![]() ![]() I retraced my steps, running back to where those barbarians had jumped me. ![]() ![]() So, naturally, I died, then respawned back at my fiber bedroll, my spawn point, back at home base. One of my arms ended up over here, one of my legs over there. Though I was crouching in the underbrush, they came after me. One swung a stone axe, the other swung a stone pick. There was that time I was attacked by a couple barbarians staring into a campfire. I’ve witnessed-and partaken in-more than one horrifying scenario in Conan Exiles.
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