Fixed: Lit Room underground

[Chomsky]

In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.


* HP:Battered MV:Weary > You sit down and rest your tired bones.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >

Ok.


* HP:Battered MV:Weary > In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary > Players in your Zone
--------------------
Chomsky - In the Depths of a Darkened Cave

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
Ok.


* HP:Battered MV:Weary > The caveceiling is closed.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >

Ok.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary > In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >


You are using:
<worn on finger> a ring of silver
<worn on finger> a ring of silver
<worn on head> a full metal helmet and visor
<worn around neck> an opal choker of fiery blue and pink beauty
<worn around neck> an opal choker of fiery blue and pink beauty
<worn on body> a shining steel breastplate
<worn about body> a high-collared coat
<slung on back> a backpack
<worn on arms> a pair of ebony-steel plate vambraces
<worn on hands> a pair of heavy metal gauntlets
<worn around wrist> a gator skin bracer
<worn around wrist> a gator skin bracer
<wielded two-handed> a titanic spiked axe of ebon steel
<worn about waist> a studded leather belt with a crossed swords buckle
<worn on belt> a water skin
<worn on legs> a pair of ebony-steel plate greaves
<worn on feet> a pair of thick metal boots


* HP:Battered MV:Weary > You are carrying:
Nothing.


* HP:Battered MV:Weary > Obvious exits:
Up - A closed 'caveceiling'

* HP:Battered MV:Weary > In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
The caveceiling is closed.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
Players in your Zone
--------------------
Chomsky - In the Depths of a Darkened Cave

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >

* HP:Battered MV:Weary > * HP:Battered MV:Weary >

*
HP:Battered MV:Weary >
* HP:Battered MV:Weary > * HP:Battered MV:Weary >
You do
not see that here.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >

You do not see that here.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
You start paying increased attention to your
surroundings.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary > In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
Obvious exits:
Up - A closed 'caveceiling'

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >


His short, coarse fur is colored in gray and brown,
patterned in random
splotches. His horns twist strangely and come to sharp points, while wild
black eyes glare at anything that moves. Dirty white fur hangs off his chin
in what looks like a beard.

A wild goat is in excellent condition.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary > It is 7 o'clock pm, on the 27th day of the month of
Danu, year 1120.
According to legend and prophecy, this is the Zunth Turn of the Wheel.
The official forums are now at 'http://forums.wotmud.info' enjoy!

(Server: Sat Jul 2 14:32:36 2016 EST, up for 13 hours, 59 minutes)

* HP:Battered MV:Weary > Obvious exits:
Up - A closed 'caveceiling'

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >

Standing shrouded in a cloak as black as death, the
pale Fade has his arms
crossed over his chest in a gesture of superior contempt. His black armor
seems so black it might be but a shadow - his sword a darkness almost
vibrantly alive.

A half-man is in excellent condition.

a half-man is using:
<worn about body> a cloak black as darkness
<worn as shield> a small metal buckler
<wielded> a black sword
<worn on legs> a pair of chainmail leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of heavy leather boots

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
Standing shrouded in a cloak as black as death, the
pale Fade has his arms
crossed over his chest in a gesture of superior contempt. His black armor
seems so black it might be but a shadow - his sword a darkness almost
vibrantly alive.

A half-man is in excellent condition.

a half-man is using:
<worn about body> a cloak black as darkness
<worn as shield> a small metal buckler
<wielded> a black sword
<worn on legs> a pair of chainmail leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of heavy leather boots

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
This trolloc stands proud, being taller than an average
man. He is
powerfully built, with a bull's feet, sleek and strong. His muscles bulge
beneath his black fur, an image of vile strength. His head is that of a
bull, but with huge ram's horns. His eyes glow with a commanding presence.

A ramshorned trolloc is in excellent condition.

a ramshorned trolloc is using:
<worn on body> a thin mail shirt
<worn on hands> a pair of metal half-gauntlets
<worn as shield> a full metal shield
<wielded> a long-handled war axe
<worn on legs> a pair of thin metal leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of thin metal boots

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
This trolloc stands proud, being taller than an average
man. He is
powerfully built, with a bull's feet, sleek and strong. His muscles bulge
beneath his black fur, an image of vile strength. His head is that of a
bull, but with huge ram's horns. His eyes glow with a commanding presence.

A ramshorned trolloc is in excellent condition.

a ramshorned trolloc is using:
<worn on body> a thin mail shirt
<worn on hands> a pair of metal half-gauntlets
<worn as shield> a full metal shield
<wielded> a long-handled war axe
<worn on legs> a pair of thin metal leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of thin metal boots

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
This trolloc stands proud, being taller than an average
man. He is
powerfully built, with a bull's feet, sleek and strong. His muscles bulge
beneath his black fur, an image of vile strength. His head is that of a
bull, but with huge ram's horns. His eyes glow with a commanding presence.

A ramshorned trolloc is in excellent condition.

a ramshorned trolloc is using:
<worn on body> a thin mail shirt
<worn on hands> a pair of metal half-gauntlets
<worn as shield> a full metal shield
<wielded> a long-handled war axe
<worn on legs> a pair of thin metal leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of thin metal boots

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >
This trolloc stands proud, being taller than an average
man. He is
powerfully built, with a bull's feet, sleek and strong. His muscles bulge
beneath his black fur, an image of vile strength. His head is that of a
bull, but with huge ram's horns. His eyes glow with a commanding presence.

A ramshorned trolloc is in excellent condition.

a ramshorned trolloc is using:
<worn on body> a thin mail shirt
<worn on hands> a pair of metal half-gauntlets
<worn as shield> a full metal shield
<wielded> a long-handled war axe
<worn on legs> a pair of thin metal leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of thin metal boots

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >

This trolloc stands proud, being taller than an average
man. He is
powerfully built, with a bull's feet, sleek and strong. His muscles bulge
beneath his black fur, an image of vile strength. His head is that of a
bull, but with huge ram's horns. His eyes glow with a commanding presence.

A ramshorned trolloc is in excellent condition.

a ramshorned trolloc is using:
<worn on body> a thin mail shirt
<worn on hands> a pair of metal half-gauntlets
<worn as shield> a full metal shield
<wielded> a long-handled war axe
<worn on legs> a pair of thin metal leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of thin metal boots

* HP:Battered MV:Weary > In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.

* HP:Battered MV:Weary >

Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less
panicked.
This trolloc stands proud, being taller than an average man. He is
powerfully built, with a bull's feet, sleek and strong. His muscles bulge
beneath his black fur, an image of vile strength. His head is that of a
bull, but with huge ram's horns. His eyes glow with a commanding presence.

A ramshorned trolloc is in excellent condition.

a ramshorned trolloc is using:
<used as light> a lantern
<worn on body> a thin mail shirt
<worn on hands> a pair of metal half-gauntlets
<worn as shield> a full metal shield
<wielded> a long-handled war axe
<worn on legs> a pair of thin metal leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of thin metal boots

* HP:Battered MV:Winded > In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.

* HP:Battered MV:Winded >


In the Depths of a Darkened Cave
If you took the stars from the sky and covered the eyes of a blind man,
that darkness still could not be compared to that of this cave. The lack of
light is bone-chilling cold, a deadly black velvet that creeps up the nose
and chokes away life.
[ obvious exits: U ]
A proud and burly bighorn sheep stands here prominently.
A black hawk with white markings scans for prey.
A wild goat clambers over the rocks glaring at everything.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.
A half-man lurks here, cold and dangerous.

Think easiest fix would be if trollocs could see in the dark. But you could also just remove the lantern load.