Was heading home from some andor pk via ways, when this ensued:
* R S HP:Wounded DP:Bursting MV:Strong > d
At a Vine-Carved Door
Standing in the midst of a large, heavily pitted flagstone circle is what
appears to be a massive arch with intricate vines and leaves carved upon
its surface. Almost hidden from view is a thin crack running from the
topmost part of the arch to the bottom. This arch is in stark contrast to its
surroundings, the deepest of pitch darkness attempts to consume all light.
[ obvious exits: S U ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving vvSOUTHvv
A faded tapestry of vines and leaves entwine around a slab of pale stone.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil, being ridden by you.
o R S HP:Wounded DP:Bursting MV:Strong >
The Machin Shin has arrived from the south.
o R S HP:Wounded DP:Bursting MV:Strong >
*Waylon* has arrived from above.
* R S HP:Wounded DP:Bursting MV:Strong >
*Waylon* barely scythes your left leg.
* R S HP:Wounded DP:Bursting MV:Strong - Waylon: Wounded >
You gaze deeply into the soul of *Waylon*.
*Waylon* looks very strange, glaring about with a sense of panic.
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
*Waylon* barely scythes your body.
* R S HP:Wounded DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Wounded >
The vinedoor closes quietly.
The winds, the screams of sweet songs, tear all along the flesh of Waylon.
* R S HP:Wounded DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Battered > bash
The winds, the screams of sweet songs, tear all along the flesh of Waylon.
The winds approach you... Sweet songs, songs of skin... Tearing skin...
Ouch!
The winds, the screams of sweet songs, tear all along the flesh of Waylon.
The winds approach you... Sweet songs, songs of skin... Tearing skin...
Ouch!
You slash *Waylon*'s left leg hard.
*Waylon* scythes your body.
*Waylon* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
You're in no position to do anything aggressive.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Beaten > bash
*Waylon* scythes your body hard.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Beaten >
*Waylon* mounts an attack against you, but weak nerves get the better of him.
= Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Beaten >
The winds, the screams of sweet songs, tear all along the flesh of Waylon.
The winds approach you... Sweet songs, songs of skin... Tearing skin...
Ouch!
*
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Waylon* barely scythes your body.
=
*Waylon* gets a vial filled with a dark red liquid from a backpack.
Your bash at *Waylon* sends him sprawling!
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > take tinful pack
quaff tinful
You get a tinful of a black, foul liquid from a backpack.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > You quaff a tinful of a black, foul liquid which dissolves.
Hmmmmmmmmm.. That was quite good actually.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > bash
You slash *Waylon*'s right leg.
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
They already seem to be stunned.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
You slash *Waylon*'s left arm.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
*Waylon* quaffs a vial filled with a dark red liquid.
*Waylon* looks less panicked.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
*Waylon* scythes your right arm hard.
*Waylon* leaves south.
o R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong > kh
s
[k light]
They aren't here.
o R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong > kh
kh
Approaching a Vine-Carved Door
Upon this path one must be weary to stay away from the edges. The arch is
not level, sloping ever so slightly downwards on either side. This barely
perceivable slope is slight enough to make it hard to notice, yet dangerous
enough to cause the unwary to slip off the sides. A dark, multi-hued
flagstone span veers off of this path and approaches a vine-covered door.
[ obvious exits: N E S U D ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving --DOWN--
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil, being ridden by you.
*Waylon* is standing here.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong > The Machin Shin has arrived from the north.
[k light]
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > [k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > cmz
[change mood berserk]
Mood changed to: Berserk
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
*Waylon* scythes your body.
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he deflects the blow.
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > kh
[k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Battered DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > kh
The winds approach you... Sweet songs, songs of skin... Tearing skin...
Ouch!
The winds, the screams of sweet songs, tear all along the flesh of Waylon.
[k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
*Waylon* leaves down.
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > kh
[k light]
They aren't here.
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > d
kh
Twisting Through the Ways
The stone blocks that make up the arches of this part of the Ways are
crumbling. Small chunks of stone and dust crunch underneath the feet of
everything that threads on it. A low banister supported by stonework columns
runs along the edge of the span.
[ obvious exits: E S W U D ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving <<WEST<<
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving >>EAST>>
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil, being ridden by you.
*Waylon* is standing here.
kh
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > kh
*Waylon* leaves west.
[k light]
They aren't here.
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > [k light]
They aren't here.
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > kh
The Machin Shin has arrived from above.
The Machin Shin leaves down.
[k light]
They aren't here.
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > [k light]
They aren't here.
w
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > kh
kh
An Island in the Ways
Pitted flagstones have been laid in a circular formation, the outer edges
of which are hidden by the foreboding darkness. In the exact center of the
circle stands a tall monolith, engraved with strange markings that only the
most fastidious could interpret. Careful exploration shows the edge
partially guarded by a low half-wall with only infinite darkness beyond.
[ obvious exits: N E W U D ]
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving --DOWN--
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving >>EAST>>
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil, being ridden by you.
*Waylon* is sitting here.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > [k light]
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > [k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > kh
*Waylon* tickles your body with his scythe.
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
[k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
You slash *Waylon*'s body.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > kh
*Waylon* leaves east.
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > [k light]
They aren't here.
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > e
kh
kh
Twisting Through the Ways
The stone blocks that make up the arches of this part of the Ways are
crumbling. Small chunks of stone and dust crunch underneath the feet of
everything that threads on it. A low banister supported by stonework columns
runs along the edge of the span.
[ obvious exits: E S W U D ]
There are some bloody traces of a human leaving <<WEST<<
There are some bloody traces of a trolloc leaving <<WEST<<
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving <<WEST<<
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil, being ridden by you.
Whispering and rushing with sinister songs, the black wind approaches.
*Waylon* is standing here.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > [k light]
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > *Waylon* barely scythes your left leg.
The Machin Shin leaves east.
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
[k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he deflects the blow.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical >
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > kh
[k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > kh
[k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > kh
*Waylon* scythes your left hand.
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
*Waylon* leaves east.
[k light]
They aren't here.
kh
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > [k light]
They aren't here.
o R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > e
kh
kh
An Island in Darkness
The stone blocks that make up the arches of this part of the Ways are
crumbling. Small chunks of stone and dust crunch underneath the feet of
everything that threads on it. A low banister supported by stonework columns
runs along the edge of the span.
[ obvious exits: N E S W U ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving vvSOUTHvv
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil, being ridden by you.
*Waylon* is standing here.
Whispering and rushing with sinister songs, the black wind approaches.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > kh
The winds, the screams of sweet songs, tear all along the flesh of Waylon.
*Waylon* barely scythes your body.
[k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > [k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > [k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > bash
You try to slash *Waylon*, but he parries successfully.
*Waylon* tickles your body with his scythe.
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
+
The winds approach you... Sweet songs, songs of skin... Tearing skin...
Ouch!
+
*Waylon* leaves south.
s
kh
-kh
Cancelled.
Approaching a Vine-Carved Door
Upon this path one must be weary to stay away from the edges. The arch is
not level, sloping ever so slightly downwards on either side. This barely
perceivable slope is slight enough to make it hard to notice, yet dangerous
enough to cause the unwary to slip off the sides. A dark, multi-hued
flagstone span veers off of this path and approaches a vine-covered door.
[ obvious exits: N U D ]
There are some tracks of a ridden mount leaving ++UP++
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil, being ridden by you.
*Waylon* is standing here.
* R S HP:Beaten DP:Full MV:Strong > The Machin Shin has arrived from the north.
*Waylon* scythes your right arm.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
[k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Critical DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > [k light]
Ok.
* R S HP:Critical DP:Full MV:Strong - Waylon: Critical > bash
*Waylon* panics, and attempts to flee!
+
The winds approach you... Sweet songs, songs of skin... Tearing skin...
Ouch!
The winds, the screams of sweet songs, tear all along the flesh of Waylon.
*Waylon* is dead! R.I.P.
The Machin Shin has arrived from the south.
Re: The Machin Shin has arrived from the south.
Always fun!