Moandor's death in witch
posted by Moandor
2000-05-14 13:08:09
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Not nice to be targetted by a horde of puke casters when u are the only bn in a
* R C Mana:Burning>A Strange Rock
The corpse of the black wolf is lying here.
The corpse of the huge, black wolf is lying here.
The corpse of a ruffian is lying here.
Dragóth the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.
Zhagrat the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.
Draaz the Orc is here trying to concentrate, riding a hungry warg.

* R C Mana:Burning>
Zhagrat begins some strange incantations...
Draaz utters the words 'judicandus dies'

* R C Mana:Burning>
Zhagrat utters the words 'detect invisibility'

* R C Mana:Burning>look
A Strange Rock
The corpse of the black wolf is lying here.
The corpse of the huge, black wolf is lying here.
The corpse of a ruffian is lying here.
Dragóth the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.
Zhagrat the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.
Draaz the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.

* R C Mana:Burning>
Lava narrates 'it's like darkness?'

* R C Mana:Burning>
Draaz says 'they are all inside'

* R C Mana:Burning>
You suddenly notice *Relim the Dúnadan Man*.
Dragóth smites *Relim the Dúnadan Man*'s body extremely hard.

* R C Mana:Burning>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* strongly pierces Dragóth's body and tickles it.

* R C Mana:Burning>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* panics, and attempts to flee.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* leaves east.

* R C Mana:Burning>e
cts

Saving Moandor.

* R C>Thorny garden
A detached red rose is lying here.
Exits: East West.

* R C>cts
Dragóth leaves east riding a hungry warg.
clo thorns
Ok.

* R C>cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
Dragóth has arrived from the east riding a hungry warg.
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* has arrived from the east.
*an Elf* has arrived from the east.
*an Elf* has arrived from the east.

* R C>cts

*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C>cts
cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
Dragóth says 'he in'
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>cts
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C>Dragóth strongly smites *Chelíos the Silvan Elf*'s left arm.
clo thorns
It's already closed!
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C>
*an Elf* utters the words 'qahijf gsfal'
*an Elf* sprays Zhagrat with painfully bright, concentrated rays of light.
*an Elf* barely pierces Zhagrat's body and tickles it.

* R C>
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C>
Zhagrat crushes *an Elf*'s body hard.

* R C>
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
Jorgun narrates 'nod'

* R C>
Zhagrat panics, and attempts to flee.

* R C>cts

*an Elf* utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
*an Elf* makes your evil soul suffer with his goodness.
That really HURT!
*an Elf* lightly pierces your body and tickles it.

* R C HP:Fine *an Elf*:Healthy>clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C HP:Fine *an Elf*:Healthy>z
cast 'block' thorns
Impossible! 
You can't concentrate enough.
*an Elf* utters the words 'qahijf gsfal'
*an Elf* sprays Zhagrat with painfully bright, concentrated rays of light.

* R C HP:Fine *an Elf*:Healthy>
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C HP:Fine *an Elf*:Healthy>flee
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* leaves east.
You flee head over heels.
At the Black Tower
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* is standing here.
Exits: North West.
You suddenly notice *Relim the Dúnadan Man*.

* R C HP:Fine>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* leaves west.

* R C HP:Fine>
Zhagrat has arrived from the west riding a hungry warg.

* R C HP:Fine>w

*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* leaves west.

* R C HP:Fine>Thorny garden
A detached red rose is lying here.
Dragóth the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.
*an Elf* is standing here.
*an Elf* is standing here.
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* is standing here.
Exits: East.
You suddenly notice *Relim the Dúnadan Man*.

* R C HP:Fine>cast 'fire' *elf*

Dragóth smites *an Elf*'s right foot hard.

* R C HP:Fine>
*an Elf* giggles.

* R C HP:Fine>
You cannot attack and flee at the same time.
*an Elf* pierces Dragóth's right foot very hard and tickles it.

* R C HP:Fine>
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* pierces Dragóth's right foot hard and tickles it.

* R C HP:Fine>
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C HP:Fine>cast 'fire' *elf*
You quickly recall your stored spell...

*Relim the Dúnadan Man* pierces Dragóth's right foot hard and tickles it.

*an Elf* panics, and attempts to flee.
Your victim has disappeared!
*an Elf* leaves east.

* R C HP:Fine>
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C HP:Fine>
Zhagrat strongly crushes *an Elf*'s body and tickles it.
Dragóth panics, and attempts to flee.
Dragóth leaves east riding a hungry warg.

* R C HP:Fine>e

*Relim the Dúnadan Man* approaches Zhagrat, trying to pierce him.
*an Elf* barely pierces Zhagrat's left arm and tickles it.

* R C HP:Fine>At the Black Tower
*an Elf* is standing here.
Dragóth the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.
Exits: North West.

* R C HP:Fine>w
*an Elf* leaves west.
Thorny garden
A detached red rose is lying here.
*an Elf* is here, fighting Zhagrat.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* is here, fighting Zhagrat.
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* is standing here.
Zhagrat the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg, fighting *an Elf*.
*an Elf* is standing here.
Exits: East.

* R C HP:Fine>
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C HP:Fine>cts
*an Elf* giggles.
clo thorns
It's already closed!

* R C HP:Fine>z

Draaz narrates 'he inside still?'

* R C HP:Fine>cast 'block' thorns
You start to concentrate...
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* barely pierces Zhagrat's body and tickles it.

*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* utters the word 'fireball'
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf*'s fireball completely envelops you, causing infernal pain.
Aye! 
You cannot concentrate any more...
That really HURT!

* R C HP:Hurt *Chelíos the Silvan Elf*:Fine>
Dragóth smites *an Elf*'s right foot very hard.

* R C HP:Hurt *Chelíos the Silvan Elf*:Fine>flee
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!

* R C HP:Hurt *Chelíos the Silvan Elf*:Fine>flee

*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...
Zhagrat sends *an Elf* sprawling with a powerful bash.

* R C HP:Hurt *Chelíos the Silvan Elf*:Fine>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* barely pierces Zhagrat's left arm and tickles it.

* R C HP:Hurt *Chelíos the Silvan Elf*:Fine>Dragóth panics, and attempts to flee.
Dragóth leaves east riding a hungry warg.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* removes a nasty orkish fang.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* skillfully draws a black horn shortbow.
You flee head over heels.
At the Black Tower
Dragóth the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.
Exits: North West.

* R C HP:Hurt>w
Thorny garden
A detached red rose is lying here.
*an Elf* is here, fighting Zhagrat.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* is here, fighting Zhagrat.
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* is standing here.
Zhagrat the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg, fighting *an Elf*.
*an Elf* is standing here.
Exits: East.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* strongly shoots Zhagrat's head and tickles it.

* R C HP:Hurt>z

*Relim the Dúnadan Man* nocks a missile in a black horn shortbow.

* R C HP:Hurt>
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C HP:Hurt>cast 'block' thorns
You start to concentrate...

Zhagrat panics, and attempts to flee.
Zhagrat leaves east riding a hungry warg.
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...


Dragóth smites *an Elf*'s right foot extremely hard.

* R C HP:Hurt>e

Zhagrat has arrived from the east riding a hungry warg.

* R C HP:Hurt>At the Black Tower
Exits: North West.
*an Elf* has arrived from the west.

* R C HP:Hurt>w

*an Elf* leaves west.

* R C HP:Hurt>cast 'fire' *elf*
Thorny garden
A detached red rose is lying here.
*an Elf* is here, fighting Dragóth.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* is standing here.
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* is standing here.
Dragóth the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg, fighting *an Elf*.
*an Elf* is standing here.
Exits: East.
Jorgun narrates 'but it eminates the troll population :)'

* R C HP:Hurt>
You quickly recall your stored spell...

*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...

*an Elf* seems to have recovered his senses.

e
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* nocks a missile in a black horn shortbow.

*an Elf* panics, and attempts to flee.
*an Elf* panics, but can't stop fighting to flee.
Alas! There was no clear line of sight to him!

* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Burning>At the Black Tower
Exits: North West.

* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Burning>w
cast 'fire' *elf*

*an Elf* has arrived from the west.

* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Burning>Thorny garden
A detached red rose is lying here.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* is standing here.
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* is standing here.
Dragóth the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg.
*an Elf* is standing here.
Exits: East.

* R C HP:Hurt Mana:Burning>*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* nocks a missile in a black horn shortbow.
You start to concentrate...
Dragóth approaches *Chelíos the Silvan Elf*, trying to smite him.
Zhagrat tries to crush *Chelíos the Silvan Elf*, but he parries successfully.

*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...

*Relim the Dúnadan Man* shoots your right arm hard.
Aye! 
You cannot concentrate any more...
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* barely hits your body and tickles it.

* R C HP:Wounded *Relim the Dúnadan Man*:Fine>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* nocks a missile in a black horn shortbow.

* R C HP:Wounded *Relim the Dúnadan Man*:Fine>flee
You flee head over heels.
At the Black Tower
Exits: North West.

* R C HP:Wounded>
*a Dwarf* has arrived from the north.
A mountain mule has arrived from the north.

* R C HP:Wounded>cs
cast 'cure serious'
You start to concentrate...

w
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* has arrived from the west.
*an Elf* has arrived from the north.

You feel less protected.
*a Dwarf* strongly cleaves your left foot.
Aye! 
You cannot concentrate any more...
Zhagrat narrates 'fight'

* R C HP:Wounded *a Dwarf*:Healthy>No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* R C HP:Wounded *a Dwarf*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
Thorny garden
A detached red rose is lying here.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* is standing here.
Dragóth the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg, fighting *an Elf*.
*an Elf* is here, fighting Zhagrat.
Zhagrat the Orc is here, riding a hungry warg, fighting *an Elf*.
Exits: East.

* R C HP:Wounded>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* shoots Dragóth's left arm extremely hard.

* R C HP:Wounded>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* nocks a missile in a black horn shortbow.
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* has arrived from the east.

* R C HP:Wounded>ots

*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C HP:Wounded>
Zhagrat strongly crushes *an Elf*'s left arm and tickles it.

* R C HP:Wounded>*an Elf* panics, and attempts to flee.
*a Dwarf* has arrived from the east.
A mountain mule has arrived from the east.
op thorns
Ok.

* R C HP:Wounded>
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations...

* R C HP:Wounded>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* shoots Dragóth's head extremely hard.
Dragóth smites *an Elf*'s head extremely hard.
*an Elf* lightly pierces Zhagrat's body and tickles it.

* R C HP:Wounded>
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* nocks a missile in a black horn shortbow.

* R C HP:Wounded>cast 'fire' *elf*

Dragóth panics, and attempts to flee.
Dragóth leaves east riding a hungry warg.

* R C HP:Wounded>
*an Elf* panics, and attempts to flee.
*an Elf* panics, but can't stop fighting to flee.
*an Elf* has arrived from the east.
*Relim the Dúnadan Man* nocks a missile in a black horn shortbow.

* R C HP:Wounded>
You start to concentrate...
*an Elf* tries to pierce you, but your parry is successful.
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf* utters the word 'fireball'
*Chelíos the Silvan Elf*'s fireball completely envelops you, causing infernal pain.
Aye! 
You cannot concentrate any more...
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.

* C HP:Dying *an Elf*:Hurt>flee


You are dead! Sorry...

Alas, you realize that yet again the mighty knowledge of drowned Númenor has
been lost... Despair settles on you.

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