ight forest
Exits: North East.

* R W C>n
#   $doortarg is now set to {green} [local]
The green seems to be closed.

* R W C>O
Ok.

* R W C>n
Dead forest
A spirit floats towards you and howls with an evil laughter.
Exits: South.

* R W C>C
Ok.

* R W C>
A spirit tries to hit you, but your parry is successful.

* R W C a spirit:Healthy>
You pound a spirit's right arm extremely hard.
Your victim is shocked by your hit!


* R W C HP:Fine a spirit:Awful>
You pound a spirit's right leg extremely hard and shatter it.
A spirit is mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.

* R W C HP:Fine a spirit:Dying>
Snowball slashes a spirit's body extremely hard and shatters it. <-- WOW cool slash, 
You receive your share of experience.                                bns arent so bad after all...  
**Yawn** Boring kill, wasn't it?
Your blood freezes as you hear a spirit's death cry.
A spirit is dead! R.I.P.
A spirit disappears into nothing.

* R W C>P
Using your lockpicks, you try to enable the lock...

Snowball utters the word 'gpfaje'
Snowball blurs softly as a misty shroud surrounds him.

Snowball giggles.

gi
You manage to enable the lock.   <-- thought i let snowball regen some..

* R W C>
You giggle.

* R W C>eq
You are using:
<wielded>            an ornate, steel-shafted warhammer
<worn as shield>     a tower shield (brand new)
<worn on head>       a great helm (brand new)
<worn on body>       a thick metal breastplate (brand new)
<worn about body>    a forest green cloak (used)
<worn on arms>       a shining pair of vambraces (brand new)
<worn on hands>      a thick pair of metal gauntlets (brand new)
<worn on legs>       a heavy pair of greaves (brand new)
<worn on feet>       a thick pair of metal boots (brand new)
<worn around neck>   a black amulet
<worn around neck>   a silver cloakpin
<worn on wrist>      a keyring with a set of lock picks
<worn on finger>     a ruby ring
<worn on finger>     a ring
<worn on back>       a leather backpack
<worn as belt>       a gleaming belt
<worn on belt>       a sable pouch
<worn on belt>       a gem-inlaid knife (dented)
<worn on belt>       a sable pouch
<worn on belt>       a fragrant-smelling bag

* R W C>
You hear a *click* in a lock.

* R W C>
The green is opened from the other side.   <-- Company?

* R W C>
*Fragir the Dwarf* has arrived from the south riding a mountain mule.

* R W C>st
You stop resting, and stand up.

* R W C>
*Fragir the Dwarf* leaves south riding a mountain mule.

* R W C>k *dwarf*
Snowball stops resting, and clambers on his feet.

* R W C>They aren't here.

* R W C>
*a Man* has arrived from the south.    <-- Brave brave pukie....
*Fragir the Dwarf* has arrived from the south riding a mountain mule.

* R W C>k *dwarf*
* R W C *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>
You pound *Fragir the Dwarf*'s right leg extremely hard.

k *dwarf*
* R W C *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>
*Fragir the Dwarf* cleaves your left foot extremely hard.
You feel a strong ache there!

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>
*a Man* leaves south.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>
You're already fighting!

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>C   <-- C = close doortarget
Ok.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>C
It's already closed!

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>C
C
It's already closed!

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>bash
It's already closed!

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>C
C
Snowball tries to enable the green's lock...
*Fragir the Dwarf* barely cleaves your body and tickles it.

Your bash at *Fragir the Dwarf* sends him sprawling.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>It's already closed!

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>It's already closed!

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>
You pound *Fragir the Dwarf*'s left foot extremely hard.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>l
Dead forest
Snowball the Black Númenórean is here trying to concentrate, riding a trained
horse (Shrouded).
*Fragir the Dwarf* is here, riding a mountain mule, fighting YOU.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>
You strongly pound *Fragir the Dwarf*'s right leg and tickle it.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>bash
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny?

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>bash
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny?

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Fine>bash
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny?
Snowball utters the word 'yufzbarr'

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Wounded>bash
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny?

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Wounded>bash
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny?

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Wounded>bash
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny?

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Wounded>bash
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny?

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Wounded>bash
bash

*Fragir the Dwarf* seems to have recovered his senses.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Wounded>*Fragir the Dwarf* panics, and attempts t
o flee.

*Fragir the Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.

bash
*Fragir the Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.
Snowball utters the word 'yufzbarr'
Snowball throws a fireball at *Fragir the Dwarf*, completely enveloping him in
flames.

*Fragir the Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.

*Fragir the Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.

*Fragir the Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.

*Fragir the Dwarf* lightly cleaves your right foot and tickles it.

Your bash at *Fragir the Dwarf* sends him sprawling.
Snowball utters the word 'yufzbarr'
Snowball throws a fireball at *Fragir the Dwarf*, completely enveloping him in
flames.
*Fragir the Dwarf* dismounts from a mountain mule, and stops riding him.
*Fragir the Dwarf* is mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Dying>Snowball begins some strange incantations..
.
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny?

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Dying>
Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funn
y?

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Dying>laugh
You fall down laughing.

* R W C HP:Fine *Fragir the Dwarf*:Dying>
You pound *Fragir the Dwarf*'s head extremely hard and shatter it.
Your victim is shocked by your hit!
You receive your share of experience.
Congratulations! This is the first time you've killed it!
Your blood freezes as you hear *Fragir the Dwarf*'s death cry.
*Fragir the Dwarf* is dead! R.I.P.
A shadow slowly rises above the corpse of *Fragir the Dwarf*.

* R W C HP:Fine>The icy grasp of a shadow blocks your attempt!

* R W C HP:Fine>
As Snowball 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!'

* R W C HP:Fine>ec
corpse (here) : 
a pile of coins
a laced quiver
a fragrant-smelling bag
a stone
a sable pouch
a large skin
a broad silver belt
a battle axe (brand new)
a wolfskin wristband (brand new)
a keyring with a key and a set of lock picks
a leather backpack
a fine grey cloak (brand new)
a reinforced oak staff; it has a soft glowing aura
a pair of chain mail sleeves (brand new)
a thin pair of metal gauntlets (brand new)
a pair of iron-shod boots (used)
a pair of chain mail leggings (used)
a thick chain mail coif (brand new)
a white chain mail jerkin (brand new)
a red ruby; it has a soft glowing aura
a necklace
a ring
a forest green cloak (brand new)
a black warg fur (brand new)
a hemlock plant
a hemlock plant
a slender plant
a slender plant
a broadsword (battered)
a blackened dwarven axe (brand new)

## Peer Dwarf, perhaps he thought that man was still there, or that
green was picked, but it wasnt... snowball didnt have any picks
i thought that, thats why i bashed =P ##