o>Equipment
You are using:
<wielded>            an engraved warhammer
<worn as shield>     a bejewelled shield (used)
<worn on body>       a plain shirt (used)
<worn about body>    a russet cloak (used)
<worn on hands>      a thin pair of leather gloves (used)
<worn on legs>       a plain pair of pants (used)
<worn on feet>       a pair of smooth, black boots
<worn on finger>     an iron ring
<worn on back>       a leather baldric
<worn across back>   a leather backpack
<worn as belt>       a gleaming belt
<worn on belt>       a sable pouch
<worn on belt>       a stone

o>South - Quarters
Up    - A Road through the Grey Mountains

o>Info
You are a female Mountain Troll.
You are 34 years, 7 months, and 25 days old.
You have played 12 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Secret the Troll Warrior (level 13).
You are six feet eleven and weigh thirty-five stone and three pounds.
Perception: vision 28, hearing 25, smell 26. Alertness: normal.
You are totally corrupted by the Evilness of Morgoth!
You are carrying seventy pounds of equipment. A tad uncomfortable, but no problem.
Your base abilities are: Str:21 Int:6 Wis:4 Dex:16 Con:21 Wil:15 Per:8.
Offensive Bonus: 100%, Dodging Bonus: 36%, Parrying Bonus: 35%.
You are not wearing any armour.
You have 341/341 hit, and 116/116 movement points.
Your mood is aggressive. 
You will flee if your hit points go below 100.
You have scored 1,089,114 experience points and you have 1,182 travel points.
You have been involved in some skirmishes for the forces of the Dark Lord.
You need 105,886 exp. points and 0 travel points to reach the next level.
You have 14 gold coins, 18 silver pennies, and 14 copper pennies.
You are speaking Morbeth.

You are subjected to the following temporary effects:
- novoid

o>A Road through the Grey Mountains
The corpse of an orc-soldier is lying here.
The corpse of an orc-soldier is lying here.
The corpse of an orkish scout is lying here.
The corpse of an orc-soldier is lying here.
The corpse of an orc sentry is lying here.
The corpse of an orkish patrol-leader is lying here.
Exits: [North] ^East^ ^South^ ^West^.

*>The night has begun.

*a powerful Man* has arrived from the south riding a warhorse.
A Broken Road
Exits: ^East^ ^South^ ^West^.

*>A Crumbling Road
The corpse of a hungry warg is lying here.
Exits: ^North^ ^East^ ^South^ ^West^.

*>
*Tairach the Orc* has arrived from the west riding a hungry warg.

*>A Bend in the Road
Exits: ^East^ ^South^.

*>A Crumbling Road
The corpse of a hungry warg is lying here.
*Tairach the Orc* is here, riding a hungry warg.
*a powerful Man* is here, riding a warhorse.
Exits: ^North^ ^East^ ^South^ ^West^.
*Tairach the Orc* leaves east riding a hungry warg.

*>*a powerful Man* pounds your head extremely hard.
Kill *Man*
You're already fighting!

* HP:Fine *a powerful Man*:Fine>
Your attempt to pound *a powerful Man* fails.

// I lag here suddenly of course...

* HP:Fine *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*a powerful Man* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash.

* HP:Fine *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*a powerful Man* pounds your left leg extremely hard.

* HP:Fine *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*Zaber the Half-Elf* has arrived from the east riding a warhorse.
*a noble Elf* has arrived from the east riding a trained horse.
*a noble Elf* has arrived from the east riding a warhorse.
*a noble Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Fine *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*a noble Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Fine *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*a noble Elf* utters the words 'qahijf gsfal'
*a noble Elf* sprays you with piercing rays of many-coloured light.
That really HURT!

* HP:Hurt *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*a noble Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Hurt *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*a noble Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Hurt *a powerful Man*:Fine>
Saving Secret.

* HP:Hurt *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*a noble Elf* utters the words 'qahijf gsfal'
*a noble Elf* sprays you with piercing rays of many-coloured light.
That really HURT!

* HP:Wounded *a powerful Man*:Fine>
*a noble Elf* begins some strange incantations...
*a noble Elf* utters the words 'qahijf gsfal'
*a noble Elf* sprays you with piercing rays of many-coloured light.
That really HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*a powerful Man* pounds your right foot extremely hard and shatters it.
You feel a strong ache there!
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.

* HP:Dying *a powerful Man*:Fine>Label ff
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!

* HP:Dying *a powerful Man*:Fine>
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!

* HP:Dying *a powerful Man*:Fine>Stat
OB: 100%, DB: -89%, PB: 35%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 100. Mood: aggressive.
Needed: 105,886 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 14. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- a light wound at the right foot.
- noquit
- novoid

* HP:Dying *a powerful Man*:Fine>

You are dead! Sorry...


o HP:Awful>Stat
OB: 46%, DB: -28%, PB: 41%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 100. Mood: wimpy.
Needed: 116,777 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 0. Alert: normal.