Terms: Fight till beaten NE of TV
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New Growth Among the Stumps
Roughly-hewn stumps of alder and leatherleaf litter the forest floor, their
wood cracked by winter ice and baked in the summer sun, unprotected by
their mantle of leaves. Thin saplings push up from the soil, new life
sprouting amidst the ruin of the old. To the north, a series of strange
structures rise from the ground, disturbing the order of the forest.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
A young leatherleaf begins to thicken with age.
* R HP:Healthy SP:Bursting MV:Fresh >
yel yell when ready
You bellow 'yell when ready'
* R HP:Healthy SP:Bursting MV:Fresh >
em
[embrace ]
You feel the flows of saidar coursing through your body.
Jeia bellows 'ready'
wvd
* R HP:Healthy SP:Bursting MV:Fresh >
[channel 'warding vs damage']
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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Jeia has arrived from the west.
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You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
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Ok.
A carefully woven flow of Earth, Air, and Water forms an aura about your body!
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
yel go!
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You bellow 'go!'
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Stacks of Felled Lumber
Cords of carelessly felled wood lie unused on the heavy soil, roughly hewn
from the surrounding forest and trimmed of their branches. Creeping moss
spreads sensuous fingers along the gnarled shafts, probing ever crevice
with its green tendrils. To the north, extinguished mounds of charcoal lie
uncollected, the forest gradually reclaiming the soil with new growth.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
rel
Ok.
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
n
Among Charred Mounds
Broken mounds of charcoal lie scattered and shattered across the lush grass
that coats the forest floor. Three charred circles in the grass are
spattered with tiny blue flowers, new life pushing through the scorched
earth. Looming elms stretch their limbs to the sky, their broad boughs
soaring overhead. Tangled briars enmesh the trunks, preventing passage.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
alias r k jeia Forgot to set aliases, off to a bad start!
Ok.
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Jeia has arrived from the south.
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
alias x channel 'flame strike' jeia
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
s
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
Ok.
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
f
e
You panic and attempt to flee!
You try to strike Jeia, but she parries successfully.
You flee head over heels.
Stacks of Felled Lumber
Cords of carelessly felled wood lie unused on the heavy soil, roughly hewn
from the surrounding forest and trimmed of their branches. Creeping moss
spreads sensuous fingers along the gnarled shafts, probing ever crevice
with its green tendrils. To the north, extinguished mounds of charcoal lie
uncollected, the forest gradually reclaiming the soil with new growth.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
New Growth Among the Stumps
Roughly-hewn stumps of alder and leatherleaf litter the forest floor, their
wood cracked by winter ice and baked in the summer sun, unprotected by
their mantle of leaves. Thin saplings push up from the soil, new life
sprouting amidst the ruin of the old. To the north, a series of strange
structures rise from the ground, disturbing the order of the forest.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A young leatherleaf begins to thicken with age.
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
s
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Jeia has arrived from the north.
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Scratched SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
alias z channel 'ice spikes' jeia
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
f
Ok.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy > You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
e
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
em
[embrace ]
You feel the flows of saidar coursing through your body.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
w;r;x
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy > [channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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Jeia panics, and attempts to flee!
Jeia leaves east.
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Your target is no longer here!
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
[channel 'ice spikes' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
w
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
e;r;z
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh > [k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh > [channel 'ice spikes' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
e;r;z
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
[channel 'ice spikes' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
Jeia has arrived from the east.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
e;r;z
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh > A Ridge in the Forest
Rising like a breaching whale from the forest to the east and stretching
sinuously to the west the ridge watches over the valley like a kingfisher
over a stream. The ground is stony, fertile soil washed from the ridge and
to the south by the rains. A few scraggly bushes cling desperately to the
rocky ground, lending the only hint of greenery to the barren ridge.
[ obvious exits: W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A cute brown deer eyes you nervously.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
[channel 'ice spikes' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
z
[channel 'ice spikes' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
w;r;x
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
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x
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Cancelled. Found myself screwing up timing and canceling my own timers a lot before the weave completed
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
Jeia tries to strike you, but you parry successfully.
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
-
Ouch! You couldn't maintain the flows.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
x
* R HP:Hurt SP:Full MV:Fresh - Jeia: Healthy >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
Cancelled.
[channel 'flame strike' jeia] Better timing here, but she's good at fleeing
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
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Jeia panics, and attempts to flee!
x
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Jeia tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
Ok.
Streaks of fire flow from your hands, burning Jeia.
Jeia leaves north.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
x
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
x
w
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
e;r;x
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
Jeia swiftly dodges your attempt to strike her.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Scratched >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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Jeia tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
*
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Jeia panics, and attempts to flee!
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Ok.
Streaks of fire flow from your hands, burning Jeia.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
Jeia leaves east.
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Your target is no longer here!
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
w
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
e;r;x
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
e;r;x
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Jeia has arrived from the east.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar. She tends not to engage before channeling, so I can walk out if needed
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
A Ridge in the Forest
Rising like a breaching whale from the forest to the east and stretching
sinuously to the west the ridge watches over the valley like a kingfisher
over a stream. The ground is stony, fertile soil washed from the ridge and
to the south by the rains. A few scraggly bushes cling desperately to the
rocky ground, lending the only hint of greenery to the barren ridge.
[ obvious exits: W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A cute brown deer eyes you nervously.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
sb
[channel 'sonic boom']
You begin to weave the appropriate flows... Trying this because she seems to be chasing consistently
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Jeia has arrived from the west.
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You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
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Ok.
*CRACK* A loud thunderclap resonates through the entire area..!
Jeia's flesh rattles to the bone from the powerful thunderclap.
A brown deer's flesh rattles to the bone from the powerful thunderclap.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
r
[k jeia]
You do the best you can!
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
x
Jeia panics, and attempts to flee!
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
You try to strike Jeia, but she parries successfully.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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Jeia leaves west.
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r
*
Cancelled.
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
x
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh > [k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Hurt SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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+
*
x
Cancelled.
[channel 'flame strike' jeia] There's my poor timing again
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
Ouch! You couldn't maintain the flows.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
f
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
w
Jeia has arrived from the east.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh > The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
e;r;x
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia has arrived from the east.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar. Her weaving unengaged is working for her
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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+
*
*
x
+
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
=
Ok.
Streaks of fire flow from your hands, burning Jeia.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Hurt >
You swiftly dodge Jeia's attempt to strike you.
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
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*
*
x
+
=
Ok.
Streaks of fire flow from your hands, burning Jeia.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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Jeia tries to strike you, but you parry successfully.
=
+
Jeia panics, and attempts to flee!
*
Jeia leaves west.
*
+
=
Your target is no longer here!
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
e
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
w;r;x
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
w;r;x
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Jeia has arrived from the west.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
sb
[channel 'sonic boom']
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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=
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Jeia has arrived from the east.
*
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
*
+
=
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x
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=
Ok.
*CRACK* A loud thunderclap resonates through the entire area..!
Jeia's flesh rattles to the bone from the powerful thunderclap.
A green woodpecker panics, and attempts to flee!
A green woodpecker leaves north.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
Jeia tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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=
+
*
Jeia panics, and attempts to flee!
*
+
Jeia leaves east.
=
Your target is no longer here!
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
e
r
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
x
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
-
=
+
*
*
+
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
=
Jeia tries to strike you, but you parry successfully.
You try to strike Jeia, but she parries successfully.
Ok.
Streaks of fire flow from your hands, burning Jeia.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
f
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
e
e
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
Jeia leaves west.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
w;z
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
[channel 'ice spikes' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
w;z
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
[channel 'ice spikes' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
-
=
+
Jeia leaves north.
*
*+
=-
-
=
Your target is no longer here!
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
e
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
rel
Ok.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
e
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
l
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Jeia has arrived from the west.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
w
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
w
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
l
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
em
[embrace ]
You feel the flows of saidar coursing through your body.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
e;r;z
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she parries successfully.
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Good MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
[channel 'ice spikes' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
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=
+
*
*
+
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
x
=
Ouch! You couldn't maintain the flows.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
Jeia tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
Your white aura has faded.
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
-
=
+
*
x
*
+
Cancelled.
[channel 'flame strike' jeia] And again I interrupt my own timer
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
You are interrupted and stop what you are doing. Also I forgot to set my wimpy lower
You panic and attempt to flee!
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
You flee head over heels.
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
w
w
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
Jeia leaves east.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
rel
Ok.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Jeia has arrived from the east.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
e
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
e
Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
n
Dense Woodland
Slim shafts of alder spear the ground, the fine grain of their bark
impervious to the creeping moss that coils around their roots. The forest
is thick and dark, tight knit trees and brambles woven together to form a
dense blanket of woodland. Swathes of chainvine hang lazily from the
branches, coiled red leaves adorning the trees. The ground slopes upwards
to the south, a stony ridge breaking through the canopy of the forest.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A cute brown deer eyes you nervously.
An ancient, gnarled tree looms over you.
An ancient, gnarled tree looms over you.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
l
Dense Woodland
Slim shafts of alder spear the ground, the fine grain of their bark
impervious to the creeping moss that coils around their roots. The forest
is thick and dark, tight knit trees and brambles woven together to form a
dense blanket of woodland. Swathes of chainvine hang lazily from the
branches, coiled red leaves adorning the trees. The ground slopes upwards
to the south, a stony ridge breaking through the canopy of the forest.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A cute brown deer eyes you nervously.
An ancient, gnarled tree looms over you.
An ancient, gnarled tree looms over you.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
l
Dense Woodland
Slim shafts of alder spear the ground, the fine grain of their bark
impervious to the creeping moss that coils around their roots. The forest
is thick and dark, tight knit trees and brambles woven together to form a
dense blanket of woodland. Swathes of chainvine hang lazily from the
branches, coiled red leaves adorning the trees. The ground slopes upwards
to the south, a stony ridge breaking through the canopy of the forest.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A cute brown deer eyes you nervously.
An ancient, gnarled tree looms over you.
An ancient, gnarled tree looms over you.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
re
You sit down and rest your tired bones.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
l
Dense Woodland
Slim shafts of alder spear the ground, the fine grain of their bark
impervious to the creeping moss that coils around their roots. The forest
is thick and dark, tight knit trees and brambles woven together to form a
dense blanket of woodland. Swathes of chainvine hang lazily from the
branches, coiled red leaves adorning the trees. The ground slopes upwards
to the south, a stony ridge breaking through the canopy of the forest.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A cute brown deer eyes you nervously.
An ancient, gnarled tree looms over you.
An ancient, gnarled tree looms over you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
st
s
You stop resting, and stand up.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh > Along the Ridge
The ground is stony and hard, sparse soil mixed with crushed and shattered
sandstone providing nothing for life to cling to. Lurching leatherleaf
trees line more fertile slopes to the south, dense forest swallowing the
ground and hiding it from the gaze of the sky. Loose pebbles skitter away
underfoot, tumbling haphazardly down into the lush valley lying below.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
em
[embrace ]
You feel the flows of saidar coursing through your body.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
w;r;x
The Wooded Ridge
Running from the west and the east, the sparsely-wooded ridge looks down
over the valley to the south. Paperbark trees cling grimly to the thin
soil, the web of their roots binding the earth to the rocky ground. The air
is alive with the scent of resin, the smell of the pungent sap rising from
the valley floor on thermals that spiral from the dense forest below.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
w;r;x
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
The Peak of the Ridge
The rocky spine of the forested valley pushes above the undulating
surface of the canopy, offering a clear view of the surrounding area. Great
swathes of verdant leafy forest spread in all directions, the ocean of
greenery marred only occasionally by clearings. Boulders of sandstone
litter the ground, their cracked surfaces smeared by pustulent lichen.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
n;r;x
New Growth Among the Stumps
Roughly-hewn stumps of alder and leatherleaf litter the forest floor, their
wood cracked by winter ice and baked in the summer sun, unprotected by
their mantle of leaves. Thin saplings push up from the soil, new life
sprouting amidst the ruin of the old. To the north, a series of strange
structures rise from the ground, disturbing the order of the forest.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A young leatherleaf begins to thicken with age.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
They aren't here.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
w;r;x
Stacks of Felled Lumber
Cords of carelessly felled wood lie unused on the heavy soil, roughly hewn
from the surrounding forest and trimmed of their branches. Creeping moss
spreads sensuous fingers along the gnarled shafts, probing ever crevice
with its green tendrils. To the north, extinguished mounds of charcoal lie
uncollected, the forest gradually reclaiming the soil with new growth.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she parries successfully.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
You swiftly dodge Jeia's attempt to strike you.
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
-
=
+
Jeia panics, and attempts to flee!
*
Jeia leaves north.
*
+
=
Your target is no longer here!
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
x
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
n;r;x
Among Charred Mounds
Broken mounds of charcoal lie scattered and shattered across the lush grass
that coats the forest floor. Three charred circles in the grass are
spattered with tiny blue flowers, new life pushing through the scorched
earth. Looming elms stretch their limbs to the sky, their broad boughs
soaring overhead. Tangled briars enmesh the trunks, preventing passage.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she parries successfully.
* R HP:Wounded SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
-
=
+
*
x
*
+
=
Ok.
Streaks of fire flow from your hands, burning Jeia.
You panic and attempt to flee!
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body! Again, autowimpy should be lower
You flee head over heels.
Stacks of Felled Lumber
Cords of carelessly felled wood lie unused on the heavy soil, roughly hewn
from the surrounding forest and trimmed of their branches. Creeping moss
spreads sensuous fingers along the gnarled shafts, probing ever crevice
with its green tendrils. To the north, extinguished mounds of charcoal lie
uncollected, the forest gradually reclaiming the soil with new growth.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
Nobody here by that name.
* R HP:Battered SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
e
New Growth Among the Stumps
Roughly-hewn stumps of alder and leatherleaf litter the forest floor, their
wood cracked by winter ice and baked in the summer sun, unprotected by
their mantle of leaves. Thin saplings push up from the soil, new life
sprouting amidst the ruin of the old. To the north, a series of strange
structures rise from the ground, disturbing the order of the forest.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A young leatherleaf begins to thicken with age.
* R HP:Battered SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
w;r;x
Stacks of Felled Lumber
Cords of carelessly felled wood lie unused on the heavy soil, roughly hewn
from the surrounding forest and trimmed of their branches. Creeping moss
spreads sensuous fingers along the gnarled shafts, probing ever crevice
with its green tendrils. To the north, extinguished mounds of charcoal lie
uncollected, the forest gradually reclaiming the soil with new growth.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
* R HP:Battered SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
[k jeia]
You try to strike Jeia, but she deflects the blow.
* R HP:Battered SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Jeia: Wounded >
[channel 'flame strike' jeia]
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
You sense Jeia is channeling saidar.
-
=
+
*
*
+
=
Ok.
Streaks of fire flow from your hands, burning Jeia.
You panic and attempt to flee!
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Jeia burn your body!
You flee head over heels.
The Forested Glade
The trees are sparse, the breaks in the canopy of tangled branches allowing
lush grass to spread across the loamy soil of the forest floor. The ground
is soft and loamy, the air heady with the rich scents of the wood. Swathes
of bluebells charge headlong across the grass, hurling themselves against
the green blades. From the east comes the rumble of running water. To the
west, the Shining Walls rear above the glade, their ancient masonry
seamless. An imposing barbican juts over the intricately carved gate.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
Door west: LuagdeGate
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
A Tar Valon bridgeguard peers at strangers suspiciously.
A Tar Valon bridgeguard peers at strangers suspiciously.
A Tar Valon bridgeguard peers at strangers suspiciously.
A Tar Valon bridgeguard peers at strangers suspiciously.
* R HP:Beaten SP:Good MV:Fresh > A little surprised here, thought I was in better shape, but it's game over for this round
rel
Ok.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Jeia bellows 'I win it seems'
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
yel beaten
You bellow 'beaten'
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
n
Stacks of Felled Lumber
Cords of carelessly felled wood lie unused on the heavy soil, roughly hewn
from the surrounding forest and trimmed of their branches. Creeping moss
spreads sensuous fingers along the gnarled shafts, probing ever crevice
with its green tendrils. To the north, extinguished mounds of charcoal lie
uncollected, the forest gradually reclaiming the soil with new growth.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: Northeast Shores of Tar Valon
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Jeia Gray, Tower Accepted is standing here.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
nod
You nod in agreement.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Jeia leaves east.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Jeia has arrived from the east.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
sa nice job
You say 'nice job'
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Jeia nods in agreement.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Jeia sits down and rests.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
dia jeia
Jeia has quite a few wounds.
* R HP:Battered SP:Good MV:Fresh >
Jeia says 'Thanks'
Things I thought I did well:
Booming to interrupt her chasing
SP management (released/resting at tics)
Things I could improve on:
Battle prep (setting aliases and changing wimpy)
Weave timing