High Moors
*Eilro the Noldorin Elf* is here, riding a warhorse.
Exits: East South.
* R W C Mana:Cold>
*Eilro the Noldorin Elf* swiftly dodges Naksur (N)'s attempt to pound him.
* R W C Mana:Cold>
*Eilro the Noldorin Elf* begins some strange incantations...
* R W C Mana:Cold># $target is now set to {elf*} [local]
FLEE
*Eilro the Noldorin Elf* utters the words 'qarr diesilla'
--ARMOUR DOWN--
A loud crack of thunder can be heard as *Eilro the Noldorin Elf* calls down lightning on
you.
Aye!
You cannot concentrate any more...
That really HURT!
* R W C HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Eilro the Noldorin Elf*:Fine Naksur (N):Healthy>
*Eilro the Noldorin Elf* begins some strange incantations...
* R W C HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Eilro the Noldorin Elf*:Fine Naksur (N):Healthy>gog
*Eilro the Noldorin Elf* utters the words 'qarr diesilla'
*Eilro the Noldorin Elf* calls down lightning from the sky, killing you.
You are dead! Sorry...
Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W C HP:Awful Mana:Cold>sc
# {report} now aliases {emote has 2/246 hp, 22/114 mana, 119/122 mp'} in [default] group
2/246 hit, 22/114 mana, and 119/122 moves.