Suddenly an explosion of ancient rhymes makes the space collapse around you!
You blink, you vanish! And you are in Tharbad!
Before the North Gate of Tharbad
A little boy is here, running around.
* HP:Bad>armour
cast n 'armour'
You start to concentrate...
You suddenly notice a thief.
A thief pierces your body extremely hard and shatters it.
Aye!
You cannot concentrate any more...
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
* HP:Dying a thief:Healthy>f
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
* HP:Dying a thief:Healthy>
You feel a strong ache there!
You are mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
* HP:Dying a thief:Healthy>
Ouch!
You lose a level!
You are dead! Sorry...
o HP:Awful>sle
You go to sleep.