Nasty November: Feeling Good

[ecthus]

* HP:Wounded MV:Winded >
q
x
[where ]
Players in your Zone
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Badd - Entrance to the Dark Citadel
Adella - Entrance to the Dark Citadel
Kendall - Entrance to the Dark Citadel
Ecthus - Entrance to the Dark Citadel
Ragyn - Entrance to the Dark Citadel
Fyra - Entrance to the Dark Citadel
Ominas - Before a Door of Blackest Steel
Lyren - Bend in the Faint Trail
You sense shadowspawn nearby.

* HP:Wounded MV:Winded >
Fyra stops resting, and clambers on her feet.
[k dark]
They aren't here.

* HP:Wounded MV:Winded >
scan s
*Rig* is standing here.
Shaidar Haran, the Hand of the Dark, stands by in cold amusement.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A Dha'vol trolloc scouts his surroundings here.
A mighty Ahf'frait trolloc serves the Chosen here.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.

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Ragyn says 'hold that'

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
You say 'waiting ominas'

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
*Rig* steps from the murky depths of the shadows.

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >

Ominas has arrived from the south.

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
stand

Kendall tries to slash *Rig*, but he deflects the blow.
Ragyn scythes *Rig*'s right hand very hard.

x
* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring > You stop resting, and stand up.

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
Adella tries to slice *Rig*, but he deflects the blow.
[k dark]
You try to slash *Rig*, but he deflects the blow.

x
* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Kendall: Scratched - Rig: Scratched >
mb
[k dark]
Ok.

b
* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Kendall: Scratched - Rig: Scratched >
[cha mood brave]
Mood changed to: Brave

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring - Kendall: Scratched - Rig: Scratched > [bash ]


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Adella tries to slice *Rig*, but he parries successfully.
Ragyn scythes *Rig*'s body.
*Rig* tries to slash Kendall, but he deflects the blow.
Kendall slashes *Rig*'s right leg very hard.
Ragyn says 'lol'

=
*Rig* hisses 'hu'

+*
*Rig* panics, and attempts to flee!

*
+
*Rig* panics, and attempts to flee!

=
-
*Rig* leaves south.


-=
They're not here anymore!

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >

Rig bellows 'lol'

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
yell the firetruck

Rig bellows 'that'

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
You bellow 'the firetruck'

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
scan s

Ragyn bellows 'hahaha'

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >
*Rig* is standing here.
Shaidar Haran, the Hand of the Dark, stands by in cold amusement.
A black shadow stallion paws the ground here, fiery-red eyes shining with evil.
A Dha'vol trolloc scouts his surroundings here.
A mighty Ahf'frait trolloc serves the Chosen here.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.

* HP:Wounded MV:Tiring >

Rig bellows 'was not what I wanted to happen'

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* HP:Critical MV:Tiring >
q
x
[where ]
Players in your Zone
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Ragyn - Southern Streets of Thakan'dar
Ominas - Behind the Gates of the Night
Adella - Along a Grizzly Cellblock
Ecthus - A Darkened Pit
Lyren - Behind the Gates of the Night
You sense shadowspawn nearby.

* HP:Critical MV:Tiring > [k dark]
They aren't here.

* HP:Critical MV:Tiring >
sc
You have 47(412) hit and 111(211) movement points.
You have scored 108500001 experience points and 1208 quest points.
You need 1727319362 exp to level and 1792 qp to rank.
You have amassed 603 Turn points to date.
You have played 48 days and 20 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Ecthus the Gaidin Master [Gaidin 7] (Level 51).
You are standing.

* HP:Critical MV:Tiring >
stat
You are a 614 year old male human hunter.
Your height is 5 feet, 9 inches, and you weigh 160.0 lbs.
You are carrying 49.5 lbs and wearing 78.9 lbs, somewhat heavy.
Your base abilities are: Str:19 Int:12 Wil:14 Dex:17 Con:19.
Offensive bonus: 160, Dodging bonus: 42, Parrying bonus: 7
Your mood is: Wimpy. You will flee below: 100 Hit Points
Your posture is: Offensive.
You are wanted by: Children of Light Seanchan Empire
Your armor absorbs about 82% on average.

You are subjected to the following effects:
- FEAR
- POISON
- WARDER BOND to lyren
- NO QUIT

exa pack
* HP:Critical MV:Tiring >
You stop following Ragyn.
You feel less paranoid.
You feel better.

:) :) :) :) :)

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* HP:Beaten MV:Winded >
Behind the Gates of the Night
[ obvious exits: N S ]
The corpse of Ragyn is lying here.
The corpse of Ominas is lying here.
The corpse of Rig is lying here.

[Delion]

LOTM

[Ragyn]

third time he got me killed that day too