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MUME: Multi Users in Middle Earth, Version VII.
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Welcome to the land of Middle Earth. May your visit here be... interesting.
Never forget! Try to role-play...
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Escape Passage
The corpse of a hungry warg is lying here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
*a sturdy Dwarf* is standing here.
Exits: South [Up].
Your default tongue is the Morbeth
Free rent.
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Your heart feels lighter.
* Mana:Burning>
*a sturdy Dwarf* cleaves your body extremely hard and shatters it.
That really HURT!
* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning *a sturdy Dwarf*:Healthy>
You barely slash *a sturdy Dwarf*'s body and tickle it.
* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning *a sturdy Dwarf*:Fine>
You flee head over heels.
Quarters
A black metal shield has been left here.
A small campfire burns here, its low flames giving off only a little light.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A pair of high boots are on the ground.
A case, made for quarrels, lies on the ground.
Rilhir, the Dunadan commander of the tower, is standing here.
An elite Dunadan soldier stands here, guarding the stronghold against evil.
An elite Dunadan soldier stands here, guarding the stronghold against evil.
An elite Dunadan soldier stands here, guarding the stronghold against evil.
An elite Dunadan soldier stands here, guarding the stronghold against evil.
An elite Dunadan soldier stands here, guarding the stronghold against evil.
Exits: North East.
* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning>
Rilhir the commander says 'Prepare to meet your destiny, fool!'
Rilhir the commander smites your body extremely hard and shatters it.
That really HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
An elite Dunadan soldier says 'Prepare to die, fool!'
An elite Dunadan soldier slashes your body extremely hard and shatters it.
You are mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
You are dead! Sorry...
o HP:Awful Mana:Burning>laugh
Alas, you realize that yet again the mighty knowledge of drowned Numenor has
been lost... Despair settles on you.
* HP:Awful>
You fall down laughing.
* HP:Awful>sleep
You go to sleep.