Ripped my shirt on a wood wall (what kind of village do we live in that still has wood walls? Lazy builders). Anyway, a barbarian offered me his shirt and then he and all the other barbarians laughed. Ha ha, very funny. So I pounded him once – not enough to really hurt him, but just enough to hurt him a little. (I could tell because that weird status bar appeared over his head and went down a little).
It felt good at the time, but then I felt bad afterwards. Now, thinking about it more, I’m starting to feel good again.