30 More Hours on Conan Exiles.
Its been a while since I wrote a Surive2Thrive entry, but I assure you it’s not due to lack of surviving and at times thriving!
My most recent foray into the world of survival games takes us to Conan Exiles, I have spent 30 hours in the last 2 weeks scratching out a living from the cursed exiled lands, luckily I was not alone, joined by my tribe of fellow exiles we have begun to carve for ourselves a piece of this land for our very own.
It is always the Hyenas
As always the first real foe I faced was hyenas, it seems that games have that starter foe that causes you dread, in Conan Exiles its hyenas, in Ark Survival Evolved its Raptors, In 7 Days to Die its dogs and in Atlas its wolves, these creatures show up earlier than the truely dangerous foes, but show up early enough that you are wearing grass pants and armed with only a stick or if you are lucky a stone tool.
Thankfully I have learned enough over the last few years to survive the teeth of the Hyena, but that isn’t to say they didn’t almost have me again as they chewed through my friends who were new to Conan Exiles.
Sorry guys, I did try to save you…
Choking on sand, what a way to die.
My first death of this playthrough was to a sandstorm while I was over-encumbered with materials in a “no-build zone”.
As fun as all that sound,s i forgot to mention I was half-dead from a four vs two fight and without any form of shelter, I hadn’t even put down a bedroll!
I died and left my friend (who was new to the game) alone to fend for herself I raced back across the desert hoping my friend survived, and yet somehow she did, defending my fallen body (or looting it, depending who you believe)
I collected my meagre belongings, and we built our first cruddy house on the banks of the south river, it sadly was close to a hostile NPC spawn which resulted in a near comical constant feud with our crazy neighbours who would screech war cries and try to break into our house with their bare fists and stone weapons.
Reminds me of the area I used to live in as a child.
Time to move north.
Finally the time had come to press on to greener pastures, or at least the burning and blinding deserts of E8, with a supply of water and fish, far too many snakes and the occasional short-sighted but in need of anger management classes rhinos, we set about to build our home, and soon we lived in an elegant tier 3 house, little did we know this would be the start of our problems.
Enter the Purge.
My clan and I play on a boosted rates and raised difficulty server hosted by Gportal, and when the purge hits, it comes in like a wrecking ball, as we danced, crafted, tried on outfits and generally goofed around with each other, an announcement came that demons were scouting around, surely we would meet our end?!
With only 5 thralls and 3 players available to face the onslaught we surely through we would meet our end, as I leapt into battle swinging my greatsword with the fury of 10 men, the newer clan members climbed to the roof to rain down death upon our foes, it was a long battle, and by the time it was done we were exhausted supply wise, but we had lived another day.. moments alter another purge triggered, we were the only clan on the server and such were the target of the rapid purges.
Deciding it was time to call it a night we hoped the purge would not be too severe…
Logging in the next day we found roughly half of our armoury was gone, the loot despawned and another of our thralls dead, yet this did not dissuade us from our determination to succeed, rallying our clan we set our taming and capturing thralls, next time the purge hits we shall be ready!
To be continued.
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