I spent the day farming Oyotomi, in The Village of Sorrow.
I'm now Helephant-bent on getting a sword, and after doing a bit o' homework, decided that Ol' Oyo would probably be my best bet. Having recently watched The Friendly Necromancer's video of farming Yeva Spiderkeeper for his hat, all I could see, in my mind..
et cetera, et cetera, ad naseum,
I started losing track of which spells I had cast, the battles all bleeding together. It's no that he was a hard fight, on the contrary, I was consistently "one-shotting" him. It's the push of determination, meeting the wall of "the grind". I even started having a conversation with Oyotomi, In reminisent shades of Wiley and Sam, :
G'morning, Oyotomi (as I cast Feint)
'Morning, Autumn. (as he casts Death Blade)
How's things with you? (as I cast Curse)
Good, good...you? (as he casts Dark Sprite)
Can't complain. You know, your voice is sounding a little rough. (As I cast Death Prism)
Well, I'm dead, and KingsIsle stuck me out here in the open. The dead don't heal too well, so once you catch a cold... (as he casts Death Trap)
Oh, sorry to hear that. So, hey, why don't you just drop me a sword? (as I cast Death Trap)
Oh, c'mon, Autumn, you know the rules, I can't just do that. As he cast Deathblade)
Yeah, I know. Doesn't hurt to try right? (as I cast Deathblade)
Hey, kid, "A for effort" (as he casts Weakness)
Well, ok, then. See you again in a minute, k? (As I cast Wraith)
Sure, Autumn, see you in a minute. Enjoy your Shoes of Music, hahahahaha (as he withers under a 2361 point combo.)
Curse you, Oyo, that's not even funny, dude. Myth boots. His idea of humor.