Fail!
Re: Fail!
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring > hide
The Blight
Here the Blight opens right upon the very edge of the Mountains of Dhoom. The
mountain range dwarfs you, and covers the sky as far as you can see along the
horizon. The smallest of the peaks rise in front of you, but the base of the
mountains are completely unclimbable.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
North: *Stomper* is standing here.
South: A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A trolloc is here, exhorting a group of trolloc raiders.
A trolloc is here ruling a group of trollocs.
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring > You attempt to hide yourself.
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring > n
hide
backstab h.dark
Twisted Path in the Blight
This path winds up a slope to an apparently dark and deserted castle.
Two columns of tall, slender spruce trees line both sides of the steep
path. Over the tops of the trees to the left, the white, jagged peaks of
the Mountains of Dhoom can be seen. The terrain is rough and rocky, and
the sickly air of the Blight is warm and humid.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
South: A trolloc is here, exhorting a group of trolloc raiders.
*Stomper* is standing here.
A short, shifty-eyed man eyes you calmly.
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring > You attempt to hide yourself.
You silently approach your victim...
*
*Stomper* says 'bCCq'
Ooops. Your clumsy execution broadcasts your intentions.
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered >
*Stomper* says 'MFHF'
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered >
*Stomper* says '^t?C'
flee
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered >
Dougan Revarnan joins Stomper's fight!
Dougan Revarnan giggles slightly as his hands unleash flame.
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Dougan Revarnan burn your body!
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered >
Dougan Revarnan slashes your right arm extremely hard.
Dougan Revarnan's hands clench as his fury is weaved into being.
Your body is burned by a tremendous fireball sent by Dougan Revarnan!
*Stomper* tries to slice you, but you deflect the blow.
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered > nar clumsy Stomper :(
You panic and attempt to flee!
Dougan Revarnan slashes your left arm hard.
*Stomper* slices your body into bloody fragments!
You flee head over heels.
The Blight
Here the Blight opens right upon the very edge of the Mountains of Dhoom. The
mountain range dwarfs you, and covers the sky as far as you can see along the
horizon. The smallest of the peaks rise in front of you, but the base of the
mountains are completely unclimbable.
[ obvious exits: N S W ]
North: *Stomper* is standing here.
South: A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A trolloc is here, exhorting a group of trolloc raiders.
A trolloc is here ruling a group of trollocs.
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring > You attempt to hide yourself.
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring > n
hide
backstab h.dark
Twisted Path in the Blight
This path winds up a slope to an apparently dark and deserted castle.
Two columns of tall, slender spruce trees line both sides of the steep
path. Over the tops of the trees to the left, the white, jagged peaks of
the Mountains of Dhoom can be seen. The terrain is rough and rocky, and
the sickly air of the Blight is warm and humid.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
South: A trolloc is here, exhorting a group of trolloc raiders.
*Stomper* is standing here.
A short, shifty-eyed man eyes you calmly.
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring > You attempt to hide yourself.
You silently approach your victim...
*
*Stomper* says 'bCCq'
Ooops. Your clumsy execution broadcasts your intentions.
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered >
*Stomper* says 'MFHF'
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered >
*Stomper* says '^t?C'
flee
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered >
Dougan Revarnan joins Stomper's fight!
Dougan Revarnan giggles slightly as his hands unleash flame.
You gasp in pain as streaks of fire from Dougan Revarnan burn your body!
* S HP:Hurt MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered >
Dougan Revarnan slashes your right arm extremely hard.
Dougan Revarnan's hands clench as his fury is weaved into being.
Your body is burned by a tremendous fireball sent by Dougan Revarnan!
*Stomper* tries to slice you, but you deflect the blow.
* S HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Stomper: Battered > nar clumsy Stomper :(
You panic and attempt to flee!
Dougan Revarnan slashes your left arm hard.
*Stomper* slices your body into bloody fragments!
You flee head over heels.
Re: Fail!
23:05:52.428 Twisted Path in the Blight
23:05:52.429 This path winds up a slope to an apparently dark and deserted castle.
23:05:52.435 Two columns of tall, slender spruce trees line both sides of the steep
23:05:52.435 path. Over the tops of the trees to the left, the white, jagged peaks of
23:05:52.436 the Mountains of Dhoom can be seen. The terrain is rough and rocky, and
23:05:52.441 the sickly air of the Blight is warm and humid.
23:05:52.445 [ obvious exits: N S ]
23:05:52.445 Zone: The Ruined Keep
23:05:52.445 A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
23:05:52.451 Jaxon Lane is standing here.
23:05:52.453 *Stomper* is standing here.
23:05:52.454 A short, shifty-eyed man eyes you calmly.
23:05:52.558 * R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
23:05:52.604 x
23:05:52.900 x
23:05:52.926 [k 1.dark]
23:05:52.926 You try to cleave *Stomper*, but he parries successfully.
23:05:53.064 * R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Stomper: Battered >
23:05:53.426 [k 1.dark]
23:05:53.426 You do the best you can!
23:05:53.427 Jaxon tries to pierce *Stomper*, but he parries successfully.
23:05:53.563 * R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Stomper: Battered >
23:05:53.667 xx
23:05:53.939 bas
23:05:54.175 Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
23:05:54.318 * R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Stomper: Battered >
23:05:54.565
23:05:54.588 (tic_timer): Tic in 7 seconds! -=
23:05:55.290 *Stomper* slices your right foot.
23:05:55.292 Dougan Revarnan joins Stomper's fight!
23:05:55.293 Dougan Revarnan's hands make a sharp, circular motion.
23:05:55.297 A violent storm erupts and fierce winds blow through the area.
23:05:55.302 A hurricane force wind lifts you off the ground!
23:05:55.339 A warhorse is lifted off the ground and blown away. <--- So long, my good friend. It was nice knowing you.
23:05:55.343 Entrance to the Courtyard
23:05:55.343 It is now obvious just how run down this castle is. The walls surrounding
23:05:55.350 the castle have become piles of rubble in many places or are nearly
23:05:55.350 completely covered by large thorny vines. Most of the towers on the wall have
23:05:55.356 collapsed rendering them totally useless. The ceilings of both keeps have
23:05:55.361 also fallen in on themselves totally destroying the top level of each. To
23:05:55.368 the east are the twin keeps, and the courtyard continues in all directions.
23:05:55.375 [ obvious exits: N E S W ]
23:05:55.375 Zone: The Ruined Keep
23:05:55.378 A bearish trolloc towers here, its snout drawn into a snarl.
23:05:55.383 A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
+**+=- -=
23:05:57.795 They're not here anymore!
That is a very mean place to drop dougan.
23:05:52.429 This path winds up a slope to an apparently dark and deserted castle.
23:05:52.435 Two columns of tall, slender spruce trees line both sides of the steep
23:05:52.435 path. Over the tops of the trees to the left, the white, jagged peaks of
23:05:52.436 the Mountains of Dhoom can be seen. The terrain is rough and rocky, and
23:05:52.441 the sickly air of the Blight is warm and humid.
23:05:52.445 [ obvious exits: N S ]
23:05:52.445 Zone: The Ruined Keep
23:05:52.445 A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
23:05:52.451 Jaxon Lane is standing here.
23:05:52.453 *Stomper* is standing here.
23:05:52.454 A short, shifty-eyed man eyes you calmly.
23:05:52.558 * R HP:Hurt MV:Full >
23:05:52.604 x
23:05:52.900 x
23:05:52.926 [k 1.dark]
23:05:52.926 You try to cleave *Stomper*, but he parries successfully.
23:05:53.064 * R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Stomper: Battered >
23:05:53.426 [k 1.dark]
23:05:53.426 You do the best you can!
23:05:53.427 Jaxon tries to pierce *Stomper*, but he parries successfully.
23:05:53.563 * R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Stomper: Battered >
23:05:53.667 xx
23:05:53.939 bas
23:05:54.175 Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
23:05:54.318 * R HP:Hurt MV:Full - Stomper: Battered >
23:05:54.565
23:05:54.588 (tic_timer): Tic in 7 seconds! -=
23:05:55.290 *Stomper* slices your right foot.
23:05:55.292 Dougan Revarnan joins Stomper's fight!
23:05:55.293 Dougan Revarnan's hands make a sharp, circular motion.
23:05:55.297 A violent storm erupts and fierce winds blow through the area.
23:05:55.302 A hurricane force wind lifts you off the ground!
23:05:55.339 A warhorse is lifted off the ground and blown away. <--- So long, my good friend. It was nice knowing you.
23:05:55.343 Entrance to the Courtyard
23:05:55.343 It is now obvious just how run down this castle is. The walls surrounding
23:05:55.350 the castle have become piles of rubble in many places or are nearly
23:05:55.350 completely covered by large thorny vines. Most of the towers on the wall have
23:05:55.356 collapsed rendering them totally useless. The ceilings of both keeps have
23:05:55.361 also fallen in on themselves totally destroying the top level of each. To
23:05:55.368 the east are the twin keeps, and the courtyard continues in all directions.
23:05:55.375 [ obvious exits: N E S W ]
23:05:55.375 Zone: The Ruined Keep
23:05:55.378 A bearish trolloc towers here, its snout drawn into a snarl.
23:05:55.383 A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
+**+=- -=
23:05:57.795 They're not here anymore!
That is a very mean place to drop dougan.
Re: Fail!
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > A Winding Road
The dusty road takes a turn around a small rock outcropping, turning to the
north as it heads through the encroaching forest. Vines and creepers snake
their way onto the rarely frequented road in search of sustenance. An
occasional cobblestone breaks through the dust and dirt suggesting that this
road was once well used and maintained.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > Alas, you cannot go that way...
n
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > A Winding Road
The road continues its path through the thick forest. Deep ruts slash
through the road like old scars. The hard earth is packed from countless
forays made by Shienaran soldiers. To the east and west dense forest
borders the road.
A big sign has been put up here.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
North:
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > 0
[where ]
Players in your Zone
--------------------
Arjuna - A Winding Road
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > n
hide
backstab h.dark
A Winding Road
The Mountains of Dhoom lie far to the north. The mountain peaks disappear into
the low cloud cover. The road curves to the east just ahead out of sight behind
a grove of leatherleaf trees. The air is hot and stifling even in winter times.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > You attempt to hide yourself.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > Backstab who?
n
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > n
Shadowing a Road
The forest has receeded off of the road here. Long since burnt out campfires
scatter the area, likely a stopping place for troops on the move. The grass is
flattened, suggesting recent passage by some large groups of soldiers.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
*Jestin* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > nar windg
2
You narrate 'windg'
3
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [hide ]
You attempt to hide yourself.
[backstab h.dark] inded >
You silently approach your victim...
*Jestin* forms a beautiful weave of white light about *Jestin*'s body.
Ooops. Your clumsy execution broadcasts your intentions.
*Jestin* panics, and attempts to flee!
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded - Jestin: Battered >
*Jestin* tries to strike you, but you parry successfully.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded - Jestin: Battered > nar clumsy
change mood wimpy
*Jestin* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
Langois tries to scythe *Jestin*, but he deflects the blow.
The dusty road takes a turn around a small rock outcropping, turning to the
north as it heads through the encroaching forest. Vines and creepers snake
their way onto the rarely frequented road in search of sustenance. An
occasional cobblestone breaks through the dust and dirt suggesting that this
road was once well used and maintained.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > Alas, you cannot go that way...
n
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > A Winding Road
The road continues its path through the thick forest. Deep ruts slash
through the road like old scars. The hard earth is packed from countless
forays made by Shienaran soldiers. To the east and west dense forest
borders the road.
A big sign has been put up here.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
North:
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > 0
[where ]
Players in your Zone
--------------------
Arjuna - A Winding Road
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > n
hide
backstab h.dark
A Winding Road
The Mountains of Dhoom lie far to the north. The mountain peaks disappear into
the low cloud cover. The road curves to the east just ahead out of sight behind
a grove of leatherleaf trees. The air is hot and stifling even in winter times.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > You attempt to hide yourself.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > Backstab who?
n
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > n
Shadowing a Road
The forest has receeded off of the road here. Long since burnt out campfires
scatter the area, likely a stopping place for troops on the move. The grass is
flattened, suggesting recent passage by some large groups of soldiers.
[ obvious exits: E S ]
*Jestin* is standing here, riding a shadow stallion.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > nar windg
2
You narrate 'windg'
3
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded > [hide ]
You attempt to hide yourself.
[backstab h.dark] inded >
You silently approach your victim...
*Jestin* forms a beautiful weave of white light about *Jestin*'s body.
Ooops. Your clumsy execution broadcasts your intentions.
*Jestin* panics, and attempts to flee!
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded - Jestin: Battered >
*Jestin* tries to strike you, but you parry successfully.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Winded - Jestin: Battered > nar clumsy
change mood wimpy
*Jestin* tries to strike you, but you deflect the blow.
Langois tries to scythe *Jestin*, but he deflects the blow.
Re: Fail!
n
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full >
x
x
Deserted Guest House
A massive table of wood stands in the center of this room, which appears to
have been deserted long ago. Other than the table, the only sign that
anyone has been here is a crooked, dusty portrait of an ogier Elder hanging
on the east wall. There is a darkened room to the west.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
Zone: Blighted Grove
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Sklarr* is here, fighting Williard.
Williard Gray is here, fighting Kryyg, riding a warhorse.
*Kryyg* is here, fighting Jaxon.
Jaxon Lane is here, fighting Revescaal.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
*Revescaal* is sitting here.
A hideous trolloc is here, fighting Williard.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A boarish trolloc is here, fighting Jaxon.
A boarish trolloc is here, fighting Jaxon.
A myrddraal is here, fighting Williard.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full >
[k 1.dark]
You try to cleave *Sklarr*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
Williard tries to stab *Kryyg*, but he deflects the blow.
[k 1.dark]
You do the best you can!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
You cleave *Sklarr*'s left foot hard.
A myrddraal slashes Williard's body very hard.
Williard swiftly dodges a hideous trolloc's attempt to cleave him.
Williard stabs *Kryyg*'s body extremely hard.
*Kryyg* is dead! R.I.P.
You feel the Weave of the Wheel tighten around you.
You receive your share of experience...
Oh, much better the second time around.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Kryyg*'s death cry.
A boarish trolloc cleaves Jaxon's body.
A boarish trolloc cleaves Jaxon's body.
Jaxon scythes *Revescaal*'s body hard.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
cmb
[change mood brave]
Mood changed to: Brave
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
bas
Jaxon panics, and attempts to flee!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
Williard stabs *Sklarr*'s body hard.
-
Williard avoids being bashed by *Sklarr* who loses his balance and falls!
get all corpse=
A hideous trolloc has arrived from the south.
A hideous trolloc barely tickles your body with its cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
+
Cancelled.
Jaxon leaves south. vv
Williard narrates 'rip kryyg'
You get an oilstone from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a large number of gold crowns from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a copper penny from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a thin vial of yellow fluid from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a thin vial of yellow fluid from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a throwing knife from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a pair of thick, gold-plated greaves from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a wicked knife bladed axe from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a silver etched shield from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a jeweled wristcuff from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get an inky black cloak from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a pair of golden braids woven into the cloak from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a shimmering chain of gold from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a gold ring delicately carved with ivy from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a gold ring delicately carved with ivy from the corpse of Kryyg.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
Jumi narrates 'i' wn'
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
A hideous trolloc barely tickles your body with its cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A boarish trolloc joins a myrddraal's fight!
A boarish trolloc joins a myrddraal's fight!
Williard stabs *Sklarr*'s body hard.
A myrddraal tries to slash Williard, but he parries successfully.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Williard, but he parries successfully.
Williard stabs *Sklarr*'s left arm.
*Revescaal* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Revescaal* leaves south. vv
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Beaten >
cmw
f
[change mood wimpy]
Beads of cold sweat begin to emerge from your face!
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Beaten >
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
You panic and attempt to flee!
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
(tic_timer): Tic in 7 seconds!
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
drop claok
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
Williard panics, and attempts to flee!
You are dead! Sorry...
Ouch! You lose a level.
should've dropped the cloak before trying to flee. ugh
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full >
x
x
Deserted Guest House
A massive table of wood stands in the center of this room, which appears to
have been deserted long ago. Other than the table, the only sign that
anyone has been here is a crooked, dusty portrait of an ogier Elder hanging
on the east wall. There is a darkened room to the west.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
Zone: Blighted Grove
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Sklarr* is here, fighting Williard.
Williard Gray is here, fighting Kryyg, riding a warhorse.
*Kryyg* is here, fighting Jaxon.
Jaxon Lane is here, fighting Revescaal.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
*Revescaal* is sitting here.
A hideous trolloc is here, fighting Williard.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A boarish trolloc is here, fighting Jaxon.
A boarish trolloc is here, fighting Jaxon.
A myrddraal is here, fighting Williard.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full >
[k 1.dark]
You try to cleave *Sklarr*, but he deflects the blow.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
Williard tries to stab *Kryyg*, but he deflects the blow.
[k 1.dark]
You do the best you can!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
You cleave *Sklarr*'s left foot hard.
A myrddraal slashes Williard's body very hard.
Williard swiftly dodges a hideous trolloc's attempt to cleave him.
Williard stabs *Kryyg*'s body extremely hard.
*Kryyg* is dead! R.I.P.
You feel the Weave of the Wheel tighten around you.
You receive your share of experience...
Oh, much better the second time around.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Kryyg*'s death cry.
A boarish trolloc cleaves Jaxon's body.
A boarish trolloc cleaves Jaxon's body.
Jaxon scythes *Revescaal*'s body hard.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
cmb
[change mood brave]
Mood changed to: Brave
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
bas
Jaxon panics, and attempts to flee!
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
Williard stabs *Sklarr*'s body hard.
-
Williard avoids being bashed by *Sklarr* who loses his balance and falls!
get all corpse=
A hideous trolloc has arrived from the south.
A hideous trolloc barely tickles your body with its cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
+
Cancelled.
Jaxon leaves south. vv
Williard narrates 'rip kryyg'
You get an oilstone from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a large number of gold crowns from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a copper penny from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a thin vial of yellow fluid from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a thin vial of yellow fluid from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a throwing knife from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a pair of thick, gold-plated greaves from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a wicked knife bladed axe from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a silver etched shield from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a jeweled wristcuff from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get an inky black cloak from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a pair of golden braids woven into the cloak from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a shimmering chain of gold from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a gold ring delicately carved with ivy from the corpse of Kryyg.
You get a gold ring delicately carved with ivy from the corpse of Kryyg.
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
Jumi narrates 'i' wn'
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Battered >
A hideous trolloc barely tickles your body with its cleave.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A boarish trolloc joins a myrddraal's fight!
A boarish trolloc joins a myrddraal's fight!
Williard stabs *Sklarr*'s body hard.
A myrddraal tries to slash Williard, but he parries successfully.
A hideous trolloc tries to cleave Williard, but he parries successfully.
Williard stabs *Sklarr*'s left arm.
*Revescaal* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Revescaal* leaves south. vv
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Beaten >
cmw
f
[change mood wimpy]
Beads of cold sweat begin to emerge from your face!
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Beaten MV:Full - Williard: Wounded - Sklarr: Beaten >
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
You panic and attempt to flee!
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
(tic_timer): Tic in 7 seconds!
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
drop claok
You feel some dark power draining your life force...
Williard panics, and attempts to flee!
You are dead! Sorry...
Ouch! You lose a level.
should've dropped the cloak before trying to flee. ugh
Re: Fail!
* HP:Critical MV:Full > Deserted Guest House
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
The corpse of Kiltwich is lying here.
The corpse of Kryyg is lying here.
*Jumi* is standing here, riding a gray palfrey.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A silent, black-robed figure watches you from afar.
*Jumi* leaves south riding a gray palfrey.
w
o HP:Critical MV:Full > A Dusty Bedroom
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving east.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving east.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving north.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
*Williard* is standing here, riding a warhorse.
* HP:Critical MV:Strong > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* HP:Critical MV:Strong >
n
*Williard* stabs your body hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
cc
* HP:Critical MV:Strong - Williard: Wounded > No way! You're fighting for your life!
n
* HP:Critical MV:Strong - Williard: Wounded > [op brokengate]
It's already open!
f
* HP:Critical MV:Strong - Williard: Wounded > Sklarr narrates 'kilt mobbed'
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* HP:Critical MV:Strong - Williard: Wounded >
You try to slash *Williard*, but he deflects the blow.
*Williard* stabs your left leg.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
The weak light cast upon the dismal grove dissipates as the sun sets.
Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less panicked.
*Williard* sheathes the glazed katars of Mondoran into a camouflaged hood.
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
Deserted Guest House
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
The corpse of Kiltwich is lying here.
The corpse of Kryyg is lying here.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A silent, black-robed figure watches you from afar.
o HP:Critical MV:Full >
a
x
x
[k h.light]
They aren't here.
*Jumi* has arrived from the south, riding a gray palfrey.
* HP:Critical MV:Full > [k light]
You slash *Jumi*'s right leg hard.
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Jumi: Beaten > *Jumi* strikes your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A hideous trolloc joins your fight!
A hideous trolloc joins a hideous trolloc's fight!
A boarish trolloc joins your fight!
A boarish trolloc joins a boarish trolloc's fight!
A myrddraal joins a boarish trolloc's fight!
You slash *Jumi*'s body.
[k light]
You do the best you can!
scan
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Jumi: Beaten >
f
*Williard* has arrived from the west, riding a warhorse.
South: A wolfish trolloc is here, howling for blood.
West: Ghren the Bearish Trolloc is standing here.
w
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Jumi: Beaten > *Williard* stabs your right arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You panic and attempt to flee!
w
Ghren has arrived from the west.
*Jumi* panics, and attempts to flee!
cc
*someone* barely stabs your right leg.
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
You're in no shape to flee!
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
*someone* leaves west riding a gray palfrey.
n
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Williard: Wounded > No way! You're fighting for your life!
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Williard: Wounded > [op brokengate]
I see no brokengate here.
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Williard: Wounded > No way! You're fighting for your life!
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Williard: Wounded >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
sc
You have -2(403) hit and 255(262) movement points.
You have scored 108891693 experience points and 1142 quest points.
You need 1726927670 exp to level and 1858 qp to rank.
You have amassed 740 Turn points to date, ranking you Reaver Third.
You have played 31 days and 6 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Revescaal the Master Torturer [Dhai'mon 7] (Level 51).
You are incapacitated, slowly fading away...
HP:Critical MV:Full >
l
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
You suddenly feel a bit better!
l
o HP:Critical MV:Full > Deserted Guest House
A massive table of wood stands in the center of this room, which appears to
have been deserted long ago. Other than the table, the only sign that
anyone has been here is a crooked, dusty portrait of an ogier Elder hanging
on the east wall. There is a darkened room to the west.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
The corpse of Jumi is lying here.
The corpse of Kiltwich is lying here.
The corpse of Kryyg is lying here.
Sklarr the Wretched Cretin is standing here.
A gray palfrey prances skittishly nearby.
Ghren the Bearish Trolloc is standing here.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A silent, black-robed figure watches you from afar.
o HP:Critical MV:Full >
stand
Sklarr says 'hi'
*Williard* has arrived from the west, riding a warhorse.
*Williard* leaves south riding a warhorse.
You stop resting, and stand up.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
The corpse of Kiltwich is lying here.
The corpse of Kryyg is lying here.
*Jumi* is standing here, riding a gray palfrey.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A silent, black-robed figure watches you from afar.
*Jumi* leaves south riding a gray palfrey.
w
o HP:Critical MV:Full > A Dusty Bedroom
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving east.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving east.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving north.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving east.
*Williard* is standing here, riding a warhorse.
* HP:Critical MV:Strong > Alas, you cannot go that way...
* HP:Critical MV:Strong >
n
*Williard* stabs your body hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
cc
* HP:Critical MV:Strong - Williard: Wounded > No way! You're fighting for your life!
n
* HP:Critical MV:Strong - Williard: Wounded > [op brokengate]
It's already open!
f
* HP:Critical MV:Strong - Williard: Wounded > Sklarr narrates 'kilt mobbed'
No way! You're fighting for your life!
* HP:Critical MV:Strong - Williard: Wounded >
You try to slash *Williard*, but he deflects the blow.
*Williard* stabs your left leg.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
The weak light cast upon the dismal grove dissipates as the sun sets.
Your heartbeat calms down more as you feel less panicked.
*Williard* sheathes the glazed katars of Mondoran into a camouflaged hood.
You panic and attempt to flee!
You flee head over heels.
Deserted Guest House
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
The corpse of Kiltwich is lying here.
The corpse of Kryyg is lying here.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A silent, black-robed figure watches you from afar.
o HP:Critical MV:Full >
a
x
x
[k h.light]
They aren't here.
*Jumi* has arrived from the south, riding a gray palfrey.
* HP:Critical MV:Full > [k light]
You slash *Jumi*'s right leg hard.
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Jumi: Beaten > *Jumi* strikes your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A hideous trolloc joins your fight!
A hideous trolloc joins a hideous trolloc's fight!
A boarish trolloc joins your fight!
A boarish trolloc joins a boarish trolloc's fight!
A myrddraal joins a boarish trolloc's fight!
You slash *Jumi*'s body.
[k light]
You do the best you can!
scan
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Jumi: Beaten >
f
*Williard* has arrived from the west, riding a warhorse.
South: A wolfish trolloc is here, howling for blood.
West: Ghren the Bearish Trolloc is standing here.
w
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Jumi: Beaten > *Williard* stabs your right arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You panic and attempt to flee!
w
Ghren has arrived from the west.
*Jumi* panics, and attempts to flee!
cc
*someone* barely stabs your right leg.
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
You're in no shape to flee!
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
*someone* leaves west riding a gray palfrey.
n
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Williard: Wounded > No way! You're fighting for your life!
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Williard: Wounded > [op brokengate]
I see no brokengate here.
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Williard: Wounded > No way! You're fighting for your life!
* HP:Critical MV:Full - Williard: Wounded >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
w
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
sc
You have -2(403) hit and 255(262) movement points.
You have scored 108891693 experience points and 1142 quest points.
You need 1726927670 exp to level and 1858 qp to rank.
You have amassed 740 Turn points to date, ranking you Reaver Third.
You have played 31 days and 6 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Revescaal the Master Torturer [Dhai'mon 7] (Level 51).
You are incapacitated, slowly fading away...
HP:Critical MV:Full >
l
You're in pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Critical MV:Full >
You suddenly feel a bit better!
l
o HP:Critical MV:Full > Deserted Guest House
A massive table of wood stands in the center of this room, which appears to
have been deserted long ago. Other than the table, the only sign that
anyone has been here is a crooked, dusty portrait of an ogier Elder hanging
on the east wall. There is a darkened room to the west.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
There are some bloody traces of a myrddraal leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving west.
The corpse of Jumi is lying here.
The corpse of Kiltwich is lying here.
The corpse of Kryyg is lying here.
Sklarr the Wretched Cretin is standing here.
A gray palfrey prances skittishly nearby.
Ghren the Bearish Trolloc is standing here.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A hideous trolloc is here, in a world of hurt.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A beastly, boar-headed trolloc growls maliciously.
A silent, black-robed figure watches you from afar.
o HP:Critical MV:Full >
stand
Sklarr says 'hi'
*Williard* has arrived from the west, riding a warhorse.
*Williard* leaves south riding a warhorse.
You stop resting, and stand up.
Re: Fail!
Fighting a crit crit battle. Should of known was waiting for it but alas, happens all the time with these guys :p
* R HP:Critical MV:Strong > Tarwin's Gap
To either side the tall walls of Tarwin's Gap loom overhead, with the pitch
black peaks of the Mountains of Dhoom beyond. Small tufts of grass poke out
of the rocky soil, among the debris that litters the ground. The way seems
cluttered with boulders to the north, but the gap continues to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Osiris* is standing here.
A rat scurries around trying to get out of sight.
A black wolf growls loudly, poised to leap.
A rat scurries around trying to get out of sight.
*Osiris* tries to hack you, but you parry successfully.
k dark
* R HP:Critical MV:Strong - Osiris: Critical > h
You do the best you can!
*Jaimie* tries to pierce you, but you parry successfully.
[bash h.dark] rong - Osiris: Critical >
+
*Jaimie* pierces your head hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
A rat starts following you.
A black wolf tries to hit Jaimie, but he dodges the attack.
A rat starts following you.
*Osiris* hacks your body hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
*
*Erulak* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
+change mood wimpy
f
n
Cancelled.
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Critical MV:Strong - Osiris: Critical > n
You panic and attempt to flee!
n
n
Jaimie swiftly dodges a black wolf's attempt to hit him.
*Jaimie* pierces your left leg very hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*someone* hacks your body hard.
You are dead! Sorry...
You feel the Weave of the Wheel loosen from you.
Ouch! You lose a level.
Great "fun" as usual
* R HP:Critical MV:Strong > Tarwin's Gap
To either side the tall walls of Tarwin's Gap loom overhead, with the pitch
black peaks of the Mountains of Dhoom beyond. Small tufts of grass poke out
of the rocky soil, among the debris that litters the ground. The way seems
cluttered with boulders to the north, but the gap continues to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving south.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently, being ridden by you.
*Osiris* is standing here.
A rat scurries around trying to get out of sight.
A black wolf growls loudly, poised to leap.
A rat scurries around trying to get out of sight.
*Osiris* tries to hack you, but you parry successfully.
k dark
* R HP:Critical MV:Strong - Osiris: Critical > h
You do the best you can!
*Jaimie* tries to pierce you, but you parry successfully.
[bash h.dark] rong - Osiris: Critical >
+
*Jaimie* pierces your head hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
A rat starts following you.
A black wolf tries to hit Jaimie, but he dodges the attack.
A rat starts following you.
*Osiris* hacks your body hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
*
*Erulak* has arrived from the south, riding a shadow stallion.
+change mood wimpy
f
n
Cancelled.
Mood changed to: Wimpy
* R HP:Critical MV:Strong - Osiris: Critical > n
You panic and attempt to flee!
n
n
Jaimie swiftly dodges a black wolf's attempt to hit him.
*Jaimie* pierces your left leg very hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*someone* hacks your body hard.
You are dead! Sorry...
You feel the Weave of the Wheel loosen from you.
Ouch! You lose a level.
Great "fun" as usual