Fail!
Re: Fail!
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Dusty Road by Fal Dara
The road branches here, the main route leading north and south while a
wider offshoot leads up a hill to the west, approaching the gates of Fal
Dara. Despite the terrain, the ground appears well trodden and in good
repair, obviously worn down by constant use.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Door south: Malkiergate
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Puddles the Ramshorned Trolloc is standing here mending a weapon.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
i
You are carrying:
a skin of human flesh
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
re
You sit down and rest your tired bones. Best idea ever
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
not
You start paying increased attention to your surroundings.
score
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
You have 381(401) hit and 195(248) movement points.
You have scored 108514349 experience points and 1452 quest points.
You need 1727305014 exp to level and 1548 qp to rank.
You have acquired 367 alt qps to date.
You have amassed 207 Turn points to date.
You have played 153 days and 8 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Turg the Dark Master [Ghar'ghael 7] (Level 51).
You are resting.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Sarryn calls for the Malkiergate to be opened.
The Malkiergate is opened from the other side.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
exam pack
lo
It is a backpack.
When you look inside, you see:
backpack (used) :
iron horseshoes
a high-cantled saddle
a bridle made of leather
fourteen copper pennys
a wide leather belt
a crystal lightstick
a package of iron rations
a skin of human flesh
[2] a thin vial of yellow fluid
a brightly-colored sash
six gold crowns
a dagger
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Dusty Road by Fal Dara
The road branches here, the main route leading north and south while a
wider offshoot leads up a hill to the west, approaching the gates of Fal
Dara. Despite the terrain, the ground appears well trodden and in good
repair, obviously worn down by constant use.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Door south: Malkiergate
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Puddles the Ramshorned Trolloc is standing here mending a weapon.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
The Malkiergate closes quietly.
The Fal Dara alarm horn sounds loudly.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
get all.leather pack
You get a high-cantled saddle from a backpack.
You get a bridle made of leather from a backpack.
You get a wide leather belt from a backpack.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Sarryn calls for the Malkiergate to be opened.
The Malkiergate is opened from the other side.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
*Sarryn* has arrived from the south, riding a warhorse.
drop all.leather
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
*Sarryn* starts barreling down on you, a partisan bearing the arms of Ghealdan aimed at your chest.
s
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
You drop a wide leather belt.
You drop a bridle made of leather.
You drop a high-cantled saddle.
t9
t9
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Nah... You feel too relaxed to do that..
st
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
Puddles tries to stab *Sarryn*, but he deflects the blow.
9
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong > Suddenly *someone* charges you with a partisan bearing the arms of
Ghealdan!
You are dead! Sorry...
You feel the Weave of the Wheel loosen from you.
Ouch! You lose a level.
Circle of Darkness
[ obvious exits: N E S W U D ]
A rancid slab of decaying meat lies here, covered with maggots.
A shattered arm lies in a bloody red and purple mess.
A fresh chunk of meat has been recently cut from a kill.
A revolting well bubbles with the blood of the sacrificed.
The News Board is mounted on the wall here.
You stand up.
Dusty Road by Fal Dara
The road branches here, the main route leading north and south while a
wider offshoot leads up a hill to the west, approaching the gates of Fal
Dara. Despite the terrain, the ground appears well trodden and in good
repair, obviously worn down by constant use.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Door south: Malkiergate
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Puddles the Ramshorned Trolloc is standing here mending a weapon.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
i
You are carrying:
a skin of human flesh
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
re
You sit down and rest your tired bones. Best idea ever
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
not
You start paying increased attention to your surroundings.
score
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
You have 381(401) hit and 195(248) movement points.
You have scored 108514349 experience points and 1452 quest points.
You need 1727305014 exp to level and 1548 qp to rank.
You have acquired 367 alt qps to date.
You have amassed 207 Turn points to date.
You have played 153 days and 8 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Turg the Dark Master [Ghar'ghael 7] (Level 51).
You are resting.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Sarryn calls for the Malkiergate to be opened.
The Malkiergate is opened from the other side.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
exam pack
lo
It is a backpack.
When you look inside, you see:
backpack (used) :
iron horseshoes
a high-cantled saddle
a bridle made of leather
fourteen copper pennys
a wide leather belt
a crystal lightstick
a package of iron rations
a skin of human flesh
[2] a thin vial of yellow fluid
a brightly-colored sash
six gold crowns
a dagger
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Dusty Road by Fal Dara
The road branches here, the main route leading north and south while a
wider offshoot leads up a hill to the west, approaching the gates of Fal
Dara. Despite the terrain, the ground appears well trodden and in good
repair, obviously worn down by constant use.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Door south: Malkiergate
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Puddles the Ramshorned Trolloc is standing here mending a weapon.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
The Malkiergate closes quietly.
The Fal Dara alarm horn sounds loudly.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
get all.leather pack
You get a high-cantled saddle from a backpack.
You get a bridle made of leather from a backpack.
You get a wide leather belt from a backpack.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Sarryn calls for the Malkiergate to be opened.
The Malkiergate is opened from the other side.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
*Sarryn* has arrived from the south, riding a warhorse.
drop all.leather
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
*Sarryn* starts barreling down on you, a partisan bearing the arms of Ghealdan aimed at your chest.
s
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
You drop a wide leather belt.
You drop a bridle made of leather.
You drop a high-cantled saddle.
t9
t9
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Nah... You feel too relaxed to do that..
st
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
Puddles tries to stab *Sarryn*, but he deflects the blow.
9
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
* S HP:Scratched MV:Strong > Suddenly *someone* charges you with a partisan bearing the arms of
Ghealdan!
You are dead! Sorry...
You feel the Weave of the Wheel loosen from you.
Ouch! You lose a level.
Circle of Darkness
[ obvious exits: N E S W U D ]
A rancid slab of decaying meat lies here, covered with maggots.
A shattered arm lies in a bloody red and purple mess.
A fresh chunk of meat has been recently cut from a kill.
A revolting well bubbles with the blood of the sacrificed.
The News Board is mounted on the wall here.
You stand up.
Re: Fail!
In the Foothills
To the west, the foothills continue towards the path to Tarwin's Gap.
Rollings hills form a transition between mountains and level ground.
The sparse vegetation here, gnarled scrub and trees, fades out to the
south. Even here, on the threshold of the mountains, the air is cold.
[ obvious exits: E W D ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving down.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving down.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving down.
There are some tracks of a trolloc leaving west.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving down.
A bruised and bloody leg lies on the ground, torn from its socket. [2]
A shattered arm lies in a bloody red and purple mess. [2]
*Pounds* is standing here.
*Quirl* is standing here.
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring > *Quirl* tries to pierce you, but you deflect the blow.
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > No way! You're fighting for your life!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > flee
*Pounds* tries to smite you, but you parry successfully.
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > PANIC! You couldn't escape!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > hide
backstab h.dark
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > flee
*Pounds* smites your body into bloody fragments!
You try to stab *Quirl*, but he parries successfully.
*Quirl* pierces your body extremely hard.
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > hide
backstab h.dark
You panic and attempt to flee!
*Quirl* tries to pierce you, but you parry successfully.
You flee head over heels.
Edge of the Foothills
The black peaks of the Mountains of Dhoom resemble giant claws reaching
Failed to correct map position after fleeing.
towards the south sky. To the west, a well-travelled path cuts through the
hills, which are covered with small, twisted trees and scrub. Decay and death
are in the air, the stench of the Blight, which stretches far to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
There are some tracks of a trolloc leaving east.
There are some tracks of a trolloc leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
You attempt to hide yourself.
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring > Backstab who?
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
Acheron tells you 'should i ride black or was that yours?'
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring > backstab h.dark
backstab h.dark
nar global lag?
Connected to host game.wotmud.org
walker
xxx
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The Wheel Of Time MUD
Mark IV
Updated and Maintained by
Flash, Ingtar, Mournblade, & Zun
Based on the novels by Robert Jordan
and published by Tor Books
Running since Summer 1993
Original Code - CircleMUD
[DikuMUD I Original Source]
Original game idea, concept, and design:
Katja Nyboa, Tom Madsen, Hans Henrik Staerfeldt
Michael Seifert, and Sebastian Hammer
By what name do you wish to be known? walker
XXX
Passphrase:
WARNING: Character has no registered email address!
Those entered in forums don't show up here/aren't linked here yet.
If you forget your passphrase you will be out of luck! See 'help passphrase'!
Reconnecting.
* HP:Critical MV:Haggard > look
Circle of Light
The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that
become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when
the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by
some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, you find yourself, surrounded
To the west, the foothills continue towards the path to Tarwin's Gap.
Rollings hills form a transition between mountains and level ground.
The sparse vegetation here, gnarled scrub and trees, fades out to the
south. Even here, on the threshold of the mountains, the air is cold.
[ obvious exits: E W D ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving down.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving down.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving down.
There are some tracks of a trolloc leaving west.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving down.
A bruised and bloody leg lies on the ground, torn from its socket. [2]
A shattered arm lies in a bloody red and purple mess. [2]
*Pounds* is standing here.
*Quirl* is standing here.
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring > *Quirl* tries to pierce you, but you deflect the blow.
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > No way! You're fighting for your life!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > flee
*Pounds* tries to smite you, but you parry successfully.
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > PANIC! You couldn't escape!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > hide
backstab h.dark
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > flee
*Pounds* smites your body into bloody fragments!
You try to stab *Quirl*, but he parries successfully.
*Quirl* pierces your body extremely hard.
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Quirl: Scratched > hide
backstab h.dark
You panic and attempt to flee!
*Quirl* tries to pierce you, but you parry successfully.
You flee head over heels.
Edge of the Foothills
The black peaks of the Mountains of Dhoom resemble giant claws reaching
Failed to correct map position after fleeing.
towards the south sky. To the west, a well-travelled path cuts through the
hills, which are covered with small, twisted trees and scrub. Decay and death
are in the air, the stench of the Blight, which stretches far to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
There are some tracks of a trolloc leaving east.
There are some tracks of a trolloc leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
You attempt to hide yourself.
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring > Backstab who?
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
Acheron tells you 'should i ride black or was that yours?'
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring > backstab h.dark
backstab h.dark
nar global lag?
Connected to host game.wotmud.org
walker
xxx
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Connected to host game.wotmud.org
The Wheel Of Time MUD
Mark IV
Updated and Maintained by
Flash, Ingtar, Mournblade, & Zun
Based on the novels by Robert Jordan
and published by Tor Books
Running since Summer 1993
Original Code - CircleMUD
[DikuMUD I Original Source]
Original game idea, concept, and design:
Katja Nyboa, Tom Madsen, Hans Henrik Staerfeldt
Michael Seifert, and Sebastian Hammer
By what name do you wish to be known? walker
XXX
Passphrase:
WARNING: Character has no registered email address!
Those entered in forums don't show up here/aren't linked here yet.
If you forget your passphrase you will be out of luck! See 'help passphrase'!
Reconnecting.
* HP:Critical MV:Haggard > look
Circle of Light
The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that
become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when
the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by
some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, you find yourself, surrounded
Re: Fail!
You do the best you can!
*Walker* leaves west.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > 3
[k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > 3
w <------ spike, just me or nah?
2
5
[k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [k human]
They aren't here.
Loomis narrates 'we on stupid mobs'
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > Edge of the Foothills
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
You sense a hidden life form in the area... <----- oh hidden, must be back
Pounds has arrived from the east.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [hide ]
You attempt to hide yourself.
[back h.human] inded >
You silently approach your victim...
*Walker* makes a strange sound as you place a sharp, red stone dagger in his back!
*Walker* is dead! R.I.P.
You feel the Weave of the Wheel tighten around you.
You receive your share of experience...
Your first time! Was it good for you too?
Your blood freezes as you hear *Walker*'s death cry.
NOTE : Did return gear.
*Walker* leaves west.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > 3
[k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > 3
w <------ spike, just me or nah?
2
5
[k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [k human]
They aren't here.
Loomis narrates 'we on stupid mobs'
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [k human]
They aren't here.
o S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > Edge of the Foothills
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
You sense a hidden life form in the area... <----- oh hidden, must be back
Pounds has arrived from the east.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [hide ]
You attempt to hide yourself.
[back h.human] inded >
You silently approach your victim...
*Walker* makes a strange sound as you place a sharp, red stone dagger in his back!
*Walker* is dead! R.I.P.
You feel the Weave of the Wheel tighten around you.
You receive your share of experience...
Your first time! Was it good for you too?
Your blood freezes as you hear *Walker*'s death cry.
NOTE : Did return gear.
Re: Fail!
* HP:Critical MV:Tiring > where
Players in your Zone
--------------------
Amalgam - The Foot of a Slope
* HP:Critical MV:Tiring > sco
You have 5(405) hit and 146(266) movement points.
You have scored 102244889 experience points and 0 quest points.
You need 1255111 exp to reach the next level.
You have amassed 31 Turn points to date.
You have played 6 days and 5 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Amalgam the Hideous {Ahf'frait Grunt} (Level 49).
You are standing.
* HP:Critical MV:Tiring >
*Walker* clumsily approaches you with a pair of moonstone hilted dirks, but you fend off the attack.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
Aaaaaand I high-tailed it out of there!
Players in your Zone
--------------------
Amalgam - The Foot of a Slope
* HP:Critical MV:Tiring > sco
You have 5(405) hit and 146(266) movement points.
You have scored 102244889 experience points and 0 quest points.
You need 1255111 exp to reach the next level.
You have amassed 31 Turn points to date.
You have played 6 days and 5 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Amalgam the Hideous {Ahf'frait Grunt} (Level 49).
You are standing.
* HP:Critical MV:Tiring >
*Walker* clumsily approaches you with a pair of moonstone hilted dirks, but you fend off the attack.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
Aaaaaand I high-tailed it out of there!
Re: Fail!
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring > tr
*
Some obvious fairly recent tracks of a Horse leaving vvvvSOUTHvvvv
Some obvious fairly recent tracks of a Horse leaving <<<<WEST<<<<
Some clear fairly recent tracks of a Fowl leaving vvvvSOUTHvvvv
Some clear fairly recent tracks of a Fowl leaving <<<<WEST<<<< <----Things look all clear.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring > dism
You stop riding him.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > lead horse
lead horse
You start leading him.
A wild stallion starts following you.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > You're already leading it!
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > stone is now set as door 1. <-----Get those door aliases all set.
levee is now set as door 2.
l
Before an Abandoned Hut
The dirt path curves south here, and halts a bit eastward in front of an
old hut. A few untended plants grow here, almost as if there was a garden
once, though how that is possible on the Spine is beyond reason.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving vvvvSOUTHvvvv
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving <<<<WEST<<<<
There are some tracks of a fowl leaving vvvvSOUTHvvvv
There are some tracks of a fowl leaving <<<<WEST<<<<
There are some tracks of a trolloc leaving <<<<WEST<<<< <-----Wait...were those there before?
|1|.A wild stallion bucks madly.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > sn
[sneak ]
Ok, you'll try to move silently for a while.
* S HP:Battered MV:Tiring > tr <-----I better double check this...
-
Suddenly *someone* places something in your back!
You are dead! Sorry...
You feel the Weave of the Wheel loosen from you.
Circle of Light
[ obvious exits: N D ]
The waters of a blue-veined marble fountain pour forth here.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A kind-faced figure stands here.
Literally laughing out loud!
*
Some obvious fairly recent tracks of a Horse leaving vvvvSOUTHvvvv
Some obvious fairly recent tracks of a Horse leaving <<<<WEST<<<<
Some clear fairly recent tracks of a Fowl leaving vvvvSOUTHvvvv
Some clear fairly recent tracks of a Fowl leaving <<<<WEST<<<< <----Things look all clear.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring > dism
You stop riding him.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > lead horse
lead horse
You start leading him.
A wild stallion starts following you.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > You're already leading it!
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > stone is now set as door 1. <-----Get those door aliases all set.
levee is now set as door 2.
l
Before an Abandoned Hut
The dirt path curves south here, and halts a bit eastward in front of an
old hut. A few untended plants grow here, almost as if there was a garden
once, though how that is possible on the Spine is beyond reason.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving vvvvSOUTHvvvv
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving <<<<WEST<<<<
There are some tracks of a fowl leaving vvvvSOUTHvvvv
There are some tracks of a fowl leaving <<<<WEST<<<<
There are some tracks of a trolloc leaving <<<<WEST<<<< <-----Wait...were those there before?
|1|.A wild stallion bucks madly.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > sn
[sneak ]
Ok, you'll try to move silently for a while.
* S HP:Battered MV:Tiring > tr <-----I better double check this...
-
Suddenly *someone* places something in your back!
You are dead! Sorry...
You feel the Weave of the Wheel loosen from you.
Circle of Light
[ obvious exits: N D ]
The waters of a blue-veined marble fountain pour forth here.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A kind-faced figure stands here.
Literally laughing out loud!
Re: Fail!
I spent YEARS dreaming of the day I would finally become a charge god master morat'torm. The day EVERY charge would click!
After finally achieving MASTER status I then went months without landing a single charge after mastering.
Until finally...
..
Northeast of Tear
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
An embossed leather water flask lies forgotten here.
A sleek well-trained torm glares fiercely about, being ridden by you.
A morat'torm recruit has arrived from the south.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > No-one by that name here.
change mood wimpy l >
-dia h.fermin
search human
Cancelled.
Mood changed to: Wimpy
Wimpy reset to: 187 hit points.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > No-one by that name here.
dia h.fermin l >
search human
Cancelled.
Fermin is in excellent condition. (Healthy)
l >
Fermin has been revealed.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full >
Fermin clumsily approaches you with a pair of moonstone hilted dirks, but you fend off the attack.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - Fermin: Healthy >
You try to strike Fermin, but he deflects the blow.
f
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - Fermin: Healthy > n
e
You panic and attempt to flee!
change mood berserk
You flee head over heels.
Road Around Tear
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving west.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
A sleek well-trained torm glares fiercely about, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > Northeast of Tear
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving west.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
An embossed leather water flask lies forgotten here.
A sleek well-trained torm glares fiercely about, being ridden by you.
Fermin from Two Rivers is standing here.
A new recruit of the morat'torm stands here.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > char h.fermin
Mood changed to: Berserk
Wimpy reset to: 0 hit points.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > TICK IN 5 SECONDS.
You struggle to line up your charge...
Chaaaaarrrge!! Fermin bleeds profusely as you skewer him with Stone Splitter, the bloodied killer of Defenders!
Fermin panics, and attempts to flee!
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - Fermin: Critical >
Fermin leaves south.
After finally achieving MASTER status I then went months without landing a single charge after mastering.
Until finally...
..
Northeast of Tear
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
An embossed leather water flask lies forgotten here.
A sleek well-trained torm glares fiercely about, being ridden by you.
A morat'torm recruit has arrived from the south.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > No-one by that name here.
change mood wimpy l >
-dia h.fermin
search human
Cancelled.
Mood changed to: Wimpy
Wimpy reset to: 187 hit points.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > No-one by that name here.
dia h.fermin l >
search human
Cancelled.
Fermin is in excellent condition. (Healthy)
l >
Fermin has been revealed.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full >
Fermin clumsily approaches you with a pair of moonstone hilted dirks, but you fend off the attack.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - Fermin: Healthy >
You try to strike Fermin, but he deflects the blow.
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* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - Fermin: Healthy > n
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You panic and attempt to flee!
change mood berserk
You flee head over heels.
Road Around Tear
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving west.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
A sleek well-trained torm glares fiercely about, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > Northeast of Tear
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving west.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
An embossed leather water flask lies forgotten here.
A sleek well-trained torm glares fiercely about, being ridden by you.
Fermin from Two Rivers is standing here.
A new recruit of the morat'torm stands here.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > char h.fermin
Mood changed to: Berserk
Wimpy reset to: 0 hit points.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full > TICK IN 5 SECONDS.
You struggle to line up your charge...
Chaaaaarrrge!! Fermin bleeds profusely as you skewer him with Stone Splitter, the bloodied killer of Defenders!
Fermin panics, and attempts to flee!
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - Fermin: Critical >
Fermin leaves south.