croquet and creating more chicken Overlords. And considering to stop smoking this Prismere Fate Essence of Dust thing whatever Lila says about its benefits.
  • Going on war with the Dvergas just to see if they were going to appear on my doorsteps. Of course they had to send mercenaries, the tricky things.
  • Crying over the Children of Eratell boots, and every inaccessible treasures throughout Dalentarth and Klurikon.
  • Chiseling tiny lorestones in the way of the House of Ballads whether they like it or not. That should teach them not to jest with the title of King. I mean jests can lead to dangerous things for their kin.
  • And finally, having fun with magic around the windows of Amalur.
  • Conclusion of my little adventure withOrdo : bringing him to the Teeth of Naros to make cool selfies was not the cleverest things I had done. My patient fellow had taught me a lot of things during this happy journey. One was that in Reckoning, one little bug could make a merry if unexpected compagnion. Another, less fun, though no less colorful, was that kin had a secret fond spot for live retellings of So many Dumb Ways to Die , or that they were sexually attracted by mortal traps. The Winter Fae actaully fancy flirting with species extinction. I bet they think it makes they feel precious or something. But in the end, bringing him to Naros had been...a dire choice that had nothing to do with Fate and is entirely my responsibility. I had to kill Ordo. I tried to give him some sort of funerals...but I can't say he had much decorum left in the way he sagged on the pedestal of Ethene. And why, may you ask, what demanded the cold blooded murder of such a wonderfully conveignent and fun little twice pointy earred folk? It wasn't because he always enjoyed making my game flee when I tried to hunt by myself, nor because he subbornly refused to put the Santa's Elf costume I had found in a chest at Gorarth, not even because of his hair refusing to aknowledge gravity that would keep other folks asking questions. No the reason was different. The reason is Secandra. That scoundrel who wouldn't help me find a way out of Naros as long as Ordo was around. I swear bringing him back to his people was impossible oh Ordo...so sorry~
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