Pukes try charge a 5 darkie trap with 5 whities...
*Pandion the man* 001102
[Some darkies were wc...tracks showed 4 trolls+bn, obviously they collapsed]
[stair and forin died there... so we get some people, and ...]
* R>l n
A broken door.
* R>l
Ruined Overlook
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
Fildur the Dwarf is here, riding a mountain mule.
Lowyn is here, riding a horse of the Rohirrim.
Sethron the Half-Elf is here, riding a pack horse.
Azaril the Half-Elf is here, riding a warhorse (Shrouded).
* R>'we go?
Ok.
* R>pb
Ok.
* R>
You get an engraved broadsword from a leather backpack.
* R>Lowyn purrs softly, 'that's what I'm saying'
You remove a great warsword.
You skillfully wield an engraved broadsword, ready to fight evil.
* R>cl
You stop using a metal buckler.
* R>
You get a bejewelled shield from a leather backpack.
* R>
You fasten a bejewelled shield on your arm, becoming very impressive.
Fildur dismounts from a mountain mule, and stops riding him.
* R>Lowyn dismounts from a horse of the Rohirrim, and stops riding him.
Sethron giggles.
You put a great warsword in a leather backpack.
* R>
You put a metal buckler in a leather backpack.
* R>
Ok. from now you'll climb if necessary.
* R C>dism
You stop riding a horse of the Rohirrim.
* C>
Sethron grunts: sure
* C>
Sethron dismounts from a pack horse, and stops riding him.
* C>l
Lowyn purrs softly, 'all fol pand'
* C>Ruined Overlook
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A great dark-grey horse stamps restively.
A great dark-grey horse stamps restively.
Fildur the Dwarf is standing here.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
Lowyn is standing here.
Sethron the Half-Elf is standing here.
Azaril the Half-Elf is here, riding a warhorse (Shrouded).
* C>
Fildur stops following you.
Fildur starts following you.
* C>
Azaril dismounts from a warhorse, and stops riding him.
* C>alias c use rock door
Ok.
* C>l
Ruined Overlook
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A great dark-grey horse stamps restively.
A great dark-grey horse stamps restively.
Fildur the Dwarf is standing here.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
Lowyn is standing here.
Sethron the Half-Elf is standing here.
Azaril the Half-Elf is standing here (Shrouded).
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
* C>
Azaril starts following you.
* C>
Sethron stops using a sturdy rope.
Sethron decisively draws a double edged eket.
* C>alias z open door
Ok.
* C>alias a close door
Fildur gets an engraved broadsword from a leather backpack.
* C>Fildur gets an ancient dwarven shield from a leather backpack.
Ok.
* C>
Fildur stops using a metal buckler.
* C>
Fildur stops using a great warsword.
Fildur skillfully draws an engraved broadsword.
* C>
Fildur puts a metal buckler in a leather backpack.
* C>
Fildur puts a great warsword in a leather backpack.
* C>l
Fildur binds an ancient dwarven shield on his arm.
Ruined Overlook
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A great dark-grey horse stamps restively.
A great dark-grey horse stamps restively.
Fildur the Dwarf is standing here.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
Lowyn is standing here.
Sethron the Half-Elf is standing here.
Azaril the Half-Elf is standing here (Shrouded).
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
* C>north
Inside a Ruined Tower
Exits: South Up Down.
* C>
Azaril says 'someone have rescue?'
* C>
Lowyn gets a purple scroll from a sable pouch.
* C>l d
The stairway has collapsed! Only a small ledge now remains.
These stairs lead down to the cellar of the tower. They don't look very
safe, as the edges of the stonework appear to have crumbled away.
* C>l
Inside a Ruined Tower
Azaril the Half-Elf is standing here (Shrouded).
Fildur the Dwarf is standing here.
Sethron the Half-Elf is standing here.
Lowyn is standing here.
* C>
The white aura around your body fades.
* C>'ok
Ok.
* C>
Fildur nods solemnly.
* C>'sanc me
Ok.
* C>'and we jump in
Ok.
[Last thing we knew, was 4 trolls+bn, and they probably watch room on us, so they]
[know we're coming...]
* C>
Sethron grunts: no rescue
* C>l s
A broken door.
* C>
Sethron begins some strange incantations...
* C>
Sethron utters the word 'gaiqhjabral'
You start glowing.
* C>
Sethron grunts: but
* C>'here goes
Ok.
* C>d
Stairs to the Cellar
Exits: Up Down.
Lowyn teeters precariously but does not fall.
Sethron loses his balance and falls!
Fildur teeters precariously but does not fall.
Azaril loses his balance and falls!
You barely manage to retain your balance on the collapsed stairway.
Lowyn loses her balance and falls!
Fildur teeters precariously but does not fall.
You barely manage to retain your balance on the collapsed stairway.
Fildur teeters precariously but does not fall.
You barely manage to retain your balance on the collapsed stairway.
Fildur teeters precariously but does not fall.
Losing your balance, you fall off the collapsed stairs!
Ruined Cellar
You are in the cellar of the tower. The darkness surrounding you sucks at
you light, trying to devour it. There is a sense of death and decay down
here that comes from more than just the remains of barrels and sacks that
were once supplies for this tower.
You shudder.
You want to leave this
evil place, but are afraid to risk the stairs.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A long and scaly snakeskin lies here.
A long spear, with a shaft of metal, is planted in the ground.
The head of a Dwarf is here, spiked to the end of a pole.
A long and very sharp thorn is lying here.
A soft pouch, made from leather, has been left here.
A ticket has been forgotten here.
A beheaded corpse is lying on the ground.
*Eve the Cave Troll*, wielding a steel-shafted mattock, is here, fighting a ##1##
wight bodyguard.
*Bamse the Mountain Troll* is here, fighting a wight bodyguard. ##2##
*Plato the Cave Troll*, wielding an engraved warhammer, is here, fighting a ##3##
wight bodyguard.
*Smear the Mountain Troll*, wielding a steel-shafted mattock, is standing here.##4##
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean*, wielding a dark broadsword, is standing here.##5##
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
*Durcano the Orc* is here, fighting a wight bodyguard. ##6##
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*Sharmak the Orc*, wielding an engraved broadsword, is resting here. ##7##
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*a Troll*, wielding a mighty dwarven axe, is here, fighting a wight bodyguard.##8##
*Hark the Black Númenórean*, wielding a nasty orkish fang, is here, fighting a##9##
wight bodyguard.
*a Troll* is here, fighting a wight bodyguard. ##10##
*Almacar the Black Númenórean*, wielding a dark broadsword, is standing here ##11##
(Shrouded).
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean*, wielding a dark broadsword, is standing ##12##
here.
*Grand the Mountain Troll*, wielding a very large knotted tree-branch, is ##13##
here, fighting a wight bodyguard.
A wight bodyguard is here, fighting *Eve the Cave Troll*.
A wight bodyguard is here, fighting *Eve the Cave Troll*.
Sethron the Half-Elf, wielding a double edged eket, is sitting here.
Azaril the Half-Elf, wielding a double edged eket, is sitting here (Shrouded).
Lowyn, wielding an engraved broadsword, is sitting here.
The stairway has collapsed! Only a small ledge now remains.
Fildur falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
* C HP:Fine>
*Grand the Mountain Troll* smites a wight bodyguard's body extremely hard and
shatters it.
* C HP:Fine>
Nightwolf narrates 'he thorny bushes'
* C HP:Fine>
*a Troll* hits a wight bodyguard's right foot extremely hard.
A wight bodyguard hits *Eve the Cave Troll*'s left arm extremely hard and
tickles it.
* C HP:Fine>kill *troll*
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
*Bamse the Mountain Troll* hits a wight bodyguard's left leg extremely hard.
A wight bodyguard hits *Eve the Cave Troll*'s left leg extremely hard and
tickles it.
* C HP:Fine>
*a Troll* cleaves a wight bodyguard's right arm extremely hard and shatters it.
* C HP:Fine>
Lowyn clambers on her feet.
*Durcano the Orc* lightly hits a wight bodyguard's left arm.
* C HP:Fine>
Lowyn begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine>
*Plato the Cave Troll* pounds a wight bodyguard's head extremely hard and
shatters it.
* C HP:Fine>kill *troll*
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*Hark the Black Númenórean* lightly pierces a wight bodyguard's body.
* C HP:Fine>Maybe you should get on your feet first?
* C HP:Fine>
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine>
*Sharmak the Orc* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
* C HP:Fine>
A wight bodyguard hits *Eve the Cave Troll*'s left arm very hard and tickles
it.
* C HP:Fine>kill *man*
Lowyn begins some strange incantations...
*Durcano the Orc* approaches Sethron, trying to hit him.
A wight bodyguard hits *Eve the Cave Troll*'s left foot extremely hard.
* C HP:Fine>Maybe you should get on your feet first?
*Sharmak the Orc* tries to slash Fildur, but he parries successfully.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'diesilla barh'
Sethron staggers back as the lightning bolt sent by *Darkwind the Black
Númenórean* hits him.
*Bamse the Mountain Troll* hits a wight bodyguard's left foot extremely hard.
* C HP:Fine>
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*a Troll* hits a wight bodyguard's right hand extremely hard and shatters it.
*a Troll* cleaves a wight bodyguard's left foot very hard and shatters it.
A wight bodyguard is mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
* C HP:Fine>
Sethron begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine>
*Hark the Black Númenórean* pierces a wight bodyguard's right foot extremely
hard and shatters it.
Your blood freezes as you hear a wight bodyguard's death cry.
A wight bodyguard is dead! R.I.P.
A wight bodyguard disappears into nothing.
*Eve the Cave Troll* smites a wight bodyguard's body extremely hard.
* C HP:Fine>
You can't find a coins in the corpse.
*a Troll* approaches a wight bodyguard, trying to cleave him.
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* utters the word 'yufzbarr'
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* throws a fireball at Fildur, completely
enveloping him in flames.
A wight bodyguard says 'I'll rip you to pieces, scum!'
* C HP:Fine>0
cha mood agg
Ok.
Lowyn utters the word 'noselacri'
* C HP:Fine>
Lowyn begins some strange incantations...
*Sharmak the Orc* begins some strange incantations...
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the word 'yufzbarr'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* throws a fireball at Sethron, completely
enveloping him in flames.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'diesilla barh'
Sethron staggers back as the lightning bolt sent by *Darkwind the Black
Númenórean* hits him.
* C HP:Fine>kill *man*
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
* C HP:Fine>
*Plato the Cave Troll* pounds Lowyn's body extremely hard.
Lowyn begins some strange incantations...
A wight bodyguard hits *Eve the Cave Troll*'s body extremely hard.
* C HP:Fine>
A wight bodyguard begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine>kill *man*
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
[Yeahyeah i forgot this, i still want to hit a bn!]
* C HP:Fine>
*a TROLL* leaves -UP-.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*a Troll* falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
* C HP:Fine>
*Eve the Cave Troll* smites a wight bodyguard's left arm extremely hard.
* C HP:Fine>kill *man*
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
* C HP:Fine>sta
Sethron stops using a double edged eket.
Sethron holds a sturdy rope.
*a Troll* cleaves a wight bodyguard's right leg extremely hard and shatters it.
* C HP:Fine>kill *man*
You stand up.
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* utters the word 'yufzbarr'
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* throws a fireball at Fildur, completely
enveloping him in flames.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the word 'yufzbarr'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* throws a fireball at Sethron, completely
enveloping him in flames.
*Bamse the Mountain Troll* hits a wight bodyguard's left leg extremely hard
and shatters it.
* C HP:Fine>* C HP:Fine *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
You strongly slash *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*'s right leg and tickle it.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* utters the word 'yufzbarr'
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* throws a fireball at Sethron, completely
enveloping him in flames.
Sethron is mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
* C HP:Fine *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Your blood freezes as you hear Sethron's death cry.
Sethron is dead! R.I.P. [Didnt even see this in the spam]
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
Azaril clambers on his feet.
*Sharmak the Orc* gets a broad silver belt from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
* C HP:Fine *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Durcano the Orc* gets a fortune in gold from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
* C HP:Fine *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'waouq wuggurz'
[What's he casting?]
* C HP:Fine *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Azaril begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
A wight bodyguard hits *Eve the Cave Troll*'s body extremely hard.
* C HP:Fine *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
You can't find a coins in the corpse.
Lowyn utters the word 'yzabra'
An icy wind starts to blow in the room.
You panic!
*Bamse the Mountain TROLL* leaves -UP-.
*Smear the Mountain TROLL* leaves -UP-.
A pack horse collapses!
A hungry warg panics, and attempts to flee.
A hungry warg leaves up.
A hungry warg leaves up.
*Hark the Black Númenórean* panics, and attempts to flee.
*Hark the Black Númenórean* leaves up.
*Grand the Mountain Troll* panics, and attempts to flee.
You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
*a Troll* collapses!
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* utters the word 'yufzbarr'
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* throws a fireball at Azaril, completely
enveloping him in flames.
*Hark the Black Númenórean* falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes
to the floor!
A hungry warg falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
*Bamse the Mountain Troll* falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes
to the floor!
A hungry warg falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
*Smear the Mountain Troll* falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes
to the floor!
* C HP:Fine>bash
Lowyn begins some strange incantations...
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine>*Grand the Mountain Troll* approaches Azaril, trying to smite him.
Bash what or whom?
* C HP:Fine>
*Sharmak the Orc* avoids being bashed by Fildur who loses his balance and
falls.
Azaril utters the word 'yufzbarr'
Azaril throws a fireball at *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*, completely
enveloping him in flames.
* C HP:Fine>
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
Azaril begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine>
*Eve the Cave Troll* smites a wight bodyguard's right leg extremely hard and
shatters it.
A wight bodyguard hits *Eve the Cave Troll*'s left foot extremely hard.
* C HP:Fine>obb
*Durcano the Orc* gets a double edged eket from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a stone from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets an orkish shortbow from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a water skin from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a ring from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a pale blue stone from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a green shirt from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a silk cap from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a black pair of pants from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a pair of snowshoes from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a thin pair of leather gloves from the corpse of *a
Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a pair of cotton sleeves from the corpse of *a
Half-Elf*.
*Durcano the Orc* gets a bejewelled oak staff from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
Ok.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'waouq wuggurz'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* throws a glowing magical missile at Azaril.
*a Troll* cleaves a wight bodyguard's body hard and shatters it.
* C HP:Fine>
You get a great warsword from a leather backpack.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine>
You stop using a bejewelled shield.
*a Troll* gets a forest green cloak from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*a Troll* gets a leather backpack from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*a Troll* gets a keyring with a few keys and a set of lock picks from the
corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*a Troll* gets a sturdy rope from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*a Troll* gets a butcher knife from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*a Troll* gets a sable pouch from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*a Troll* gets a fragrant-smelling bag from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*a Troll* gets a quiver from the corpse of *a Half-Elf*.
*Grand the Mountain Troll* panics, and attempts to flee.
*Grand the Mountain TROLL* leaves -UP-.
*Plato the Cave Troll* sends Lowyn sprawling with a powerful bash.
*Grand the Mountain Troll* falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes
to the floor!
* C HP:Fine>
You remove an engraved broadsword.
You masterfully wield a great warsword, ready to fight evil.
[Now you shall feel pain!!!!1]
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
Azaril utters the word 'yufzbarr'
Azaril throws a fireball at *Darkwind the Black Númenórean*, completely
[Azaril stands brave!]
enveloping him in flames.
A hungry warg clambers on its feet.
* C HP:Fine>
You get a metal buckler from a leather backpack.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
Azaril begins some strange incantations...
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'waouq wuggurz'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* throws a glowing magical missile at Azaril.
* C HP:Fine>*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*a Troll* clambers on his feet.
Fildur stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
You fasten a metal buckler on your arm, becoming very impressive.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* panics, and attempts to flee.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* leaves up.
[13 vs 5, and fleeing. interesting.]
* C HP:Fine>
You put an engraved broadsword in a leather backpack.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* falls off the collapsed stairway above and
crashes to the floor!
*Plato the Cave Troll* pounds Lowyn's body very hard.
* C HP:Fine>kill *man*
Fildur leaves up.
You put a bejewelled shield in a leather backpack.
Azaril begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine>* C HP:Fine *Almacar the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
You strongly smite *Almacar the Black Númenórean*'s head.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'waouq wuggurz'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* throws a glowing magical missile at Azaril.
* C HP:Fine *Almacar the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
Nightwolf narrates 'heading e'
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* barely slashes your right hand and tickles it.
* C HP:Fine *Almacar the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Your blood freezes as you hear a wight bodyguard's death cry.
A wight bodyguard is dead! R.I.P.
A wight bodyguard disappears into nothing.
* C HP:Fine *Almacar the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'waouq wuggurz'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* throws a glowing magical missile at Azaril.
* C HP:Fine *Almacar the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Sharmak the Orc* utters the word 'pabraw'
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* panics, and attempts to flee.
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* leaves up.
[Muahahaha, you guys aint too impressive! maybe we can make you all run?]
*Sharmak the Orc* begins some strange incantations...
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* falls off the collapsed stairway above and
crashes to the floor!
Fildur falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
A hungry warg clambers on its feet.
* C HP:Fine>kill *man*
kill *man*
Azaril begins some strange incantations...
You can't find a coins in the corpse.
* C HP:Fine>
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'waouq wuggurz'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* throws a glowing magical missile at Azaril.
* C HP:Fine>* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine Azaril:Hurt>
*Eve the Cave Troll* approaches Azaril, trying to smite him.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
You approach *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*, trying to smite him.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine Azaril:Hurt>
Azaril panics, and attempts to flee.
Azaril leaves up.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Azaril falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*a Troll* tries to cleave Lowyn, but she parries successfully.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Sharmak the Orc* begins some strange incantations...
Cortok narrates 'who died under bridge on RTF?'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>sta
You're already fighting!
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'waouq wuggurz'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* throws a glowing magical missile at Azaril.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>kill *man*
Do you not consider fighting as standing?
Fildur clambers on his feet.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*Durcano the Orc* approaches Azaril, trying to hit him.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
You're already fighting!
*Grand the Mountain Troll* clambers on his feet.
Azaril leaves up.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Bamse the Mountain Troll* clambers on his feet.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Transe narrates 'sethron in mandos:('
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* clambers on his feet.
You strongly smite *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*'s left arm and tickle it.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Lowyn seems to have recovered her senses.
Azaril falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>kill *man*
Lowyn panics, and attempts to flee.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
You're already fighting!
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Durcano the Orc* tries to hit Azaril, but he parries successfully.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
Azaril leaves up.
Azaril falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Grand the Mountain Troll* smites Azaril's left foot extremely hard and
shatters it.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Azaril leaves up.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>bash
Lowyn leaves up.
Lowyn falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
Azaril falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'judicandus gzfuajg'
Lowyn grits her teeth and fumes with rage.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*Durcano the Orc* hits Azaril's left foot extremely hard and shatters it.
Your blood freezes as you hear Azaril's death cry.
Azaril is dead! R.I.P.
A shadow slowly rises above the corpse of Azaril.
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* clambers on his feet.
As *Sharmak the Orc* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the icy grasp of
a shadow stops him!
As *Grand the Mountain Troll* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the icy
grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'waouq wuggurz'
A magic missile sent by *Stormblast the Black Númenórean* hits you, causing
some pain.
Lowyn clambers on her feet.
*Krom the Mountain Troll* cleaves your body hard and tickles it.
As *Stormblast the Black Númenórean* greedily kneels down towards the corpse,
the icy grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
As *Plato the Cave Troll* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the icy
grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
Lowyn leaves up.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
Your bash at *Stormblast the Black Númenórean* sends him sprawling.
[Die!]
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'judicandus gzfuajg'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>The icy grasp of a shadow blocks your attempt!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Plato the Cave Troll* pounds your left arm very hard.
You feel a strong ache there!
As *Hark the Black Númenórean* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the
icy grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
As *Hark the Black Númenórean* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the
icy grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
As *Darkwind the Black Númenórean* greedily kneels down towards the corpse,
the icy grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
As *Hark the Black Númenórean* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the
icy grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
As *Hark the Black Númenórean* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the
icy grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
*a Troll* has BASHED you.
*a Troll* strongly hits your body and tickles it.
[Hmmmmmmm, time to leave?]
l
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
As *Hark the Black Númenórean* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the
icy grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
As *Durcano the Orc* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the icy grasp of
a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
As *Durcano the Orc* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the icy grasp of
a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
*Krom the Mountain Troll* barely cleaves your right arm and tickles it.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Lowyn narrates 'eek'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Plato the Cave Troll* pounds your left leg very hard.
You feel a strong ache there!
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Fildur leaves up.
Fildur falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
As *Hark the Black Númenórean* greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the
icy grasp of a shadow stops him!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*a Troll* hits your right foot and tickles it.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*Krom the Mountain Troll* cleaves your right hand hard.
You feel a strong ache there!
8
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>flee
u
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* seems to have recovered his senses.
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Lowyn narrates 'ok that was alot'
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
*a Troll* hits your body and tickles it.
*Plato the Cave Troll* pounds your body very hard.
You feel a strong ache there!
* C HP:Fine *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>
Your head stops stinging.
*Krom the Mountain Troll* cleaves your left foot hard and tickles it.
* C HP:Hurt *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>Ruined Cellar
A long and scaly snakeskin lies here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A long and very sharp thorn is lying here.
The head of a Dwarf is here, spiked to the end of a pole.
A long spear, with a shaft of metal, is planted in the ground.
A ticket has been forgotten here.
The corpse of *a Half-Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *a Half-Elf* is lying here.
A soft pouch, made from leather, has been left here.
A beheaded corpse is lying on the ground.
*Eve the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*Plato the Cave Troll* is here, fighting YOU.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
*Durcano the Orc* is here, fighting Fildur.
*Sharmak the Orc* is standing here.
*Krom the Mountain Troll* is here, fighting YOU.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* is sitting here.
*a Troll* is here, fighting YOU.
*Hark the Black Númenórean* is sitting here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*Bamse the Mountain Troll* is here, fighting Fildur.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*Smear the Mountain Troll* is sitting here.
*Grand the Mountain Troll* is standing here.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
The shadow of *a Half-Elf* is floating here.
Fildur the Dwarf is here, fighting *Durcano the Orc*.
* C HP:Hurt *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>Fildur leaves up.
cha mood wimpy
Ok.
Fildur falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean* barely slashes your right hand and tickles
it.
* C HP:Hurt *Stormblast the Black Númenórean*:Fine>sta;u
You flee head over heels.
Stairs to the Cellar
Exits: Up Down.
The stairway has collapsed! Only a small ledge now remains.
You barely manage to retain your balance on the collapsed stairway.
* C HP:Hurt>Inside a Ruined Tower
Exits: South Up Down.
* C HP:Hurt>flee
flee
Transe narrates 'azaril too:('
You are already standing.
* C HP:Hurt>sta;u
Stairs to the Gallery
Exits: Up Down.
The stones beneath your feet shift slightly.
* C HP:Hurt>sta;u
You flee head over heels.
Inside a Ruined Tower
Exits: South Up Down.
Lowyn tells you 'flee out'
* C HP:Hurt>
You flee head over heels.
Stairs to the Cellar
Exits: Up Down.
The stairway has collapsed! Only a small ledge now remains.
Losing your balance, you fall off the collapsed stairs!
Ruined Cellar
You are in the cellar of the tower. The darkness surrounding you sucks at
you light, trying to devour it. There is a sense of death and decay down
here that comes from more than just the remains of barrels and sacks that
were once supplies for this tower.
You shudder.
You want to leave this
evil place, but are afraid to risk the stairs.
The corpse of *a Half-Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *a Half-Elf* is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A long and scaly snakeskin lies here.
A long spear, with a shaft of metal, is planted in the ground.
The head of a Dwarf is here, spiked to the end of a pole.
A long and very sharp thorn is lying here.
A soft pouch, made from leather, has been left here.
A ticket has been forgotten here.
A beheaded corpse is lying on the ground.
*Eve the Cave Troll*, wielding a steel-shafted mattock, is standing here.
*Plato the Cave Troll*, wielding an engraved warhammer, is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
*Durcano the Orc* is standing here.
*Sharmak the Orc*, wielding an engraved broadsword, is here, fighting Fildur.
*Krom the Mountain Troll*, wielding a mighty dwarven axe, is standing here.
*Stormblast the Black Númenórean*, wielding a dark broadsword, is standing
here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*Hark the Black Númenórean*, wielding a nasty orkish fang, is sitting here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*Bamse the Mountain Troll* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*Smear the Mountain Troll*, wielding a steel-shafted mattock, is sitting here.
*Grand the Mountain Troll*, wielding a very large knotted tree-branch, is
standing here.
*Darkwind the Black Númenórean*, wielding a dark broadsword, is standing here.
*Almacar the Black Númenórean*, wielding a dark broadsword, is standing here.
The shadow of *a Half-Elf* is floating here.
Fildur the Dwarf, wielding an engraved broadsword, is here, fighting *Sharmak
the Orc*.
* C HP:Hurt>
You stand up.
*Almacar the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...
*Krom the Mountain Troll* quickly approaches, trying to cleave you.
* C HP:Hurt *Krom the Mountain Troll*:Healthy>No way!
You are fighting for your life!
Fildur panics, and attempts to flee.
*Eve the Cave Troll* smites your left leg hard and tickles it.
*Grand the Mountain Troll* smites your left hand very hard.
You feel a strong ache there!
You smite *Krom the Mountain Troll*'s right hand extremely hard.
* C HP:Hurt *Krom the Mountain Troll*:Fine>Do you not consider fighting as standing?
* C HP:Hurt *Krom the Mountain Troll*:Fine>flee
No way!
You are fighting for your life!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* C HP:Hurt *Krom the Mountain Troll*:Fine>sta;u
You flee head over heels.
Stairs to the Cellar
Exits: Up Down.
The stairway has collapsed! Only a small ledge now remains.
You barely manage to retain your balance on the collapsed stairway.
* C HP:Hurt>
You are already standing.
* C HP:Hurt>Inside a Ruined Tower
Exits: South Up Down.
* C HP:Hurt>south
Ruined Overlook
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A great dark-grey horse stamps restively.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
Lowyn is here, riding a horse of the Rohirrim.
Exits: North East South.
* C HP:Hurt>rid
You pick up a horse of the Rohirrim's reins, and start riding him.
* R C HP:Hurt>whe
Players in your zone
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Pandion - Ruined Overlook
Nightwolf - A Bend in the Old East Road
Fildur - Ruined Cellar
Lowyn - Ruined Overlook
* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm>
*Durcano the Orc* yells 'lucky shep a are'
* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm>
*Durcano the Orc* yells 'doth'
* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm>
Fildur has arrived from the east.
* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm>
Fildur leaves north.
* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm>
Fildur has arrived from the north.
* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm>nar they are *12*
Ok.
*Durcano the Orc* yells 'riked my tecliw?'
* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm>yell heh
Ok.
* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm>
*Durcano the Orc* yells '<helb> bhe made smivar'
[I remember stormblast whining and whining about how traps suck... well stormblast]
[what do you call that then? :)]
[Would have been a fun fight vs 4 trolls + bn, too bad they felt a need]
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