* S>* S>
Manatark says: well, bree it is then?
* S>say transfer me to sppi then?
Ok.
* S>* S>
Gryluk narrates 'duschos'
* S>* S>
Torgall narrates 'zhele?'
* S>* S>
Kokeski narrates 'y buyz noing bo halp aw?'
* S>* S>
Manatark nods solemnly.
* S>* S>
Gryluk narrates 'i awful'
* S>say gimme a target to hit hehe
Ok.
* S>* S>
Norsu narrates 'casing soon'
* S>grin
You grin evilly.
* S>* S>
Manatark says: be ready to yell something
* S>* S>
Manatark giggles.
* S>say ok
Maag narrates '2 minutes'
* S>* S>
Ok.
* S>* S>
Manatark screams and collapses, only to be swallowed by dark mist.
* S>* S>
You are hungry.
You are thirsty.
Sauron has arrived.
* S>* S>
Gryluk narrates 'cahe gohp prf, vo ewb dloolond asly of, o nek bo ilofu renb,
i galk oem'
* S>alias y yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
* S>cha la west
Very well, you now speak Westron.
* S>* S>
Drooling narrates 'all low level and most bad'
* S>* S>
Torgall narrates 'wheri are tse pagun?'
* S>* S>
Gryluk narrates 'u out hhlu roits'
* S>* S>
Kokeski narrates 'ew warlens o sood'
* S>* S>
Uldrak narrates 'what racew?'
* S>* S>
Gryluk narrates 'i hawg uupfige'
* S>* S>
Manatark tells you 'ready?'
* S>* S>
Saving Santaclaus.
* S>* S>
Kokeski narrates 'vovt ppis ale bod now foys dlooleng'
* S>t manatark yeah
Norsu narrates 'wgele in varruns axactly'
* S>* S>
Ok.
* S>* S>
Manatark has transferred you!
At the Sign of The Prancing Pony
A Christmas tree with coloured glass balls and candles is standing here.
A canoe has been left here.
A large fountain, made from grey stone, pours water from its centre.
There is an old street-lamp on the border of the street.
A sturdy crate made of nailed wooden planks sits on the floor.
The corpse of a little dog is lying here.
*a noble Elf* is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
*an Elf* is here, resting on a trained horse.
Manatark the Ainu is standing here.
*a Dwarf* is standing here.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
* S>y
y
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
*a noble Elf* starts exercising...
* S>y
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
* S>y
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
* S>y
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
* S>y
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
* S>y
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
* S>y
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
* S>y
* S HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Healthy>
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok.
*a Dwarf* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash.
*a Dwarf* pounds your left leg extremely hard and shatters it.
You feel a strong ache there!
You are mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
y
* S HP:Dying *a Dwarf*:Healthy>* S HP:Dying *a Dwarf*:Healthy>
You feel a strong ache there!
You are dead! Sorry...
* S HP:Awful>
Alas, you realize that yet again the mighty knowledge of drowned Numenor has
been lost... Despair settles on you.
* S HP:Awful>* S HP:Awful>
Your head stops stinging.
* S HP:Awful>r
yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You dare not shout, afraid you might disturb the Dark Lord.
* S HP:Awful>* S HP:Awful>yell MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You dare not shout, afraid you might disturb the Dark Lord.
* S HP:Awful>
You are already resting.
* S HP:Awful>* S HP:Awful>
Your heart feels lighter.
* S HP:Awful Mana:Hot>
