*Equitant* has arrived from the north, riding a shadow stallion.
* R HP:Battered MV:Fresh > 'chiko refollow
kill dark
*Equitant* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Equitant* leaves north riding a shadow stallion.
Scared me!!
Fail!
Re: Fail!
Damn you and your fast looting. *snicker* All I wanted was 1 of her gold rings, but no.. you had to take it all didn't you!!! ;) One of less than a handful of stabs I've landed today. Was nice though, because earlier I had landed on her, and she autowimpy'd. At least this time I actually got a kill. *grin*
Re: Fail!
Nazgrim narrates 'trees'
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
w
w
By the Apple Trees
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A juicy looking apple has fallen to the ground. [5]
A huge mishappen bear, with large tusks howls hungrily.
Mugluk has arrived from the east.
An Ahf'frait trolloc has arrived from the east.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > A Small Path
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Sickly, wilted grass blankets the ground, intermixed with dry sand.
Mugluk has arrived from the east.
An Ahf'frait trolloc has arrived from the east.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
w
A Pile of Lumber
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here.
*Moric* is here, fighting the blighted tree, riding a warhorse.
Nazgrim the Trolloc is here, fighting Moric.
*Weir* is here, fighting the blighted tree, riding a warhorse.
A snake is crawling through the water here.
A sickly, skinny deer stands here in a daze.
A black snake is here, lying on a rock.
The blighted tree is here, fighting Weir.
Mugluk has arrived from the east.
An Ahf'frait trolloc has arrived from the east.
* HP:Battered MV:Winded >
i sit
Nazgrim barely pierces *Moric*'s right arm.
*Weir* strikes the blighted tree's trunk into bloody fragments!
The blighted tree is dead! R.I.P.
Your blood freezes as you hear the blighted tree's death cry.
Mugluk scythes *Moric*'s body.
*Weir* struggles to barrel down on an Ahf'frait trolloc, a dark blue tasseled spear aimed at his
chest.
[order ahf]
An Ahf'frait trolloc sits down.
Ok.
x
* HP:Battered MV:Winded >
b
[k human]
You scythe *Moric*'s left hand hard.
* HP:Battered MV:Winded - Mugluk: Healthy - Moric: Hurt >
[bash ]
-=
+*
*Weir* charges an Ahf'frait trolloc with a dark blue tasseled spear, creating a neat display of
flying blood.
An Ahf'frait trolloc is dead! R.I.P.
Your blood freezes as you hear an Ahf'frait trolloc's death cry.
An Ahf'frait trolloc stops following you.
I LOLed. Was sitting him to hit you guys at your trees. Failure all mine if it wasn't clear :P
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
w
w
By the Apple Trees
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A juicy looking apple has fallen to the ground. [5]
A huge mishappen bear, with large tusks howls hungrily.
Mugluk has arrived from the east.
An Ahf'frait trolloc has arrived from the east.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring > A Small Path
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Sickly, wilted grass blankets the ground, intermixed with dry sand.
Mugluk has arrived from the east.
An Ahf'frait trolloc has arrived from the east.
* HP:Battered MV:Tiring >
w
A Pile of Lumber
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
The corpse of the blighted tree is lying here.
*Moric* is here, fighting the blighted tree, riding a warhorse.
Nazgrim the Trolloc is here, fighting Moric.
*Weir* is here, fighting the blighted tree, riding a warhorse.
A snake is crawling through the water here.
A sickly, skinny deer stands here in a daze.
A black snake is here, lying on a rock.
The blighted tree is here, fighting Weir.
Mugluk has arrived from the east.
An Ahf'frait trolloc has arrived from the east.
* HP:Battered MV:Winded >
i sit
Nazgrim barely pierces *Moric*'s right arm.
*Weir* strikes the blighted tree's trunk into bloody fragments!
The blighted tree is dead! R.I.P.
Your blood freezes as you hear the blighted tree's death cry.
Mugluk scythes *Moric*'s body.
*Weir* struggles to barrel down on an Ahf'frait trolloc, a dark blue tasseled spear aimed at his
chest.
[order ahf]
An Ahf'frait trolloc sits down.
Ok.
x
* HP:Battered MV:Winded >
b
[k human]
You scythe *Moric*'s left hand hard.
* HP:Battered MV:Winded - Mugluk: Healthy - Moric: Hurt >
[bash ]
-=
+*
*Weir* charges an Ahf'frait trolloc with a dark blue tasseled spear, creating a neat display of
flying blood.
An Ahf'frait trolloc is dead! R.I.P.
Your blood freezes as you hear an Ahf'frait trolloc's death cry.
An Ahf'frait trolloc stops following you.
I LOLed. Was sitting him to hit you guys at your trees. Failure all mine if it wasn't clear :P