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@ManicManiac I'm really grateful you two were there to help out. I was about to give up on seeing the rest of the story. I feel like I've set everything to minimum, so, I'm not sure what else I can turn off to improve fps. Stay warm out there... You too! I'll take that coffee and that lovely fire. I'm giving deadman another shot and warmth in safety sounds enchanting.

@ManicManiac I checked the frame rate. You are correct. It really is horrible, as low as 10 - 12, but when the screen is loading it said 52. The recording looks really bad; when I'm playing ,the screen is smooth and not lagging. I turned off the shadows and set everything on low. It didn't help as it raised to about 16 fps. Strange too since my computer actually isn't a hunk of garbage. @ThePancakeLady You are my saviour in the long dark. I've activated this feature and won the struggle 1st try. I'm going to keep it as I don't like breaking my mouse in general. I've heard people using that feature to hold the button and searched the settings all over, but I didn't know it's in the accessibility tab. I was looking in other settings. I feel like falling over, that fight was so hard.

I made a video. Not a really good fight (lag from recording too). But it shows the white bar not moving.

@ManicManiac Thanks for responding, I'm using windows 10 desktop, firefox. How do I check my frame rate?

I looked around the threads and forums, and it seems there is a bug or a serious problem with the white bar. When I fight the bear, no matter how fast I click, the white bar doesn't fill up. It hardly ever budges and doesn't even fill 10% even if I use both hands for the mouse button clicks. In spite of that the game ends the fight, favourably or not, when it's better then the bear doesn't cause blood loss after two attacks. I repeated the procedure and a few times managed to fight off the bear three times, but he doesn't seem hurt and keeps coming back at me. In terms of other problems, he always pulls a spear out of my hands and sometimes the spear drops inside the terrain, that's frustrating especially if you fight him off twice and he's charging 3rd time and the spear literally fell through the ground and you can't find it. I suspect it is so because a couple of times I spotted only a small fragment of its handle sticking out of the snow. Lastly, I had the bear recharge my character several times (never mind before he picks up from the ground) but basically I still had a black screen where it said which injuries Will sustained. So, I hear the bear mauling me again before the black screen even goes away. That's really uncool when the bear jumps on you before the game allows your character to respond to controls and begin looking for the spear. In any case, right now the fight is plain screwed up and no win, and I can't continue playing the scenario because it's probably bugged or set up to ridiculously difficult level.

Hello, I've heard that to take down the old bear you need to fight max 3 times. I fought off the bear in his cave 3 times with a spear, not where he rolls me around in dirt, but when I'm stabbing him back. After the 3rd fight he came back FOURTH time at me. He didn't die after 3rd fight. This fragment is a pain in the arse because the bear mauling animations cannot be skipped when you know your run is bad. Watching how a pixel bear is mauling you forever and even is NOT interesting, it's frustrating and boring. Not to mention, I don't appreciate breaking my mouse with 10000000000000 clicks. Anyway, did anyone have that happen before? How do you win this? Even if you hide from him to stop blood loss, you can't really recover health anyway. There is no way Will can get mauled so many times.

I didn't just evade him, as op posted, the wolf yelped and luckily for me ran in the the opposite direction up the path. He got frightened off. In terms of jumping, it's pretty much true that it has a chance to evade wildlife in general, though, not a guarantee either. I've had plenty of instances where wolves simply took the longer and safer route down the path, but hadn't lost me and zoned in seconds after I tried to escape them, but when you're running for your life a delay in becoming lunch is good too. Not to mention the grand possibility of dying yourself taking cliff dives. In this case, it wasn't a far drop, those were just boulders rather than a cliff and I dropped into a pile of snow below, lucky is lucky hence just minor damage via torn clothes.

I had a wolf run away from me on Loper difficulty a few times when I jumped off a ledge or a cliff next to it. It seems jumping off things makes noise that startles them or they just don't like the sound of something falling out of the sky. I was in DP going down the path that leads from Church to the highway when I pretty much bumped into a wolf nose to nose. Before it could eat me, I steered sharp right and took a dive off the boulders. This action scared him as much as he scared me.

Been labeling various difficulty levels for fun with TLD smilies we've got, I think there are more difficulty lvls though. pilgrim easy peachsy voyager my first experience stumbling through the new long dark like moving with a lantern at night stalker awooo interloper brrr i'm freezing, where's my hat sleepwalker better learn to sniper bunnies or starve deadman warmth is life Cinderella it's gonna be a loooong night waiting for prince charming

Having licked my wounds sufficiently and eaten a good portion of the cattails stock, I climbed down the rope and went back to the deer cave. Some firewood had to be left on the cliff due to all the stuff I've been carrying. Dropping off most wolf pelts to cure, I relocated the deer meat abandoned in snow by an extinguished campfire around the lake, which luckily hadn't been nommed by the plentiful wolves that were sneaking around. The following morning I moved past the lakes. The wolves were absent and the crow calls announced another visitor in the area, strolling around early morning and feeling more comfortable than I was with the -40C temperatures. Not wanting the risk of running into the noms inclined wildlife, I went back to the cave where I built cozy fire. Comfortable and protected by its blaze, I took a seat on a cured wolf pelt and looked at the valley beyond. Yes, the feeling was penetrating down to my bones, the spring was coming. I saw it in the blue-ish mist thinly veiling the air and in the sway of the plucked rosehip bushes. My mind drifted, forging new plans. I will soon undertake a perilous journey back to Milton before the rivers and lakes become unfrozen and block the way out. At the trailer, I will craft a fancy wolf jacket. Perhaps, I will find a hammer in one of the Milton corners. I will descend into the vast ravine and emerge in the Muskeg to forge those arrowheads once and for all. If not then the spring will be warm enough to undertake the dangerous journey to Pleasant Valley where I could reclaim my two hammers. The Desolation Point forge is just at hot. The seasons will cycle back to another winter and I will meet it again, better armed and better prepared. With these thoughts the evening spread its shadowy wings over the Hushed River Valley and I went to sleep. There I met my 100th long dark night. @BareSkin Good Ser, Challenge Completed! 😊 100 days SW0

Thank you, I'm glad you're enjoying the read. HRV has so much valuable stuff tucked in various corners, including moose satchel, though on easier modes, and you do need a hatchet to find it all, but it's so worth the time exploring.

I've eaten lots of deer meat and journeyed to the Monolith Lake. The trees around it bore the markings of a Moose, yet, as I claimed a cozy cave behind a waterfall and spent a few days climbing peaks around the area, Mr Big Shot never showed up. The cave I found belonged to another survivor a real trooper who could beat wolves with rocks since there was a wolf pelt and guts on the cave floor and another dead wolf in the cave. Though it seemed man and wolf have traded the fatal blows and sadly this man no longer was able to share his survival story with me. To my delight, the filled belly prompted the well fed buff to appear, very useful hence I found another prybar, a hacksaw, and wolf skin pelts, the space for my inventory was overflowing quite a bit. I intended to return to the cave where I had left the unfinished deer by taking a long climb down the rope, but on the way a blizzard had overtaken me. Stumbling and disoriented, I bumped into a cave system still unexplored. I got drenched by the inner waterfall and found a hidden cache that had three clothing items, most useful since my last two cloth pieces were used up to repair my bedroll, while some clothing items had dropped under 70% I've been at HRV for a while, coming past day 90. Then joy of joys, I suddenly saw another wolf on the cave floor, this would be a 3rd wolf pelt for someone who had no arrows to hunt any wolves! Having taken the pelt, my survivor moved on. Eventually discovering a different cave exit. Up on the hill not far from the entrance there was another dead wolf! Four pelts is a jacket, I thought merrily and skinned the wolf by a blazing fire. The morning was bright. Having climbed up some roots and then hacked my way through a line of bushes, I soon saw the rope and a way to circle back to my deer meat cave. But, first I had to collect my wolf skins left to dry. The fire where I had cooked the wolf was still burning. I approached hoping to find warmth, but instead found disaster. My foot slipped and I stepped into the fire. My survivor screamed as I valiantly struggled to get away from the burning flame. STUCK! I jerked this way and that trying to get away as my health plummeted alarmingly! Finally, the stones entrapping me let me go and I stumbled away with forty percent health. Luckily, there was rosehips tea and bandages in my inventory to sooth the burn. Hissing in pain, I stumbled towards the cave and hid inside to build another fire for more rosehips tea brewing and then worked on repairing my damaged clothes and health. It would have been foolish to perish so close to my goal. It was best to not move from the spot and hideout until my health was better. Though the winds yet grew colder, each day bearing -40C temperatures, I sensed a change in the winds, a slight hope. Perhaps, the weather was throwing it all out there, a test of endurance, before it would grace us with the first stirrings of spring. I certainly hoped so. I waited.

I didn't stay in Milton long. More like passed it by on the way to the Hushed River Valley. The Orca gas station was guarded by three wolves. This meant, I literally crawled on my stomach all the way to Milton, somehow ending up on top of the hill where a solitary house stands. That's where I spent the night. The risk had paid off, my inventory was filled with zero percent peaches and dog food from the gas station, plus one more can at the house. I rather welcomed a -66C blizzard next morning. I had been eaten too many times beside this house by wolfy residents. I rolled down the hill as fast as I could, trying my best to end up in town and not at the river. As short as my trip was to the nearest house, I still almost turned into icicle. Reinforced by a couple of hours of sleep and better weather, I ran across the bridge to Church, pursued out of town by the local population. With only a short stop at the trailer, I proceeded to the connecting cave system and the wondrous sights of the Hushed River Valley, beautiful and deadly. My aim was to gather cattails along the Stairsteps lake and return with a filled stomach, however, the change in weather and encroaching cold pushed me to seek shelter in the depth of this wilderness, eventually finding a secure cave surrounded by thistle. There I spent a number of nights, surveying the area and harvesting, well aware, that I was running past the 80th day. Some night were blizzards and some filled with stars. Soon the area was depleted and while thinking about the comforting lights of Milton housing, my survivor also sought food more plentiful at the HRV than a few stale cans at the city. Eventually, she stealthed away from wolves that began appearing regularly and closer to the cave each day, and followed the river and up the rope. Another open cave greeted my survivor, meanwhile, the wolves have taken down a deer. While the wolf was persuaded by fire to abandon his dinner, he employed helping paw from another wolf and together they kept peering over the nearest snowdrifts and waiting for the night to fall. I've taken and cooked as much as I could from the deer, but the night prompted me to return to the shelter of the cave, except, it turned out to be a challenging enterprise. As soon as I began walking away from the fire, torch in hand, I heard multiple growls from various directions, more the creepier because I was surrounded by minor hills and unable to see the source. Eventually I started another fire to keep the threat at bay. Yet, growls in the dark continued. The risk was taken to back away with the torch from the fire, hoping to reach the cave and not stumble right into a wolf. Eventually I was safe and pleased having taken a lot of meat from that deer, yet, one could never be too safe in the long dark and I had to keep moving day to come.

The Muskeg greeted me with a bunch of snow and a wolf chasing me down the railway line. A started fire quickly convinced him to take a hike. From then on my survivor took her time gathering cattails and ducking out of wolf and bear sight, eventually starting a warm up fire inside the red wagons. The day was in decline when she continued her journey towards the Mystery Lake. The sky turned green calling for an Aurora. Dusk calling closer and closer, I hurried to cross the boundary into the ML, advancing down the tracks where a welcome party was already waiting for me. I scared off the wolf, but the troublesome furball fled in the direction of the lake cabin, prompting me to dodge him again until I finally slammed the cabin door shut. I had left ML with four flare gun shells and one loaded. I came back with an empty inventory and one last shell inside the flare gun. ML cabin didn't have much in terms of food, but it was rich in cured deer pelts and most importantly many guts. The fishing huts were right there. I spent the next day trying to fill my belly, and wasn't entirely satisfied, having caught two 450 cal fishes in five hours. Tired, when I headed for the small lake cabins at the end of the day, a blizzard swept in and took a stab at getting me lost. Go figure which way to go in this even if the cabins are really close by. The following day, fishing was a lot more successful and I even had one fish leftover. It was tempting to remain at the camp office and fish for twenty more days. Yet, I couldn't help but be ill at ease about the previous day experience and couldn't entirely rely on fishing, knowing that I've never gotten those arrowheads done. Not to mention, the coal pile was under twenty pieces, while the days grew colder yet. After short consideration I took off in the direction of the Hunter's Cabin. Having snuck past a few obstacles, my trip was short and soon I was ready to push onwards to the wolfy lights of the big city - Milton. I viewed its picnic area from the other side of the cliffs ready to head down the rope. At the bottom of the rope, I caught and skinned a couple of rabbits, taking shelter in a cozy cave. Having gathered a few mushrooms around the area, I saw the hint of Aurora in the clouds and admired the view off the cliffs for a brief instant before collecting more sticks. Aurora meant wolves. A big fire was due for the night so none of them would risk venturing into my cave. The following morning I found no sign of wolves. The weather was glamorous. Heading for the rope, I spotted two rabbits begging to be eaten, thus the climb was postponed to catch them and cook them. I chuckled and hippedy hopped in glee when the last cooked rabbit piece promoted me to become the master of master chefs! I am the best cook ever in this frozen wasteland! The first thing this glamorous cook did was eat a pack of 0% sardines found on the cave floor. There was a newly appeared wolf waiting not far from the cave entrance, but I just laughed at him as I snuck by. I had skinned and laid to cure four rabbit pelts and four guts, dealing with all the stinky stuff prior to his arrival. Without much further ado, I grabbed onto the rope, fully resolved to face the dangers of Milton.

The blizzard kept strong the following morning. An idea snuck inside my brain that while I hadn't cooked them, I had managed to remove four 1kg chunks of deer meat before the weather set in. These four raw pieces were on the ground for the taking. Since I am braver than wolves when it comes to blizzards, I sprinted out. Trading minor health and clothes damage for great meals, I pounced on the meat and dragged all of it away in one go. As the wind beat savagely against the maintenance shed, the barrel fire cracked merrily, roasting the meat. In the evening, when I stepped to the outer office to refrigerate my meat, the front yard wolves came with a bark to peek through the door. While I was temporarily safe with plenty of resources, I was also sieged. Two front yard wolves, three lakes wolves with the bear and the most dangerous ninja wolf in the forest behind the yard. That forest has so many stumps, logs, small hills, grass and protrusions. Spotting him is next to impossible. I only hear him once he barks and run hopeful it's not into his awaiting mouth. As I was briefly safe, I threw the torch at the wolves through the window and took delight in them scuttling off. The torch shone prettily in the dark. The thoughts about the deer kept dangling around in my head. Unless the wolves got to him there was still 2.7kg meat calling out to my stomach. Finally, I braved sneaking out of the yard and climbed a slanted tree to survey the area. There, I spotted that sneaky ninja wolf. Nose to the ground, he ventured right for the fence and disappeared inside the backyard, shutting off my escape route. A pack of crows captured my attention. I went to investigate in hopes it wasn't a bear. The find was a deer that still had 0.7kg meat left. I made fire next to it, eventually moving on to my initial target. As I wandered how I could return and get past the ninja wolf, I was looking at the lake visible between the trees. There seemed to be no wolf activity. Once the deer was cooked, I ventured out to investigate. There was a bear wandering around the lake, but all tree wolves have suspiciously disappeared. Oh well. The opportunity presented itself to grab all cattails from the half of the lake not occupied by the bear. Then my thoughts went to the guts curing inside the little cave. Without the arrowheads, I sure needed many fishing rods. Hurray, hurray! The guts were cured indeed! I ran past the hunter lodge wolves again, warmed up and deployed a rope from a rock that led to the bear cave. Ignoring the wolves, I looked into the mesmerising distance and admired the hues of the late afternoon. I slept a night at the cabin, shredded lots of curtains and climbed down the rope. The lake trio pack was still missing. Getting around the bear, led me to another deer and a solo wolf taking some interest in guarding it. Can't pass by 0.9kg of meat. Once that was cooked and the wolf was left scowling, I advanced along the lake gathering cattails, when I saw the ninja wolf coming down the path from the maintenance yard. Yessss! I hurried to use the free path, but that bugger saw me from great distance and gave chase. The yard was far enough to deplete the stamina bar. The snapping teeth were right on my heels when I crashed inside the barn side entrance. Once two pieces of the deer meat remained I arranged and rearranged my inventory, eventually giving up on a couple of useful items in favour of lighter load, even though there was still too much weight. On day 81 my survivor peered out the outer office door and with the baited breath listened for any stray footsteps hidden in the wisps of wind. Nothingness. I regarded each snowdrift and stood on my tiptoes to peek over the nearest snowdrifts. Seeing nothing. I began walking in this stillness. Moved past the cars, looking this way and that skittishly, reached the gate and stepped past its bounds. Encountering nothing. Safe? I thought. And that's where a furry farewell wolf wagon came rushing down the mountain slope like an avalanche, covering the distance between us in seconds. Another wolf sprung up from a snowdrift, cutting off my escape route to the truck. The battle of the big fire, tossed torches and flare gun shells went on for a while until my survivor miraculously rolled inside the truck. Three wolves went meh and trotted away in search of an easier breakfast that doesn't shoot fire bolts. The other two made themselves comfortable patrolling the truck and peeking into the windows. Eventually, something down the tracks caught their interest and as they moved to sniff it out, I popped a flare and jumped out of the truck at full sprint. Both buggers saw that and gave chase, stalking me all the way past the locomotive where I eventually lost them by jumping over a fence. My survivor climbed the avalanche barrier promptly and headed towards the Muskeg, trying to get home in one piece.

The Wolfy Railroad greeted me appropriately. There were two wolves guarding the locomotive. I had to activate the flare gun to shoot myself out of a tight corner. Upon the maintenance yard approach, from the top of the hill, I spotted two wolves hanging around on the left side of the premises. I crouched behind some snowdrifts on the right hand side and then used sprint to fly inside the shed. Having searched the place the following day, I discovered five metal pieces. No hammery hammer or hacksaw. At least 17% sardines didn't poison me and there was another very nice can of beans at 81% It seemed in order to make the arrowheads I was doomed to visit the hunting lodge. Sneaking out of the maintenance yard was a hairy affair. My stamina wasn't eternal and the yard wolves were more than happy to tag the lake wolf team to chase me until they got metal fence slammed into their faces. Catching my breath and freezing I dragged my feet uphill, hoping there won't be a moose. I made a great stop at a small cave and made a fine meal of a deer by its entrance, plus a caught bunny. The hunter lodge wolves were also hungry to meet me and once more I made leg, slamming another door on the hairy muzzles, at the dying brink of the sun entering safety. As hungry as those wolves were, I was hungrier. Since the moose was on vacation, I made myself comfortable in the middle of their lake, making bbq of their deer the following day. There were going to be no arrowheads. The lodge had no heavy hammer. My best find were wool socks. A can of peaches hidden in the corner was at 4% Since even hunger wouldn't prompt me risking it, I departed, heading back to the small cave as I hoped to find another deer in that direction down the path. One of the lake wolves followed. He crossed the tree bridge and entered the cave behind me. It took a couple of fires to drive him out of this enclosure. Once that was over, I did indeed find another deer and spent a good night at the cave. There were three guts still not cured at my little cave. Sneaking them out proved non doable as three wolves were guarding the wooden bridge. I left the guts behind and snuck along the cliff edge, mountain goating down to the river and attempting to circle around them. But the wolves saw through this clever strategy and gave one hairy chase. Once my stamina ran out, I used fire accelerant. This is where they pinned me down, all three taking turns sneaking up on the fire. As soon as one runs, there is another, preventing me from doing the same. Eventually I made another fire several steps back to make distance between me and the lake. Suddenly, a deer shot past us and one wolf redirected taking it down only a few feet away. Annoyed by their harassment as well as thinking close hungry future, I went on the offensive and advanced with a torch. The wolf dropped into defence stature and growled. I started another fire, forcing him on the run. More logs and coal were added gleefully for a very big fire. The wolves began howling pitifully, out of the forest came a fourth wolf and kept trying to sneak up on my back as I continued prying large chunks of this deer off. I cooked two when a blast of cold wind took out the fire and a blizzard swept away all wolves like a tidal wave. Gleeful and laughing into the freezing shards of the wind, I grabbed two cooked deer pieces and ran for the maintenance shed. Met by no one.

My adventure continues after all this time. My survivor climbed Signal Hill and from there checked the Winding River for harvestables and loot without entering the Hydro Dam. Meanwhile, a couple of deer hides and guts cured. Upon return to the Farmhouse, I crafted deer skin pants, as well as a bow with lots of shafts. I had feathers too. The only ingredient missing were the arrowheads. At this point I ran into a doozie because I've began this run all the way before the update and for the life of my couldn't remember where I've left those arrowheads. Most likely the Coastal since it was my temporary main base, I've decided. As I finished crafting the pants as well, the cabin fever snuck up on me nastily and my choice to travel was solidified. It was past afternoon and heavy snow was falling, but since the weather has been either blizzard or snow, and it wasn't too cold (only -28C) I was going to take it. I didn't get very far, only to Heartbreak Bridge, when I saw a barn and a deer beside it. The thing with PV is that I always struggle for food greatly. You need to walk a thousand miles and freeze half to dead before finding even a skinny rabbit. My entire game were 11 cattails, which is fairly miserly in this mode. It only takes 14 mins with hatchet to pry the meat off and then I can cook it in this shed and warm up, I figured. Before full sunset, I should be able to make it to the big Red Barn. As I started grabbing the meat, Pleasant Valley has decided to remind me that this is PV where the weather is either trying to kill you or REALLY trying to kill you. The blizzard jumped my bones. Oh well, only 14mins. I went inside the shed and built a big fire to combat the temperature. The meat cooked nicely and it could have been a passable night, except the wind changed direction and blew out the fire viciously and it made sure 9mins left so I couldn't pull out a torch or drop another stick in to get one. I retreated to the opposite end of the barn and built another big fire. Then chanced sleeping an hour since fatigue was nipping a bit, and woke up full bar temp drop with a blown out fire and another change in the wind direction. I ran back to my previous fire spot and built another fire only to have the wind change direction again and try anew to murder me. I chanced peeking outside and considered running back to the Farm as it wasn't far, but the chances were almost non existent to even follow the road. It was a deep night already and the blizzard was -58C. So I went back to my fire spot number two. At this point I had no more accelerants or good sticks for fire building, just reclaimed wood and a firestriker. The fire failed 7 times to start, then it did reluctantly. I threw all of my remaining wood into it only to discover that even with the tea buff the temp is -2C and of course there wouldn't be a single stick around the barn even if the storm tears down tonnes of them away from my location. I am doomed to stumble around in the blizzard after all, I've decided. And then.... there was silence... I looked up and saw no more slanted curtain of snow. The temp by the fire reluctantly went to positive 2 degrees sipping minor warmth into my bones. I let it warm me up and in the middle of the night followed the highway to the Red Barn hoping I won't get lost in the dark. Back to the Farmhouse was surely a hungry death. At long last, the dim outlines of the barn, almost indistinguishable in the heavy snowfall, appeared and the truck felt like the most comfortable bed ever. However, the cabin risk fever had not gone away as I entered and rose once more for taking this luxury when I gathered my many possessions, even if the load was much lighter after burning all the wood, and I moved on. The snowfall was heavy again like the previous day, but no other obstacles appeared in my way. I heard many wolf howls far in the distance. I found no food at all in the rural store and crossed the bridge past a small house on the left towards a fire barrel. The pesky wind won't be able to extinguish this fire! I gathered the sticks around the area along with six cattails by the river and mushrooms and built a fire. It seemed the healing would set in at last when another blizzard attacked me. Without coal, the temperature next to the barrel dropped to -18C. The blood cabin fever risk was still clinging to my bones. I checked my inventory, discovering enough items to build a snow shelter. In the middle of the night I ran out of firewood once more and the barrel fire went out dropping the temperature in the shelter into negative double digits again. I sighed and ran for the small house nearby. At least the cabin fever risk diminished to 4%. When I woke up next morning, the following sight greeted me. Believe not this beauty for it is deceiving. The air was -39C. I followed the highway towards the connecting Coastal mine. A small cave before the road takes a sharp turn uphill appeared with a single bunny, the first I've seen in days, hopping around. A very skittish bunny. After the update, I found it easier to toss rocks at them, but my skills are still abysmal. I barely caught him. Snowflakes began falling from the sky. The cave had three coal, giving me lots of happy. I cooked the bunny and heard the unmistakable blizzard howl. Luckily it was short lived and allowed me to resume course to the mine in a few hours all warmed up. The following day found me hungry and rapidly taking big leaps down the hill towards the lake and fishing huts. Two teas left in my inventory weren't going to last long enough to plough a hole in the ice. At least I combed through the mine and found more coal than I could carry. In five hours of fishing caught two small ones and got a sad. Either the fishing was nerfed or after sixty days in the game the sustainable resources are starting to dwindle. Spent a blizzard night in the same hut enjoying all that toasty coal and fished some more, this time filling my belly enough to get moving. My stomach was near empty too and I kept eyeing the deer scattered across the ice thinking how I have this nifty bow I'm carrying around, but no arrow to take them down. I searched trailers, I searched houses, I searched the orca gas station barely dodging a moose, a bear and a wolf all parked by its entrance. It has taken me a few days of wandering and scant fishing to realise that most likely I had carried those arrowheads to Mystery Lake since my long term plan had been gradually moving there once I assembled essential stuff at Coastal. The trail up to Dodger's cabin and the Ravine treated me friendly and with a good amount of food: cattails, rabbits and deer were fair game. I also found birch bark and counted it as a usable resource. I had started this game before it was introduced, but now that it's here it seems a folly to ignore. I spent a night in a cave as the sky turned pink and the evening descended. At the entry of ML I was greeted by another Moose hanging out by the HD river. Once more I wished to have my arrowheads to test my luck. I searched the trailers, searched the main campground cabin, eventually moving across the map to Trapper's, my last hope. The arrowheads have evaporated. I found none in ML or Coastal. Sighing and prompted by a half empty stomach, I scraped together few metal pieces and after another blizzard headed for the Muskeg. The Muskeg was half foggy and half heavy snowing as I weaved a complicated path across, eventually ending up at Spencer's with 9 metal pieces on hand. Hurray, I was going to shout and then remembered that my heavy hammer, two of them in fact, were left behind in Pleasant Valley. Running around the barn just in case proved useless. There was no heavy hammer in sight. Here I paused, scratching my head on Day 70. There I stood by the furnace warming up and contemplating how I had left my bow in ML due to weight, heavy hammers in PV and here I was with the metal pieces at Muskeg. I've read a survival book, found by the forge, until nightfall. Spent the night at Spencer's. And headed for Broken Railroad the following morning, hunger taunting once more.

😂 I have determined that making long term videos isn't my gift, but I figured I could try capturing a small fragment of my game play. I tried Cinderella challenge again. This time starting in Desolation Point. I got inside Scruffy's cave and found him at home. Couldn't turn my back on all this deer meat. I did need to survive for 20 days and DP isn't exactly resource rich, especially without hammer to make a bow. So sorry not sorry Scruffy but I want your dinner. I got eaten on the way back to the trailer by his pal though. Scruffy stands avenged and my second Cinderella went pushing up the snowdrifts.

I find it silly whenever I'm anticipating one type of death incoming and end up with a different death. For example, I was lost and freezing in HRV. My health was in red. Due to this blurry, spinning vision my survivor walked off a cliff and died via fall, though, I had been anticipating death by cold. 😅

🙄 Uhhhh yea guys, sorry to say, I will not be recording anymore videos. It's just not my thing. I began recording more and for some reason the video decided to stop doing it 30mins in so I've lost a bunch of stuff. In terms of a run, I went out of the ice caves. The area is closed off, you must have a hatchet to hack through bushes, so I went down the rope to a lake. There was a bear. I snuck around him to grab cattails and tried getting back up the rope to sleep in a closed cave where you don't need a fire. Also, I didn't see any cave to hide in and I was freezing. Turned out, the hill was too steep to reach the bottom of the rope again, so down you go but no up. While I was trying to climb this hill I got a sprain. I drank red tea to dull the pain, but I had no bandage and I wasn't willing to shred my clothes that I might need to fix the bedroll later. So, I had no choice but to limp/sneak past the bear again and keep limping along freezing while the snow began falling heavier and heavier then I saw and heard few wolves and had to get past those too. Eventually I found a cave where I slept and waited out a blizzard by reading fully a survival book. Then I went out to find more food and firewood. Although the blizzard stopped it was -32C and I kept freezing every two seconds, so, at the end of the day I actually didn't have enough firewood to last a night in an open cave. I had to bite the bullet and hacksaw two cedar limbs in this nice weather which brought my health to 15%. Then I went back to the cave for the night and found out about the video. Then I got frustrated and deleted those 30mins too. Then a number of days later, I gave this recording another shot. At this point my Cinderella was in 15% health on day 5 waiting out another blizzard in the same cave and feeding on cattails and mushroom teas. After the blizzard ended, I ended up with 2 coal and no firewood at all. It is Hushed River Valley, so, no matter how much time I spend on this map, I'm always lost. I wanted to leave the open cave and find indoor cave because the firewood cost was too difficult to maintain. Of course the game began lagging like shite again during the recording. Anyway, while traveling I found a deer and cedar log nearby. Used it to start fire and used hacksaw to get 1.5 kg off. It only took 15mins, but as I did the wind came in and blew out the fire, not that it was warming me up, it was -16C and coal time wasn't there yet. Didn't let me light the torch either. I was of course without sticks again and close to freezing and wind wouldn't let me start another fire anyway. I had no idea where the cave I just left was. So I ran around frantically searching for sticks and eventually ran into another deer and a dead guy near. The dead guy had wool socks and maple hat. I wound have been happy, except now my health got red. I started a fire in that small enclosure next to the dead guy which was windproof from a couple of sides. Used my 2 coal and slept 4h. This didn't raise my health from the red zone. Still had 1.5h on the fire, tried the deer trick again. Pried miserly 0.5kg off, which took 5mins. Put it on the fire and immediately wind changed direction and blew out the fire. So with the red health flashing I tried crossing what looked like a shallow ravine, opposite of the way I came, except turned out behind this small elevation there is a cliff steep down, difficult to discern with the screen blurring and spinning. I successfully flopped down and died due to injuries, beating wolves and freezing death to getting to me. I will re-start Cinderella challenge, maybe post in ss and writing all the progress, but no more youtube for me. I've gots no patience of nasteh evil lag or technical thingies.

Thank you. Is this streaming online at the same time as playing like Twitch?

Thank you. 😊 I also found the talking and playing at the same time tricky. It is easier when the screen is loading or once you've made a decision and are walking for example, but in micro management tasks I end to get thrown off mid sentence like when instead of wind blowing the fire out... I said something else blew it out. I have windows 10 and I'm using the xbox for recording. The choices were 60 and 30, which was set at 30. The capture was set to recommended (I think it was 720). Watching a video with lag is not as fun either hence the camera jerks. This is not visible in game, but in video the first few minutes have some kind of picture deterioration. I googled the problem and tried my best to fix it without any luck. do you know the quality settings and are recording to your fastest hard drive if you have multiple? I don't know this part. I'll be happy to record the continuation if someone is interested in the story, but I'm afraid at this moment the quality will be the same.

Hey guys, I began playing new Interloper series based on the challenge I devised for BareSkin. The rules have been modified slightly. The challenge is called Cinderella. Survive 20 days on each map. When you're moving to a new map, you can only take 1 can and 1 item of your choice with you. I also figured this would be a good time to learn how to record my games and post them on youtube. I've been able to record one fragment, however, when I am playing and recording at the same time the game lags horrendously. I checked all over how to fix it and found no solution. Nonetheless, it seemed a shame to waste the first video and an interesting start to the game, but I won't be recording the following parts since there is too much lag. I might continue recording this run in writing and screenshots if it becomes of interest to anyone. Here it is. https://youtu.be/uHxHbOzDMHE