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Message 1692 : Nice lag eeh? (pretty long..) (Kilroy)
Written on Mon Apr 15 18:15:18 1996

I just love playing when the game has crashed twice and the third lag is 
comming up...
My narrate that is on the first line comes trough on the last...
FUCK THIS!
I saw this fight like 1-2 mins after it was over
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* R>s
na damn lag :(


Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* and *Vierna the Human* have arrived from the west riding a pack horse

* R>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* and *Vierna the Human* leave east riding a pack horse

* R>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* and *Vierna the Human* have arrived from the east riding a pack horse

* R>
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R>
*Elwe the Elf* utters the words, 'burning hands'
You cry out in pain as *Elwe the Elf* burns you
You feel yourself exposed.

* R HP:Fine *Elwe the Elf*:Healthy>
You lightly pierce *Elwe the Elf*'s body and tickle it.
A pack horse panics, and throws *Vierna the Human* off
*Elwe the Elf* panics, and attempts to flee.
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* leaves east riding a pack horse

* R HP:Fine>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* has arrived from the east riding a pack horse

* R HP:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R HP:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* utters the words, 'burning hands'
You cry out in pain as *Elwe the Elf* burns you

* R HP:Fine *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* panics, and attempts to flee.
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* leaves west riding a pack horse

* R HP:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* leaves west

* R HP:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* has arrived from the west

* R HP:Fine>
Saving Kilroy.

* R HP:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* leaves east

* R HP:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* has arrived from the west

* R HP:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* leaves east
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* has arrived from the south riding a pack horse

* R HP:Fine>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* leaves east riding a pack horse

* R HP:Fine>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* has arrived from the east riding a pack horse
*Vierna the Human* has arrived from the east

* R HP:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* leaves west

* R HP:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R HP:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* utters the words, 'burning hands'
You cry out in pain as *Elwe the Elf* burns you

* R HP:Fine *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!
You lightly pierce *Elwe the Elf*'s left hand and tickle it.

* R HP:Fine *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R HP:Fine *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* has arrived from the west

* R HP:Fine *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
You flee head over heels.
Old East Road

* R HP:Fine>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* has arrived from the west riding a pack horse
*Vierna the Human* has arrived from the west

* R HP:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R HP:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* mounts on a pack horse, and begins riding him.

* R HP:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* utters the words, 'burning hands'
You cry out in pain as *Elwe the Elf* burns you

* R HP:Fine *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
You flee head over heels.
Rolling plains

* R HP:Fine>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* and *Vierna the Human* have arrived from the south riding a pack horse

* R HP:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R HP:Fine>
*Elwe the Elf* utters the words, 'burning hands'
You cry out in pain as *Elwe the Elf* burns you

* R HP:Hurt *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
You flee head over heels.
Old East Road

* R HP:Hurt>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* and *Vierna the Human* have arrived from the north riding a pack horse

* R HP:Hurt>
Jotun sings 'slow-mo'
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R HP:Hurt>
*Elwe the Elf* utters the words, 'burning hands'
You cry out in pain as *Elwe the Elf* burns you

* R HP:Hurt *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
The shadows are dispelled by the sun rising in the east.
You flee head over heels.
Old East Road

* R HP:Hurt>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* and *Vierna the Human* have arrived from the west riding a pack horse

* R HP:Hurt>
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R HP:Hurt>
*Elwe the Elf* utters the words, 'burning hands'
You cry out in pain as *Elwe the Elf* burns you

* R HP:Hurt *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* utters the words, 'qahijf gsfal'
*Vierna the Human* slowly fades into existence.
A sudden burst of colours sends you reeling
That really did HURT!
You flee head over heels.
Old East Road

* R HP:Wounded>
Clip-clop...*Elwe the Elf* and *Vierna the Human* have arrived from the west riding a pack horse

* R HP:Wounded>
*Vierna the Human* begins some strange incantations...
*Elwe the Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R HP:Wounded>
*Elwe the Elf* utters the words, 'burning hands'
Your magical protection wears off.
You cry out in pain as *Elwe the Elf* burns you
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

* R HP:Bad *Elwe the Elf*:Fine>
*Vierna the Human* utters the words, 'qahijf gsfal'

You are dead! Sorry...

Alas, you realize that yet again the mighty knowledge of drowned Numenor has
been lost... Despair settles on you.

* HP:Awful>flee
You try to narrate but your voice is swallowed by the thick air surrounding you

* HP:Awful>* HP:Awful>Nah... 
You feel too relaxed to do that..

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