text: You resent that the rest of the village is so quick to agree to such an idea without bothering to consult you first, but these creatures carried off your sister and they are going to have to pay for that.  Besides, this shit has to stop.  You inform Brandolf that you agree and he smiles warmly. 
  
   
  "Thank you young one, you are certainly bold to undertake such a suicidal mission."
  
   
  "Well, what choice do I have right?"
  
   
  He hands you the vial of poison, a short sword, a longbow, and a quiver of basic iron arrows.  For once, some of the people of the village actually look at you with respect but then you realize that they are commenting on how stupid you must be under their breath.  The ingrates!  Still, you need to focus on the task at hand.  Brandolf reminds you that the Craxil will be larger that the other creatures and that you should seek to evade rather than engage its underlings.  At this point, you realize you have a problem...
  
   
  You stink!  The stench of swine manure spreads forth like body odor of a sweaty fat girl and you realize you are going to have to do something about this if you expect to succeed in your quest.  The council members may be used to it as this is a farming community, but the creatures almost certainly will not be.  You are going to have to consider how you are going to go about dealing with this issue.
  
   
   
  > You roll Around In Mud And Grass So You Smell More "Earthy"... Like The Monsters Do
  You reason that many of the monsters that come down from the mountainside smell a bit "earthy" so you try rolling around in the mud and grass to try and acheive that same smell for yourself.  Unfortunately, it doesn't mask the stench of the hog manure that still stains your pants and boots.  It isn't long before the humunculi are aware of your presence.  The villagers got to see their hero pounced on and torn apart before he even got out of sight range.  Too bad.
  
   
  
   
  THE END