This Dreadlord mob is insane. All of this was literally 1 second of real time. I had 0 chance to react lol I was like how did I just explode.....
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You start paying increased attention to your surroundings.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring > The Courtyard
This part of the courtyard runs along the wall of the eastern keep. The
walls of the keep are showing signs of age but are apparently fareing better
than the rest of the castle. Large black vines with thorns almost encase
the entire keep, almost acting as a tomb. The entrance to the eastern keep
lies to the north and a destroyed catapult lies to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
Lady Vianca Vaughn, Aes Sedai is standing here, riding a bloodstock stallion.
Vianca is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
The Dreadlord has arrived from the east.<----- only 1 mob walks in
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
Draz narrates '1n saddy'
You move swiftly to protect Vianca.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring - a myrddraal: Scratched >
A Dha'vol trolloc has arrived from the east.<---- 2nd
Vianca panics, and attempts to flee!
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring - a myrddraal: Scratched >
Vianca leaves south riding a bloodstock stallion.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring - a myrddraal: Scratched >
A myrddraal hisses 'This is the will of the Great Lord.'<---- randomly appears
The Dreadlord joins a myrddraal's fight!
The Dreadlord's hands weave a bright red flame...
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Vianca.
You can't ride in there.
Your body is burned by a tremendous fireball sent by the Dreadlord!
The sneaky trolloc joins a myrddraal's fight!<----- 4th random mob.
A Dha'vol trolloc joins a myrddraal's fight!
A Dha'vol trolloc tries to crush you, but you deflect the blow.
A myrddraal hisses 'This is the will of the Great Lord.'
A myrddraal swirls about with a black sword, slicing across your body!
The Dreadlord's hands weave a bright red flame...
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Vianca.
You can't ride in there.
Your body is burned by a tremendous fireball sent by the Dreadlord!
The sneaky trolloc barely hits your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Vianca.
You can't ride in there.
The Dreadlord slashes your head hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Vianca.
You can't ride in there.
You slash a myrddraal's left arm very hard.
Someone slashes your body.
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
You are dead! Sorry...
Your first time! Was it good for you too?
Ouch! You lose a level.
Circle of Light
Ouch! That really did HURT!
Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
The ping pong is amazing
HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring >
Hamshark narrates 'we kinda stuck'
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring >
*Matheus* has arrived from the south, riding a |29|.warhorse.
*Onta* has arrived from the south.
A seasoned Shienaran soldier has arrived from the south.
*Artorias* has arrived from the south, riding a |30|.gray palfrey.
*Jafra* has arrived from the south, riding a |31|.warhorse.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring >
Erulak slashes *Jafra*'s right arm very hard.
*Matheus* tries to slash you, but you parry successfully.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring - Matheus: Battered >
Harambe drops a chain coif.
*Artorias* tries to scythe Hamshark, but he parries successfully.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring - Matheus: Battered >
Trill tries to pierce *someone*, but he deflects the blow.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring - Matheus: Battered > f
e
Hamshark narrates 'so the plan is win'
You panic and attempt to flee!
Harambe stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
Vurkag tries to pierce *Onta*, but she parries successfully.
You flee head over heels.
On the Drawbridge
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Correcting map position after fleeing.
The corpse of Mordark is lying here.
A coupon for a weapon lies here.
A lantern has been left here.
A hanging lantern lights the path.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
*Draz* is standing here, riding a |1|.warhorse.
*Vianca* is standing here, riding a |2|.wild stallion.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
An elite Shienaran guard attends his duties.
A tough Shienaran soldier waits here.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
Trill narrates 'on'
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring > nar brb
You narrate 'brb'
*Draz* leaves south riding a warhorse.
*Vianca* leaves south riding a wild stallion.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring > s
Before the Keep
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A bundle of chainmail lies on the ground.
A hanging lantern lights the path.
*Vianca* is standing here, riding a |1|.wild stallion.
*Draz* is standing here, riding a |2|.warhorse.
*Jafra* is here, fighting Erulak, riding a |3|.warhorse.
*Artorias* is here, fighting Hamshark, riding a |4|.gray palfrey.
A scarred Shienaran soldier with a topknot stands here.
*Onta* is here, fighting Vurkag.
*Matheus* is standing here, riding a |5|.warhorse.
Vurkag the Wolfish Trolloc is here, fighting Onta.
Erulak the Lurk is here, fighting Jafra, riding a |1|.shadow stallion
Harambe the Master Torturer is standing here.
Trill the Great Havoc is here, fighting someone.
Hamshark the Darkling Senior is here, fighting Artorias.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring > sei
v
You dodge a bash from *Matheus* who loses his balance and falls!
You panic and attempt to flee!
Erulak avoids being bashed by *Jafra* who loses his balance and falls!
You flee head over heels.
The Crossing
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Correcting map position after fleeing.
A pair of thick metal boots stand inflexibly upright.
A pair of black armor greaves lies here, highly polished.
A heavy pair of full metal gauntlets is here.
A pair of black vambraces lie here, gleaming brightly.
A shining steel breastplate lies here gleaming in the light.
A metal helmet with attached visor rests here.
The corpse of Onta is lying here.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
The waters of a blue-veined marble fountain pour forth here.
A mangy cat scurries around trying not to get stepped on.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
An elite Shienaran guard attends his duties.
|1|.A dun mare is here, snorting angrily
The Fal Dara town crier stands here, spreading the news.
You feel the flows of saidin coursing through your body.
*Vianca* has arrived from the north, riding a |2|.wild stallion.
[chann 'slice weaves' vianca]ring >
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
*Vianca* leaves south riding a wild stallion.
An elite Shienaran guard tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
A Shienaran guard joins an elite Shienaran guard's fight!
A Shienaran guard joins a Shienaran guard's fight!
A Shienaran guard tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
A Shienaran guard tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
You strike an elite Shienaran guard's right arm hard.
An elite Shienaran guard slashes your right leg extremely hard.
You panic and attempt to flee!
Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less panicked.
*Draz* has arrived from the north, riding a |3|.warhorse.
*Draz* tries to scythe you, but you parry successfully.
You flee head over heels.
Before the Keep
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Failed to correct map position after fleeing.
A bundle of chainmail lies on the ground.
A hanging lantern lights the path.
*Jafra* is sitting here, riding a |1|.warhorse.
*Artorias* is here, fighting Hamshark, riding a |2|.gray palfrey.
A scarred Shienaran soldier with a topknot stands here.
*Onta* is here, fighting Vurkag.
*Matheus* is sitting here, riding a |3|.warhorse.
Vurkag the Wolfish Trolloc is here, fighting Onta.
Erulak the Lurk is here, fighting Jafra, riding a |1|.shadow stallion
Harambe the Master Torturer is standing here.
Trill the Great Havoc is here, fighting someone.
Hamshark the Darkling Senior is sitting here.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Strong >
*Matheus* clambers to his feet.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Strong >
*Matheus* tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
ng MV:Strong - Matheus: Battered >
Erulak narrates 'jafra batt bashed'
Ouch! That Really did HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You panic and attempt to flee!
Your body is pierced by razor sharp ice spikes sent by *Onta*!
You flee head over heels.
The Crossing
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Correcting map position after fleeing.
A pair of thick metal boots stand inflexibly upright.
A pair of black armor greaves lies here, highly polished.
A heavy pair of full metal gauntlets is here.
A pair of black vambraces lie here, gleaming brightly.
A shining steel breastplate lies here gleaming in the light.
A metal helmet with attached visor rests here.
The corpse of Onta is lying here.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
The waters of a blue-veined marble fountain pour forth here.
*Vianca* is standing here, riding a |1|.wild stallion.
*Draz* is standing here, riding a |2|.warhorse.
A mangy cat scurries around trying not to get stepped on.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
An elite Shienaran guard attends his duties.
|3|.A dun mare is here, snorting angrily
The Fal Dara town crier stands here, spreading the news.
* HP:Critical SP:Fading MV:Strong >
*Draz* tries to scythe you, but you deflect the blow.
* HP:Critical SP:Fading MV:Strong - Draz: Scratched >
*Jafra* has arrived from the north, riding a |4|.warhorse.
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* HP:Critical SP:Fading MV:Strong - Draz: Scratched > f
You try to strike *Draz*, but he deflects the blow.
A Shienaran guard joins Draz's fight!
A Shienaran guard joins a Shienaran guard's fight!
An elite Shienaran guard joins a Shienaran guard's fight!
*someone* scythes your body into bloody fragments!
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring >
Hamshark narrates 'we kinda stuck'
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring >
*Matheus* has arrived from the south, riding a |29|.warhorse.
*Onta* has arrived from the south.
A seasoned Shienaran soldier has arrived from the south.
*Artorias* has arrived from the south, riding a |30|.gray palfrey.
*Jafra* has arrived from the south, riding a |31|.warhorse.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring >
Erulak slashes *Jafra*'s right arm very hard.
*Matheus* tries to slash you, but you parry successfully.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring - Matheus: Battered >
Harambe drops a chain coif.
*Artorias* tries to scythe Hamshark, but he parries successfully.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring - Matheus: Battered >
Trill tries to pierce *someone*, but he deflects the blow.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring - Matheus: Battered > f
e
Hamshark narrates 'so the plan is win'
You panic and attempt to flee!
Harambe stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
Vurkag tries to pierce *Onta*, but she parries successfully.
You flee head over heels.
On the Drawbridge
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Correcting map position after fleeing.
The corpse of Mordark is lying here.
A coupon for a weapon lies here.
A lantern has been left here.
A hanging lantern lights the path.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
*Draz* is standing here, riding a |1|.warhorse.
*Vianca* is standing here, riding a |2|.wild stallion.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
An elite Shienaran guard attends his duties.
A tough Shienaran soldier waits here.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
Trill narrates 'on'
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring > nar brb
You narrate 'brb'
*Draz* leaves south riding a warhorse.
*Vianca* leaves south riding a wild stallion.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring > s
Before the Keep
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A bundle of chainmail lies on the ground.
A hanging lantern lights the path.
*Vianca* is standing here, riding a |1|.wild stallion.
*Draz* is standing here, riding a |2|.warhorse.
*Jafra* is here, fighting Erulak, riding a |3|.warhorse.
*Artorias* is here, fighting Hamshark, riding a |4|.gray palfrey.
A scarred Shienaran soldier with a topknot stands here.
*Onta* is here, fighting Vurkag.
*Matheus* is standing here, riding a |5|.warhorse.
Vurkag the Wolfish Trolloc is here, fighting Onta.
Erulak the Lurk is here, fighting Jafra, riding a |1|.shadow stallion
Harambe the Master Torturer is standing here.
Trill the Great Havoc is here, fighting someone.
Hamshark the Darkling Senior is here, fighting Artorias.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Tiring > sei
v
You dodge a bash from *Matheus* who loses his balance and falls!
You panic and attempt to flee!
Erulak avoids being bashed by *Jafra* who loses his balance and falls!
You flee head over heels.
The Crossing
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Correcting map position after fleeing.
A pair of thick metal boots stand inflexibly upright.
A pair of black armor greaves lies here, highly polished.
A heavy pair of full metal gauntlets is here.
A pair of black vambraces lie here, gleaming brightly.
A shining steel breastplate lies here gleaming in the light.
A metal helmet with attached visor rests here.
The corpse of Onta is lying here.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
The waters of a blue-veined marble fountain pour forth here.
A mangy cat scurries around trying not to get stepped on.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
An elite Shienaran guard attends his duties.
|1|.A dun mare is here, snorting angrily
The Fal Dara town crier stands here, spreading the news.
You feel the flows of saidin coursing through your body.
*Vianca* has arrived from the north, riding a |2|.wild stallion.
[chann 'slice weaves' vianca]ring >
You begin to weave the appropriate flows...
*Vianca* leaves south riding a wild stallion.
An elite Shienaran guard tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
A Shienaran guard joins an elite Shienaran guard's fight!
A Shienaran guard joins a Shienaran guard's fight!
A Shienaran guard tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
A Shienaran guard tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
You strike an elite Shienaran guard's right arm hard.
An elite Shienaran guard slashes your right leg extremely hard.
You panic and attempt to flee!
Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less panicked.
*Draz* has arrived from the north, riding a |3|.warhorse.
*Draz* tries to scythe you, but you parry successfully.
You flee head over heels.
Before the Keep
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Failed to correct map position after fleeing.
A bundle of chainmail lies on the ground.
A hanging lantern lights the path.
*Jafra* is sitting here, riding a |1|.warhorse.
*Artorias* is here, fighting Hamshark, riding a |2|.gray palfrey.
A scarred Shienaran soldier with a topknot stands here.
*Onta* is here, fighting Vurkag.
*Matheus* is sitting here, riding a |3|.warhorse.
Vurkag the Wolfish Trolloc is here, fighting Onta.
Erulak the Lurk is here, fighting Jafra, riding a |1|.shadow stallion
Harambe the Master Torturer is standing here.
Trill the Great Havoc is here, fighting someone.
Hamshark the Darkling Senior is sitting here.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Strong >
*Matheus* clambers to his feet.
* HP:Battered SP:Fading MV:Strong >
*Matheus* tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
ng MV:Strong - Matheus: Battered >
Erulak narrates 'jafra batt bashed'
Ouch! That Really did HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You panic and attempt to flee!
Your body is pierced by razor sharp ice spikes sent by *Onta*!
You flee head over heels.
The Crossing
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Correcting map position after fleeing.
A pair of thick metal boots stand inflexibly upright.
A pair of black armor greaves lies here, highly polished.
A heavy pair of full metal gauntlets is here.
A pair of black vambraces lie here, gleaming brightly.
A shining steel breastplate lies here gleaming in the light.
A metal helmet with attached visor rests here.
The corpse of Onta is lying here.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
The waters of a blue-veined marble fountain pour forth here.
*Vianca* is standing here, riding a |1|.wild stallion.
*Draz* is standing here, riding a |2|.warhorse.
A mangy cat scurries around trying not to get stepped on.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
A Shienaran guard patrols here, watching you carefully.
An elite Shienaran guard attends his duties.
|3|.A dun mare is here, snorting angrily
The Fal Dara town crier stands here, spreading the news.
* HP:Critical SP:Fading MV:Strong >
*Draz* tries to scythe you, but you deflect the blow.
* HP:Critical SP:Fading MV:Strong - Draz: Scratched >
*Jafra* has arrived from the north, riding a |4|.warhorse.
e
* HP:Critical SP:Fading MV:Strong - Draz: Scratched > f
You try to strike *Draz*, but he deflects the blow.
A Shienaran guard joins Draz's fight!
A Shienaran guard joins a Shienaran guard's fight!
An elite Shienaran guard joins a Shienaran guard's fight!
*someone* scythes your body into bloody fragments!
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
Erulak bellows 'using jafra and onta as bait!?'
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Erulak bellows 'for shame'
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Suddenly *someone* places something in your back!
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
* HP:Critical SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Pseudomonas: Healthy >
Someone bellows 'LORD matheus'
* HP:Critical SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Pseudomonas: Healthy >
Someone has arrived from the north, riding a warhorse.
* HP:Critical SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Pseudomonas: Healthy >
Someone leaves south riding a warhorse. vv
You are dead! Sorry...
I was going to yell something amusing about being excellent bait... Just too tasty, i guess.
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Erulak bellows 'for shame'
* R HP:Healthy SP:Strong MV:Fresh >
Suddenly *someone* places something in your back!
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
* HP:Critical SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Pseudomonas: Healthy >
Someone bellows 'LORD matheus'
* HP:Critical SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Pseudomonas: Healthy >
Someone has arrived from the north, riding a warhorse.
* HP:Critical SP:Strong MV:Fresh - Pseudomonas: Healthy >
Someone leaves south riding a warhorse. vv
You are dead! Sorry...
I was going to yell something amusing about being excellent bait... Just too tasty, i guess.
Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
e
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b
The Gatekeep
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: The Ruined Keep
Door west: stonegate
A remnant of the Age of Legends juts from the soil.
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Lord Badd the Sheriff is here, fighting a bearish trolloc.
A red-eyed raven is here flying around.
*Mephistopheles* is here, fighting Badd.
A bearish trolloc is here, fighting Badd.
The burly trolloc is here, fighting Badd.
A muzzled trolloc is here, fighting Badd.
A muzzled trolloc is here, fighting Badd.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full >
[kill dark]
You try to smite *Mephistopheles*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Badd: Wounded - Mephistopheles: Battered > [bash ]
-=
A muzzled trolloc tries to cleave Badd, but he dodges the attack.
A ramshorned trolloc tickles your body with his slash.
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
A muzzled trolloc joins a muzzled trolloc's fight!
A muzzled trolloc joins a muzzled trolloc's fight!
A muzzled trolloc joins a muzzled trolloc's fight!
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your left foot with his slash.
A ramshorned trolloc joins a ramshorned trolloc's fight!
A muzzled trolloc tries to cleave Badd, but he dodges the attack.
*Mephistopheles* lances Badd's body into bloody fragments!
Badd panics, and attempts to flee!
The burly trolloc tries to crush Badd, but he deflects the blow.
A bearish trolloc tries to slash Badd, but he parries successfully.
Badd avoids being bashed by *Mephistopheles* who loses his balance and falls!
+*
Badd leaves west. <<
*+=- -
=
A muzzled trolloc growls menacingly.
(tic_timer): Exact aggro pulse
As *Mephistopheles* avoids your bash, you topple over and fall to the ground!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
*Mephistopheles* lances your head.
A ramshorned trolloc tickles your body with his slash.
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your right leg with his slash.
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
A muzzled trolloc tickles your right leg with his cleave.
A muzzled trolloc barely cleaves your left arm.
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your left leg with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Mephistopheles* closes the stonegate.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
f
n
n
You're hit in solar plexus, wow, this is breathtaking!!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc growls menacingly.
(tic_timer): Exact aggro pulse
The burly trolloc opens the stonegate.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your body with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your body with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc barely tickles your left arm with his cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc tries to cleave you, but you parry successfully.
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your head with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You try to smite *Mephistopheles*, but he parries successfully.
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
You panic and attempt to flee!
n
n
*Mephistopheles* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Mephistopheles* closes the stonegate.
Badd narrates 'ummm'
*Mephistopheles* lances your left hand extremely hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A ramshorned trolloc barely slashes your left arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your body with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc tickles your head with his cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc cleaves your right hand hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc cleaves your right leg.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A ramshorned trolloc tickles your body with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
t badd
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
st
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered > Maybe you should get on your feet first?
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
n
n
Who do you wish to tell what??
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
st
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
You stand up.
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
You are already standing.
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
s
*someone* lances your body.
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
You are dead! Sorry...
Ouch! You lose a level.
2
b
The Gatekeep
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: The Ruined Keep
Door west: stonegate
A remnant of the Age of Legends juts from the soil.
A Tairen bloodstock stallion stands here, tail swaying with the breeze, being ridden by you.
Lord Badd the Sheriff is here, fighting a bearish trolloc.
A red-eyed raven is here flying around.
*Mephistopheles* is here, fighting Badd.
A bearish trolloc is here, fighting Badd.
The burly trolloc is here, fighting Badd.
A muzzled trolloc is here, fighting Badd.
A muzzled trolloc is here, fighting Badd.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full >
[kill dark]
You try to smite *Mephistopheles*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Badd: Wounded - Mephistopheles: Battered > [bash ]
-=
A muzzled trolloc tries to cleave Badd, but he dodges the attack.
A ramshorned trolloc tickles your body with his slash.
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
A muzzled trolloc joins a muzzled trolloc's fight!
A muzzled trolloc joins a muzzled trolloc's fight!
A muzzled trolloc joins a muzzled trolloc's fight!
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your left foot with his slash.
A ramshorned trolloc joins a ramshorned trolloc's fight!
A muzzled trolloc tries to cleave Badd, but he dodges the attack.
*Mephistopheles* lances Badd's body into bloody fragments!
Badd panics, and attempts to flee!
The burly trolloc tries to crush Badd, but he deflects the blow.
A bearish trolloc tries to slash Badd, but he parries successfully.
Badd avoids being bashed by *Mephistopheles* who loses his balance and falls!
+*
Badd leaves west. <<
*+=- -
=
A muzzled trolloc growls menacingly.
(tic_timer): Exact aggro pulse
As *Mephistopheles* avoids your bash, you topple over and fall to the ground!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
*Mephistopheles* lances your head.
A ramshorned trolloc tickles your body with his slash.
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your right leg with his slash.
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
A muzzled trolloc tickles your right leg with his cleave.
A muzzled trolloc barely cleaves your left arm.
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your left leg with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Mephistopheles* closes the stonegate.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
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You're hit in solar plexus, wow, this is breathtaking!!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc growls menacingly.
(tic_timer): Exact aggro pulse
The burly trolloc opens the stonegate.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your body with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your body with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc barely tickles your left arm with his cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc tries to cleave you, but you parry successfully.
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your head with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You try to smite *Mephistopheles*, but he parries successfully.
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
You panic and attempt to flee!
n
n
*Mephistopheles* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Mephistopheles* closes the stonegate.
Badd narrates 'ummm'
*Mephistopheles* lances your left hand extremely hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A ramshorned trolloc barely slashes your left arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your body with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc tickles your body with his cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc tickles your head with his cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc cleaves your right hand hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A muzzled trolloc cleaves your right leg.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A ramshorned trolloc tickles your body with his slash.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
t badd
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
st
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered > Maybe you should get on your feet first?
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
n
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Who do you wish to tell what??
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
st
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
You stand up.
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
You are already standing.
* R HP:Critical MV:Full - Mephistopheles: Battered >
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*someone* lances your body.
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
You are dead! Sorry...
Ouch! You lose a level.
Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
The Blight
This deep in the Blight it is impossible to see anything except the stunted
growths rising about you. Sickly pale yellow trees with black and red leaves
creak noisily about you. Far off to the distant north you can see the
Mountains of Dhoom. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder
to set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
A black tree with bloated leaves sprouts from the ground, branches quivering.
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full >
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full >
s
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. There are still trees here, but they
appear to be rotting away while you watch. Leaves cover the trees, but
stained and spotted with yellow and black, with livid red streaks like
blood poisoning. Every leaf and creeper seems bloated, ready to burst at
touch. The air tastes like a mouthful of spoiled meat. It would not take
much more than a smouldering cinder to set off a massive forest fire in the
surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full >
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The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full >
[charge dark]
You struggle to line up your charge...
-=+
Vianca narrates 'still praccing just a heads up'
*
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
*+=
You can't charge a fighting person, you might hit the wrong target!
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
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[bash ]
-=+**+=- -
=
As *Axxye* avoids your bash, you topple over and fall to the ground!
Your body is burned by a weakened fireball sent by *Axxye*!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
*Axxye* howls triumphantly.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
j;f
change mood wimpy
A shrill piercing scream reverberates through the area.
A shrill piercing scream reverberates through the area.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
[change mood wimpy]
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
*Axxye* has arrived from the west, riding a shadow stallion.
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(tic_timer): Tic in 7 seconds!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
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*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you parry successfully.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
f
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
You panic and attempt to flee!
w
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is sweet and damp,
and you struggle to avoid gagging. The sudden snap of a broken branch can
often be heard, and you struggle vainly to see the origins of these
unnerving sounds. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to
set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
w
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
You sense a hidden life form in the area...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
*Axxye* has arrived from the east, riding a shadow stallion.
w
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
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You panic and attempt to flee!
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from *Axxye* burn your body!
A shrill piercing scream reverberates through the area.
(tic_timer): Tic length updated to: 61.299 seconds.
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
The day has begun.
Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less panicked.
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. There are still trees here, but they
appear to be rotting away while you watch. Leaves cover the trees, but
stained and spotted with yellow and black, with livid red streaks like
blood poisoning. Every leaf and creeper seems bloated, ready to burst at
touch. The air tastes like a mouthful of spoiled meat. It would not take
much more than a smouldering cinder to set off a massive forest fire in the
surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
w
* R HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
w
w
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
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e
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
e
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. Trees and flowers grow here, but they
are bloated and sickly. Flowers hang on trees and weeds in a parody of
spring, pale and pulpy, waxen things that appear to decay while you watch
them. The air is ripe with the sweet stench of decay, and it is difficult
to avoid gagging when you breathe. It would not take much more than a
smouldering cinder to set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding
area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A black tree with bloated leaves sprouts from the ground, branches quivering.
A black tree with bloated leaves sprouts from the ground, branches quivering.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. The forest here looks decidedly ill.
You are loathe to touch anything, lest the rotting decay spread to you as
well. It is extremely hot, and the air is damp and sweet like a swamp or
mire. There is movement around you, it seems as if the very trees are
creeping towards you. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder
to set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A small stick is lying on the ground here.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
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n
[notice ]
You stop paying increased attention to your surroundings.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is sweet and damp,
and you struggle to avoid gagging. The sudden snap of a broken branch can
often be heard, and you struggle vainly to see the origins of these
unnerving sounds. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to
set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
w
w
w
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
w
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is here, fighting Tarak, riding a shadow stallion.
Lord Tarak the Under-captain is here, fighting Axxye.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
In a Dying Orchard
This orchard reeks of the blighted land to the east, and is laden with
thorny brambles and dying trees. The grass is unusually high and sharp,
with some nettles spread out in it. To the west there seems to be a couple
of apple trees that yet cling to life.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
Zone: Decayed Forest
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
Sickly, wilted grass blankets the ground, intermixed with dry sand.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
By the Apple Trees
In this part of the orchard some trees grow. Five large apple trees with
green, lush apples stand tall right next to the small stone wall that
separates the monastery from the forest. On the ground there are a few
rotten apples. The orchard goes on to the east and south, and to the west
the stone wall has fallen over, opening a small exit out into the forest.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
Zone: Decayed Forest
A juicy looking apple has fallen to the ground. [5]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A sickly, skinny deer stands here in a daze.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
e
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In a Dying Orchard
This orchard reeks of the blighted land to the east, and is laden with
thorny brambles and dying trees. The grass is unusually high and sharp,
with some nettles spread out in it. To the west there seems to be a couple
of apple trees that yet cling to life.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
Zone: Decayed Forest
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
Sickly, wilted grass blankets the ground, intermixed with dry sand.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
q
k dark
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is here, fighting Tarak, riding a shadow stallion.
Lord Tarak the Under-captain is here, fighting Axxye.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
You pierce *Axxye*'s right arm extremely hard.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched >
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[charge dark]
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched >
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
Tarak tries to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
Tarak tries to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched >
cpo
change posture offensive
0
change mood brave
v
Posture changed to: Offensive
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched > Mood changed to: Brave
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched >
[bash ]
-=+**+
Tarak tries to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
*Axxye* tries to strike Tarak, but he parries successfully.
*Axxye* throws a weakened fireball at Tarak, who screams in pain.
=- -=
Your bash at *Axxye* sends him sprawling!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Hurt - Axxye: Scratched >
You pierce *Axxye*'s head into bloody fragments!
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s body extremely hard.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Hurt - Axxye: Wounded >
nar woot
You pierce *Axxye*'s body very hard.
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s head extremely hard.
You narrate 'woot'
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Hurt - Axxye: Wounded >
v
You pierce *Axxye*'s left arm into bloody fragments!
*Axxye* panics, and attempts to flee!
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s right leg into bloody fragments!
*Axxye* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Axxye* leaves south riding a shadow stallion. vv
[bash ]
Bash who?
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
v
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[bash ]
Bash who?
*Axxye* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
c
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
Tarak narrates 'nice'
*Axxye* tries to strike Tarak, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. There are still trees here, but they
appear to be rotting away while you watch. Leaves cover the trees, but
stained and spotted with yellow and black, with livid red streaks like
blood poisoning. Every leaf and creeper seems bloated, ready to burst at
touch. The air tastes like a mouthful of spoiled meat. It would not take
much more than a smouldering cinder to set off a massive forest fire in the
surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
[charge dark]
Charge who?
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
n
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is here, fighting Tarak, riding a shadow stallion.
Lord Tarak the Under-captain is here, fighting Axxye.
1
k h.dark
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
v
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Hurt - Axxye: Battered >
[bash ]
-=+
*Axxye* throws a weakened fireball at Tarak, who screams in pain.
**
Tarak tries to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
*Axxye* tries to strike Tarak, but he deflects the blow.
+=- -=
Your bash at *Axxye* sends him sprawling!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Wounded - Axxye: Battered >
You pierce *Axxye*'s body extremely hard.
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s left foot very hard.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Wounded - Axxye: Beaten >
You pierce *Axxye*'s right arm into bloody fragments!
*Axxye* panics, and attempts to flee!
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s left arm into bloody fragments!
*Axxye* is dead! R.I.P.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Axxye*'s death cry.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
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get all corpse
nar lol
You get a black pair of silver-tooled boots from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a pair of earthen colored breeches from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a small purse from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a belt with a buckle of cuendillar from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a yew staff from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a silver etched shield from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a jeweled wristcuff from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a jeweled wristcuff from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a pair of dark gloves from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a set of cloth sleeves from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a surcoat with exquisite embroidery from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a dark suede shirt rich with lace at the neck and cuffs from the corpse of Axxye.
You get an exquisite onyx dagger in a silver chain from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a shimmering pendant of obsidian from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a camouflaged hood from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a gold ring from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a gold ring from the corpse of Axxye.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full > Tarak narrates 'lol'
You narrate 'lol'
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
scalp
Tarak leans over and severs the head from the corpse of Axxye.
This deep in the Blight it is impossible to see anything except the stunted
growths rising about you. Sickly pale yellow trees with black and red leaves
creak noisily about you. Far off to the distant north you can see the
Mountains of Dhoom. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder
to set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
A black tree with bloated leaves sprouts from the ground, branches quivering.
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full >
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full >
s
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. There are still trees here, but they
appear to be rotting away while you watch. Leaves cover the trees, but
stained and spotted with yellow and black, with livid red streaks like
blood poisoning. Every leaf and creeper seems bloated, ready to burst at
touch. The air tastes like a mouthful of spoiled meat. It would not take
much more than a smouldering cinder to set off a massive forest fire in the
surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full >
n
c
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full >
[charge dark]
You struggle to line up your charge...
-=+
Vianca narrates 'still praccing just a heads up'
*
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
*+=
You can't charge a fighting person, you might hit the wrong target!
* R HP:Healthy MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
v
[bash ]
-=+**+=- -
=
As *Axxye* avoids your bash, you topple over and fall to the ground!
Your body is burned by a weakened fireball sent by *Axxye*!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
*Axxye* howls triumphantly.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
j;f
change mood wimpy
A shrill piercing scream reverberates through the area.
A shrill piercing scream reverberates through the area.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
[change mood wimpy]
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
*Axxye* has arrived from the west, riding a shadow stallion.
s
(tic_timer): Tic in 7 seconds!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
e
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you parry successfully.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
f
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
You panic and attempt to flee!
w
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is sweet and damp,
and you struggle to avoid gagging. The sudden snap of a broken branch can
often be heard, and you struggle vainly to see the origins of these
unnerving sounds. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to
set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
w
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
You sense a hidden life form in the area...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
*Axxye* has arrived from the east, riding a shadow stallion.
w
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Axxye: Healthy >
f
You panic and attempt to flee!
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from *Axxye* burn your body!
A shrill piercing scream reverberates through the area.
(tic_timer): Tic length updated to: 61.299 seconds.
*Axxye* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
The day has begun.
Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less panicked.
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. There are still trees here, but they
appear to be rotting away while you watch. Leaves cover the trees, but
stained and spotted with yellow and black, with livid red streaks like
blood poisoning. Every leaf and creeper seems bloated, ready to burst at
touch. The air tastes like a mouthful of spoiled meat. It would not take
much more than a smouldering cinder to set off a massive forest fire in the
surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
w
* R HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
w
w
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
e
e
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
e
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. Trees and flowers grow here, but they
are bloated and sickly. Flowers hang on trees and weeds in a parody of
spring, pale and pulpy, waxen things that appear to decay while you watch
them. The air is ripe with the sweet stench of decay, and it is difficult
to avoid gagging when you breathe. It would not take much more than a
smouldering cinder to set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding
area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A black tree with bloated leaves sprouts from the ground, branches quivering.
A black tree with bloated leaves sprouts from the ground, branches quivering.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. The forest here looks decidedly ill.
You are loathe to touch anything, lest the rotting decay spread to you as
well. It is extremely hot, and the air is damp and sweet like a swamp or
mire. There is movement around you, it seems as if the very trees are
creeping towards you. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder
to set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A small stick is lying on the ground here.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
7
n
[notice ]
You stop paying increased attention to your surroundings.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is sweet and damp,
and you struggle to avoid gagging. The sudden snap of a broken branch can
often be heard, and you struggle vainly to see the origins of these
unnerving sounds. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to
set off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
w
w
w
The Blight
The green of the forest to the south is almost invisible from here. The
sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
w
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is here, fighting Tarak, riding a shadow stallion.
Lord Tarak the Under-captain is here, fighting Axxye.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
In a Dying Orchard
This orchard reeks of the blighted land to the east, and is laden with
thorny brambles and dying trees. The grass is unusually high and sharp,
with some nettles spread out in it. To the west there seems to be a couple
of apple trees that yet cling to life.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
Zone: Decayed Forest
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
Sickly, wilted grass blankets the ground, intermixed with dry sand.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
By the Apple Trees
In this part of the orchard some trees grow. Five large apple trees with
green, lush apples stand tall right next to the small stone wall that
separates the monastery from the forest. On the ground there are a few
rotten apples. The orchard goes on to the east and south, and to the west
the stone wall has fallen over, opening a small exit out into the forest.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
Zone: Decayed Forest
A juicy looking apple has fallen to the ground. [5]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A sickly, skinny deer stands here in a daze.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
e
e
In a Dying Orchard
This orchard reeks of the blighted land to the east, and is laden with
thorny brambles and dying trees. The grass is unusually high and sharp,
with some nettles spread out in it. To the west there seems to be a couple
of apple trees that yet cling to life.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
Zone: Decayed Forest
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
Sickly, wilted grass blankets the ground, intermixed with dry sand.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
q
k dark
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is here, fighting Tarak, riding a shadow stallion.
Lord Tarak the Under-captain is here, fighting Axxye.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
You pierce *Axxye*'s right arm extremely hard.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched >
c
[charge dark]
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched >
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
Tarak tries to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
Tarak tries to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched >
cpo
change posture offensive
0
change mood brave
v
Posture changed to: Offensive
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched > Mood changed to: Brave
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Scratched - Axxye: Scratched >
[bash ]
-=+**+
Tarak tries to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
*Axxye* tries to strike Tarak, but he parries successfully.
*Axxye* throws a weakened fireball at Tarak, who screams in pain.
=- -=
Your bash at *Axxye* sends him sprawling!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Hurt - Axxye: Scratched >
You pierce *Axxye*'s head into bloody fragments!
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s body extremely hard.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Hurt - Axxye: Wounded >
nar woot
You pierce *Axxye*'s body very hard.
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s head extremely hard.
You narrate 'woot'
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Hurt - Axxye: Wounded >
v
You pierce *Axxye*'s left arm into bloody fragments!
*Axxye* panics, and attempts to flee!
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s right leg into bloody fragments!
*Axxye* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Axxye* leaves south riding a shadow stallion. vv
[bash ]
Bash who?
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
v
s
[bash ]
Bash who?
*Axxye* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
c
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
Tarak narrates 'nice'
*Axxye* tries to strike Tarak, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
The Blight
You stand on the edge of the Blight. There are still trees here, but they
appear to be rotting away while you watch. Leaves cover the trees, but
stained and spotted with yellow and black, with livid red streaks like
blood poisoning. Every leaf and creeper seems bloated, ready to burst at
touch. The air tastes like a mouthful of spoiled meat. It would not take
much more than a smouldering cinder to set off a massive forest fire in the
surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
[charge dark]
Charge who?
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
n
The Blight
Although the edge of the blight is not far to the south, the sickly yellow
has almost completely obscured the healthy land here. The air is foul and
ripe, yet sweet. All around you are sickly and broken trees with black and
red leaves. It would not take much more than a smouldering cinder to set
off a massive forest fire in the surrounding area.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here. [2]
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Axxye* is here, fighting Tarak, riding a shadow stallion.
Lord Tarak the Under-captain is here, fighting Axxye.
1
k h.dark
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
v
You try to pierce *Axxye*, but he parries successfully.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Hurt - Axxye: Battered >
[bash ]
-=+
*Axxye* throws a weakened fireball at Tarak, who screams in pain.
**
Tarak tries to pierce *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
*Axxye* tries to strike Tarak, but he deflects the blow.
+=- -=
Your bash at *Axxye* sends him sprawling!
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Wounded - Axxye: Battered >
You pierce *Axxye*'s body extremely hard.
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s left foot very hard.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Tarak: Wounded - Axxye: Beaten >
You pierce *Axxye*'s right arm into bloody fragments!
*Axxye* panics, and attempts to flee!
Tarak pierces *Axxye*'s left arm into bloody fragments!
*Axxye* is dead! R.I.P.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Axxye*'s death cry.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
g
get all corpse
nar lol
You get a black pair of silver-tooled boots from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a pair of earthen colored breeches from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a small purse from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a belt with a buckle of cuendillar from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a yew staff from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a silver etched shield from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a jeweled wristcuff from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a jeweled wristcuff from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a pair of dark gloves from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a set of cloth sleeves from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a surcoat with exquisite embroidery from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a dark suede shirt rich with lace at the neck and cuffs from the corpse of Axxye.
You get an exquisite onyx dagger in a silver chain from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a shimmering pendant of obsidian from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a camouflaged hood from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a gold ring from the corpse of Axxye.
You get a gold ring from the corpse of Axxye.
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full > Tarak narrates 'lol'
You narrate 'lol'
* R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
scalp
Tarak leans over and severs the head from the corpse of Axxye.
Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
Thought finishing it off with a bash would be funny
* R HP:Wounded MV:Strong >
The Blight
The Mountains of Dhoom are clearly visible from here, black peaks
stretching to the sky. The mountains dominate the northern horizon, and
range as far as you can see to the east and west. You trudge on through the
pestilence of the Blight. The trees twitch noisily, and dark shapes loom
eerily in the shadows.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Osiris* is here, fighting Vianca.
An Ahf'frait trolloc is here, fighting Vianca.
Lady Vianca the Honored Sister is here, fighting Osiris, riding a warhorse.
A hideous trolloc is here, fighting Vianca.
A hideous trolloc is here, fighting Vianca.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A fade is here, fighting Vianca.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Strong >
You try to pierce *Osiris*, but he parries successfully.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Strong - Vianca: Wounded - Osiris: Beaten >
A ramshorned trolloc joins a fade's fight!
A ramshorned trolloc joins a fade's fight!
A fade hisses 'This is the will of the Great Lord.'
A ramshorned trolloc tickles your left foot with his slash.
A fade hisses 'This is the will of the Great Lord.'
A ramshorned trolloc tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
You barely pierce *Osiris*'s head.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Vianca, but she parries successfully.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Vianca, but she parries successfully.
Vianca swiftly dodges an Ahf'frait trolloc's attempt to cleave her.
A fade tries to slash Vianca, but she parries successfully.
Vianca tries to strike *Osiris*, but he deflects the blow.
Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less panicked.
(tic_timer): Tic length updated to: 61.013 seconds.
Vianca throws a fireball at *Osiris*, who screams in pain.
*Osiris* is mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
v
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - Vianca: Wounded - Osiris: Critical >
[bash ]
-=+**
A warhorse swishes the flies off its back with its tail.
+=
Vianca tries to strike an Ahf'frait trolloc, but he parries successfully.
A fade hisses 'This is the will of the Great Lord.'
A ramshorned trolloc tries to slash you, but you parry successfully.
A ramshorned trolloc tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Vianca, but she deflects the blow.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Vianca, but she parries successfully.
Vianca swiftly dodges an Ahf'frait trolloc's attempt to cleave her.
A fade tries to slash Vianca, but she deflects the blow.
- -=
Your bash at *Osiris* sends him sprawling!
*Osiris* 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 *Osiris*'s death cry.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Scratched >
You pierce a ramshorned trolloc's body extremely hard.
Vianca panics, and attempts to flee!
g
get all corpse
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Hurt >
j
change mood wimpy
f
You get a pair of gleaming metal boots from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a pair of thick, gold-plated greaves from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a sharp, red stone dagger from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a skin of human flesh from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a bronze belt of odd design from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a feathered Kandori paramerion from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a silver etched shield from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a silver Kandori wristcuff from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a sturdy pair of full leather gauntlets from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a pair of polished, gold-plated vambraces from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a backpack from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a black, silver-embroidered cape from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a tunic of finely-crafted chain from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a shimmering chain of gold from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a shimmering chain of gold from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a gold-chased morion with an engraved silver comb from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a gold ring delicately carved with ivy from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a gold ring delicately carved with ivy from the corpse of Osiris.
You get an oilstone from the corpse of Osiris.
Vianca leaves north riding a warhorse. ^^
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Hurt > Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Hurt >
[change mood wimpy]
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Hurt >
You try to pierce a ramshorned trolloc, but he deflects the blow.
A ramshorned trolloc tries to slash you, but you parry successfully.
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your body with his slash.
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
The Blight is an open sore in the earth, spreading its vileness in the
touch of every plant and blade of grass. Dark leaves shiver as you near
them, and branches twist eagerly in your direction. The sickly colors of
the forest grate on your nerves, the pale yellows and streaky reds a
mockery of natural purity. The hot and sweet air makes your lungs strain
and rebel in protest.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full >
nar death by bash
n
You narrate 'death by bash'
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full >
scalp
The Blight
The Mountains of Dhoom are clearly visible from here, black peaks
stretching to the sky. The mountains dominate the northern horizon, and
range as far as you can see to the east and west. You trudge on through the
pestilence of the Blight. The trees twitch noisily, and dark shapes loom
eerily in the shadows.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of Osiris is lying here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A fade emerges from the shadows as you pass by.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Strong >
The Blight
The Mountains of Dhoom are clearly visible from here, black peaks
stretching to the sky. The mountains dominate the northern horizon, and
range as far as you can see to the east and west. You trudge on through the
pestilence of the Blight. The trees twitch noisily, and dark shapes loom
eerily in the shadows.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Osiris* is here, fighting Vianca.
An Ahf'frait trolloc is here, fighting Vianca.
Lady Vianca the Honored Sister is here, fighting Osiris, riding a warhorse.
A hideous trolloc is here, fighting Vianca.
A hideous trolloc is here, fighting Vianca.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A fade is here, fighting Vianca.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Strong >
You try to pierce *Osiris*, but he parries successfully.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Strong - Vianca: Wounded - Osiris: Beaten >
A ramshorned trolloc joins a fade's fight!
A ramshorned trolloc joins a fade's fight!
A fade hisses 'This is the will of the Great Lord.'
A ramshorned trolloc tickles your left foot with his slash.
A fade hisses 'This is the will of the Great Lord.'
A ramshorned trolloc tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
You barely pierce *Osiris*'s head.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Vianca, but she parries successfully.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Vianca, but she parries successfully.
Vianca swiftly dodges an Ahf'frait trolloc's attempt to cleave her.
A fade tries to slash Vianca, but she parries successfully.
Vianca tries to strike *Osiris*, but he deflects the blow.
Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less panicked.
(tic_timer): Tic length updated to: 61.013 seconds.
Vianca throws a fireball at *Osiris*, who screams in pain.
*Osiris* is mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
v
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - Vianca: Wounded - Osiris: Critical >
[bash ]
-=+**
A warhorse swishes the flies off its back with its tail.
+=
Vianca tries to strike an Ahf'frait trolloc, but he parries successfully.
A fade hisses 'This is the will of the Great Lord.'
A ramshorned trolloc tries to slash you, but you parry successfully.
A ramshorned trolloc tries to slash you, but you deflect the blow.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Vianca, but she deflects the blow.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Vianca, but she parries successfully.
Vianca swiftly dodges an Ahf'frait trolloc's attempt to cleave her.
A fade tries to slash Vianca, but she deflects the blow.
- -=
Your bash at *Osiris* sends him sprawling!
*Osiris* 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 *Osiris*'s death cry.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Scratched >
You pierce a ramshorned trolloc's body extremely hard.
Vianca panics, and attempts to flee!
g
get all corpse
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Hurt >
j
change mood wimpy
f
You get a pair of gleaming metal boots from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a pair of thick, gold-plated greaves from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a sharp, red stone dagger from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a skin of human flesh from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a bronze belt of odd design from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a feathered Kandori paramerion from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a silver etched shield from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a silver Kandori wristcuff from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a sturdy pair of full leather gauntlets from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a pair of polished, gold-plated vambraces from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a backpack from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a black, silver-embroidered cape from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a tunic of finely-crafted chain from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a shimmering chain of gold from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a shimmering chain of gold from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a gold-chased morion with an engraved silver comb from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a gold ring delicately carved with ivy from the corpse of Osiris.
You get a gold ring delicately carved with ivy from the corpse of Osiris.
You get an oilstone from the corpse of Osiris.
Vianca leaves north riding a warhorse. ^^
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Hurt > Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Hurt >
[change mood wimpy]
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full - a ramshorned trolloc: Hurt >
You try to pierce a ramshorned trolloc, but he deflects the blow.
A ramshorned trolloc tries to slash you, but you parry successfully.
A ramshorned trolloc barely tickles your body with his slash.
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
The Blight is an open sore in the earth, spreading its vileness in the
touch of every plant and blade of grass. Dark leaves shiver as you near
them, and branches twist eagerly in your direction. The sickly colors of
the forest grate on your nerves, the pale yellows and streaky reds a
mockery of natural purity. The hot and sweet air makes your lungs strain
and rebel in protest.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
Zone: The Blight
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full >
nar death by bash
n
You narrate 'death by bash'
* R HP:Wounded MV:Full >
scalp
The Blight
The Mountains of Dhoom are clearly visible from here, black peaks
stretching to the sky. The mountains dominate the northern horizon, and
range as far as you can see to the east and west. You trudge on through the
pestilence of the Blight. The trees twitch noisily, and dark shapes loom
eerily in the shadows.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
Zone: The Blight
The corpse of Osiris is lying here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A fade emerges from the shadows as you pass by.
Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
Small Camp Among the Trees
All the fallen leaves have been cleared from the forest floor here,
allowing a large bare patch of ground to show through beneath the base of
an enormous oak tree. Two small bed rolls have been placed next to a fire
lined in stones dug from the forest floor. A stray log has been pulled up
for the occupant of the camp to rest on and has been covered with a silk
sheet. Tacked to the tree is a large piece of paper.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
A young Aes Sedai is here, seeking a Warder.
Steadfast and sure, Lord Granlin stands here.
Lord Granlin is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
*Pseudomonas* has arrived from the south.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
not
22
You start paying increased attention to your surroundings.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
8
b
*Axxye* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
[kill h.dark]
You try to crush *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring - Axxye: Wounded >
[change mood brave]
Mood changed to: Brave
Wimpy reset to: 125 hit points.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring - Axxye: Wounded > [bash ]
-=+**+
Eldrenia narrates 'im ctf cut'
=
*Pseudomonas* leaves south. vv
- -
*Erulak* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
*Wukong* has arrived from the south.
*Rakkard* has arrived from the south.
You panic and attempt to flee!
Your body is burned by a tremendous fireball sent by *Axxye*!
*Rakkard* pierces your body.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
*Wukong* blasts your body hard.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
You flee head over heels.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Deeper In the Woods
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A creek flows slowly here between its banks.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
*Pseudomonas* has arrived from the south.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Small Camp Among the Trees
[ obvious exits: S ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
*Rakkard* is standing here.
*Wukong* is standing here.
*Erulak* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
A young Aes Sedai is here, seeking a Warder.
Steadfast and sure, Lord Granlin stands here.
Lord Granlin is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring > A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Deeper In the Woods
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A creek flows slowly here between its banks.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
*Pseudomonas* is standing here.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
s
s
*Erulak* has arrived from the north, riding a shadow stallion.
*Axxye* has arrived from the north, riding a shadow stallion.
*Wukong* has arrived from the north.
*Rakkard* has arrived from the north.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
*Erulak* slashes your right leg.
You panic and attempt to flee!
*Axxye* leaves south riding a shadow stallion. vv
*Rakkard* barely pierces your left leg.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
s
*Pseudomonas* says 'p\rA'
*Wukong* blasts your left leg.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
s
s
s
*Axxye* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
You flee head over heels.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Dogwood Against the Trunks
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A green-leafed herb grows here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
A shaggy brown mare stands here.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
w
s
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
w
Alas, you cannot go that way...
s
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
w
*Erulak* has arrived from the west, riding a shadow stallion.
*Axxye* has arrived from the west, riding a shadow stallion.
*Wukong* has arrived from the west.
*Rakkard* has arrived from the west.
*Pseudomonas* pierces your right hand.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
You panic and attempt to flee!
*Axxye* barely strikes your right arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
*Rakkard* barely pierces your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
*Wukong* blasts your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
w
s
w
s
w
You flee head over heels.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Deeper In the Woods
[ obvious exits: S ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
A lithe woman flashes you a smile from the shadows.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Dogwood Against the Trunks
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A green-leafed herb grows here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
*Rakkard* is standing here.
*Pseudomonas* is standing here.
*Wukong* is standing here.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
A shaggy brown mare stands here.
*Rakkard* barely pierces your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
* R HP:Critical MV:Tiring - Rakkard: Hurt >
s
w
*Wukong* blasts your right leg hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
You panic and attempt to flee!
*Pseudomonas* pierces your right arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
s
w
*Pseudomonas* barely pierces your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
*someone* blasts your left leg hard.
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
You are dead! Sorry...
You feel the Weave of the Wheel loosen from you.
All the fallen leaves have been cleared from the forest floor here,
allowing a large bare patch of ground to show through beneath the base of
an enormous oak tree. Two small bed rolls have been placed next to a fire
lined in stones dug from the forest floor. A stray log has been pulled up
for the occupant of the camp to rest on and has been covered with a silk
sheet. Tacked to the tree is a large piece of paper.
[ obvious exits: S ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
A young Aes Sedai is here, seeking a Warder.
Steadfast and sure, Lord Granlin stands here.
Lord Granlin is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
*Pseudomonas* has arrived from the south.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
not
22
You start paying increased attention to your surroundings.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
8
b
*Axxye* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
[kill h.dark]
You try to crush *Axxye*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring - Axxye: Wounded >
[change mood brave]
Mood changed to: Brave
Wimpy reset to: 125 hit points.
* R HP:Battered MV:Tiring - Axxye: Wounded > [bash ]
-=+**+
Eldrenia narrates 'im ctf cut'
=
*Pseudomonas* leaves south. vv
- -
*Erulak* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
*Wukong* has arrived from the south.
*Rakkard* has arrived from the south.
You panic and attempt to flee!
Your body is burned by a tremendous fireball sent by *Axxye*!
*Rakkard* pierces your body.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
*Wukong* blasts your body hard.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
You flee head over heels.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Deeper In the Woods
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A creek flows slowly here between its banks.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
*Pseudomonas* has arrived from the south.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Small Camp Among the Trees
[ obvious exits: S ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
*Rakkard* is standing here.
*Wukong* is standing here.
*Erulak* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
A young Aes Sedai is here, seeking a Warder.
Steadfast and sure, Lord Granlin stands here.
Lord Granlin is surrounded by a shimmering white aura!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring > A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Deeper In the Woods
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A creek flows slowly here between its banks.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
*Pseudomonas* is standing here.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
s
s
*Erulak* has arrived from the north, riding a shadow stallion.
*Axxye* has arrived from the north, riding a shadow stallion.
*Wukong* has arrived from the north.
*Rakkard* has arrived from the north.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
*Erulak* slashes your right leg.
You panic and attempt to flee!
*Axxye* leaves south riding a shadow stallion. vv
*Rakkard* barely pierces your left leg.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
s
*Pseudomonas* says 'p\rA'
*Wukong* blasts your left leg.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
s
s
s
*Axxye* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
You flee head over heels.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Dogwood Against the Trunks
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A green-leafed herb grows here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
A shaggy brown mare stands here.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
w
s
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
w
Alas, you cannot go that way...
s
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R HP:Beaten MV:Tiring >
w
*Erulak* has arrived from the west, riding a shadow stallion.
*Axxye* has arrived from the west, riding a shadow stallion.
*Wukong* has arrived from the west.
*Rakkard* has arrived from the west.
*Pseudomonas* pierces your right hand.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
You panic and attempt to flee!
*Axxye* barely strikes your right arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
*Rakkard* barely pierces your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
*Wukong* blasts your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
w
s
w
s
w
You flee head over heels.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Deeper In the Woods
[ obvious exits: S ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
A lithe woman flashes you a smile from the shadows.
A warhorse pulls a flatbed wagon along.
Dogwood Against the Trunks
[ obvious exits: N W ]
Zone: Thin Woodlands
A flatbed wagon rocks back and forth on spoked wheels, pulled by a warhorse.
A green-leafed herb grows here.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, pulling a flatbed wagon, being ridden by you.
*Rakkard* is standing here.
*Pseudomonas* is standing here.
*Wukong* is standing here.
*Axxye* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
A shaggy brown mare stands here.
*Rakkard* barely pierces your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
flee
* R HP:Critical MV:Tiring - Rakkard: Hurt >
s
w
*Wukong* blasts your right leg hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
You panic and attempt to flee!
*Pseudomonas* pierces your right arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
s
w
*Pseudomonas* barely pierces your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wince from the pain you suddenly feel from Eldrenia.
*someone* blasts your left leg hard.
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
You are dead! Sorry...
You feel the Weave of the Wheel loosen from you.
-
pseudomonas
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Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
You might think it was the trollocs but in reality your flee trigger killed you, Draz.
Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
It didn’t look good here but sometimes Draz AI or Draiz as I like to call it works impressively well.
Re: Ouch! That really did HURT!
Yeah the flee trigger was noticeable there.