* R>l
look
The Animal Pen
There is some snow on the ground.
Bubu the Man is here, riding a trained horse.
* R>l e
look e
The gate is open.
* R>t ellara but i need key first
Ok.
* R>
Ellara narrates 'coming'
* R>
You suddenly notice *Valdja the Orc*.
Aráldalë has arrived from the east riding a pack horse.
* R>
*Elajt the Orc* has arrived from the east riding a hungry warg.
*Azazello the Orc* has arrived from the east riding a hungry warg.
Aráldalë tries to pierce *Valdja the Orc*, but he parries successfully.
* R>
Ellara has arrived from the east riding a warhorse.
* R>
*Valdja the Orc* swiftly dodges Ellara's attempt to pierce him.
*Nacs the Orc* has arrived from the east riding a hungry warg.
* R>
*Azazello the Orc* closes the gate.
*Valdja the Orc* lightly pierces Aráldalë's right arm and tickles it.
* R>
Tordenskjold narrates 'icky C Mana:Icy Old-Man Willow:Bad Vanity:Awful>'
*Valdja the Orc* panics, and attempts to flee.
* R>ce
close exit
It's already closed!
* R>
*Valdja the Orc* opens the gate.
*Elajt the Orc* closes the gate.
* R>
*Valdja the Orc* panics, and attempts to flee.
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
* R>
*Valdja the Orc* opens the gate.
* R>
Aráldalë closes the gate.
*Valdja the Orc* panics, and attempts to flee.
* R>
Bubu intercepts *Azazello the Orc*'s blow.
*Azazello the Orc* pounds Bubu's left foot very hard and tickles it.
* R>
Bubu slashes *Azazello the Orc*'s body hard and tickles it.
* R>
Bubu intercepts *Nacs the Orc*'s blow.
*Nacs the Orc* tries to crush Bubu, but he parries successfully.
* R>bl gate
cast n 'block' gate
You start to concentrate...
The gate is opened from the other side.
Aráldalë closes the gate.
Ellara utters the word 'pabraw'
Ellara raises her voice and ancient powers make *Valdja the Orc* twist in
pain.
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
The gate is opened from the other side.
The gate closes quietly.
The exit east seems to blur for a while.
* R Mana:Burning>
*Valdja the Orc* stops using a black runed dagger.
*Valdja the Orc* skillfully draws an embellished longbow.
*Valdja the Orc* panics, and attempts to flee.
* R Mana:Burning>
*Valdja the Orc* nocks a missile in an embellished longbow.
* R Mana:Burning>
*Azazello the Orc* pounds Bubu's right foot hard and tickles it.
* R Mana:Burning>cast 'colour spray' $target
cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Bubu narrates 'come on?'
*Valdja the Orc* panics, and attempts to flee.
*Valdja the Orc* shoots Aráldalë's left hand extremely hard.
*Valdja the Orc* nocks a missile in an embellished longbow.
Aráldalë lightly pierces *Valdja the Orc*'s body and tickles it.
na fight
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
*Valdja the Orc* nocks a missile in an embellished longbow.
Ellara utters the word 'pabraw'
Ellara raises her voice and ancient powers make *Valdja the Orc* twist in
pain.
Ok.
You spray *Valdja the Orc* with many-coloured rays of bright light.
* R Mana:Hot>
Ok.
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
*Valdja the Orc* nocks a missile in an embellished longbow.
Bubu avoids being bashed by *Nacs the Orc* who loses his balance and falls.
* R Mana:Hot>na fight
cast 'colour spray' $target
Ok.
* R Mana:Hot>cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
*Nacs the Orc* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
*Valdja the Orc* strongly shoots Aráldalë's body and tickles it.
*Azazello the Orc* pounds Bubu's body extremely hard and tickles it.
*Valdja the Orc* nocks a missile in an embellished longbow.
cast 'colour spray' $target
*Valdja the Orc* panics, and attempts to flee.
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
Alas! There was no clear line of sight to him!
* R Mana:Hot>cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
*Valdja the Orc* shoots Aráldalë's right arm very hard.
l
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
*Valdja the Orc* nocks a missile in an embellished longbow.
*Elajt the Orc* begins some strange incantations...
*Valdja the Orc* panics, and attempts to flee.
Bubu avoids being bashed by *Nacs the Orc* who loses his balance and falls.
Ellara utters the word 'pabraw'
Ellara raises her voice and ancient powers make *Valdja the Orc* twist in
pain.
Alas! There was no clear line of sight to him!
* R Mana:Hot>*Valdja the Orc* nocks a missile in an embellished longbow.
look
The Animal Pen
There is some snow on the ground.
Bubu the Man is here, riding a trained horse, fighting *Azazello the Orc*.
*Valdja the Orc* is here, fighting Aráldalë.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is here, riding a pack horse, fighting *Valdja the Orc*.
*Elajt the Orc* is here trying to concentrate, riding a hungry warg.
*Azazello the Orc* is here, riding a hungry warg, fighting Bubu.
Ellara the Half-Elf is here, riding a warhorse, fighting *Valdja the Orc*.
*Nacs the Orc* is here, resting on a hungry warg.
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
*Azazello the Orc* avoids being bashed by Bubu who loses his balance and
falls.
R Mana:Hot>
*Nacs the Orc* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
Aráldalë utters the words 'mosailla paieg'
Aráldalë burns *Valdja the Orc*.
*Valdja the Orc* is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
* R Mana:Hot>nor
cha spellcasting normal
Ok.
*Azazello the Orc* pounds Bubu's right hand extremely hard.
Aráldalë pierces *Valdja the Orc*'s right arm extremely hard and shatters it.
You feel more experienced.
Congratulations! This is the first time you've killed it!
You gained some renown in this battle!
Your blood freezes as you hear *Valdja the Orc*'s death cry.
*Valdja the Orc* has drawn his last breath! R.I.P.
A shadow slowly rises above the corpse of *Valdja the Orc*.
* R Mana:Hot>cast 'colour spray' $target
Aráldalë narrates 'vladaj dies'
cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
The snow has stopped.
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
*Elajt the Orc* utters the word 'pabraw'
*Elajt the Orc* raises his voice and calls great pain upon you.
Aye!
You cannot concentrate any more...
That really HURT!
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot *Elajt the Orc*:Fine>
Ellara utters the word 'pabraw'
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot *Elajt the Orc*:Fine>
As Ellara greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the icy grasp of a shadow
stops her!
*Elajt the Orc* begins some strange incantations...
Aráldalë utters the words 'colour spray'
Aráldalë sprays *Elajt the Orc* with painfully bright, concentrated rays of
light.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot *Elajt the Orc*:Hurt>
*Elajt the Orc* begins some strange incantations...
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot *Elajt the Orc*:Hurt>na rescue
Ok.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot *Elajt the Orc*:Hurt>
Tanir narrates 'clap how?'
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot *Elajt the Orc*:Hurt>
*Elajt the Orc* begins some strange incantations...
Aráldalë narrates 'valdja RIP'
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot *Elajt the Orc*:Hurt>
You are rescued by Bubu, you are confused!
Ellara utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
Ellara cries 'Elbereth Gilthoniel' and makes *Elajt the Orc* shiver in pain.
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
*Elajt the Orc* begins some strange incantations...
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
l
*Elajt the Orc* panics, and attempts to flee.
Bubu avoids being bashed by *Nacs the Orc* who loses his balance and falls.
*Nacs the Orc* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
Ellara utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
Ellara cries 'Elbereth Gilthoniel' and makes *Elajt the Orc* shiver in pain.
Bubu slashes *Elajt the Orc*'s right leg very hard and shatters it.
*Elajt the Orc* dismounts from a hungry warg, and stops riding it.
*Elajt the Orc* is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
cast 'colour spray' $target
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>Ellara begins some strange incantations...
look
The Animal Pen
There is some snow on the ground.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
Bubu the Man is here, riding a trained horse, fighting *Elajt the Orc*.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is here trying to concentrate, riding a pack horse.
*Elajt the Orc* is lying here, incapacitated.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*Azazello the Orc* is here, riding a hungry warg, fighting Bubu.
Ellara the Half-Elf is here trying to concentrate, riding a warhorse.
*Nacs the Orc* is here, riding a hungry warg.
The shadow of *an Orc* is floating here.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Aráldalë utters the words 'colour spray'
As Aráldalë completes his incantations, *Elajt the Orc*'s body is ripped apart
by rays of light.
You feel more experienced.
Congratulations! This is the first time you've killed it!
Your blood freezes as you hear *Elajt the Orc*'s death cry.
*Elajt the Orc* has drawn his last breath! R.I.P.
A shadow slowly rises above the corpse of *Elajt the Orc*.
Your victim has disappeared!
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
Bubu avoids being bashed by *Azazello the Orc* who loses his balance and
falls.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Burning>cast 'colour spray' $target
*Azazello the Orc* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Ellara begins some strange incantations...
Bubu avoids being bashed by *Nacs the Orc* who loses his balance and falls.
Eheril narrates 'yipeee !'
cast 'colour spray' $target
*Nacs the Orc* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
Aráldalë utters the words 'colour spray'
Aráldalë sprays *Azazello the Orc* with painfully bright, concentrated rays of
light.
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
Ok.
You spray *Azazello the Orc* with many-coloured rays of bright light.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>Dhar narrates 'see if he still has my elven and fang?'
cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Ellara tries to pierce *Azazello the Orc*, but he parries successfully.
cast 'colour spray' $target
Ragaz narrates 'nice'
Bubu sends *Azazello the Orc* sprawling with a powerful bash.
Aráldalë utters the words 'colour spray'
Aráldalë sprays *Azazello the Orc* with painfully bright, concentrated rays of
light.
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
Ok.
You spray *Azazello the Orc* with many-coloured rays of bright light.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>Ellara begins some strange incantations...
cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
cast 'colour spray' $target
Aráldalë narrates 'NUKE'
Alas! There was no clear line of sight to him!
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Aráldalë narrates 'port us magica'
Bubu strongly slashes *Azazello the Orc*'s body.
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
Ellara utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
Ellara cries 'Elbereth Gilthoniel' and makes *Azazello the Orc* shiver in
pain.
Ok.
Your spray of light rips *Azazello the Orc* apart completely, killing him.
You feel more experienced.
Congratulations! This is the first time you've killed it!
Your blood freezes as you hear *Azazello the Orc*'s death cry.
*Azazello the Orc* has drawn his last breath! R.I.P.
A shadow slowly rises above the corpse of *Azazello the Orc*.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
Aráldalë narrates 'nm we ok'
Bubu avoids being bashed by *Nacs the Orc* who loses his balance and falls.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>cast 'colour spray' $target
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
* R HP:Fine Mana:Hot>*Nacs the Orc* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
cast 'colour spray' $target
Ellara tries to pierce *Nacs the Orc*, but he parries successfully.
Aráldalë utters the words 'colour spray'
Aráldalë sprays *Nacs the Orc* with painfully bright, concentrated rays of
light.
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
Ok.
You spray *Nacs the Orc* with many-coloured rays of bright light.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Bubu avoids being bashed by *Nacs the Orc* who loses his balance and falls.
*Nacs the Orc* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
Ok.
You spray *Nacs the Orc* with many-coloured rays of bright light.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>cast 'colour spray' $target
cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Ellara narrates 'they die'
*Nacs the Orc* giggles.
Bubu sends *Nacs the Orc* sprawling with a powerful bash.
Bubu says 'hello'
Aráldalë utters the words 'colour spray'
Aráldalë sprays *Nacs the Orc* with painfully bright, concentrated rays of
light.
Bubu slashes *Nacs the Orc*'s body extremely hard and shatters it.
cast 'colour spray' $target
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
Bubu says 'keep mana'
Ok.
You spray *Nacs the Orc* with many-coloured rays of bright light.
*Nacs the Orc* dismounts from a hungry warg, and stops riding it.
*Nacs the Orc* is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>cast 'colour spray' *orc*
You start to concentrate...
Ellara pierces *Nacs the Orc*'s right foot extremely hard and shatters it.
You feel more experienced.
Yes!
You're beginning to get the idea.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Nacs the Orc*'s death cry.
*Nacs the Orc* has drawn his last breath! R.I.P.
A shadow slowly rises above the corpse of *Nacs the Orc*.
Your victim has disappeared!
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>
Fragir narrates 'i break ?'
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>na they die
Ok.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>l
Ellara throws back her head and cackles with insane glee!
look
There is some snow on the ground.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
Bubu the Man is here, riding a trained horse.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is here, riding a pack horse.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Ellara the Half-Elf is here, riding a warhorse.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
The shadow of *an Orc* is floating here.
The shadow of *an Orc* is floating here.
The shadow of *an Orc* is floating here.
The shadow of *an Orc* is floating he
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>ec
Wobbit narrates 'burn his notrax'
exa corpse
corpse (here) :
a fortune in gold
a strange set of lock picks
a water skin
a fragrant-smelling bag
a sable pouch
a broad silver belt
a heavy morningstar
a leather backpack
a russet cloak (used)
a metal wall shield (used)
a heavy pair of vambraces (brand new)
a thick pair of metal gauntlets (used)
a pair of iron-shod boots (used)
a heavy pair of greaves (brand new)
a spiked metal helmet (brand new)
a thick metal breastplate (brand new)
a mace
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>
Aráldalë narrates 'all dead'
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>
Bubu narrates 'all rip'
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>exa 2.corpse
corpse (here) :
a fortune in gold
a butcher knife (dented)
a sable pouch
a water skin
a broad silver belt
an ornate, steel-shafted warhammer
a keyring with a set of lock picks
a leather backpack
a fine grey cloak (brand new)
a bejewelled shield (brand new)
a pair of white chain mail sleeves (brand new)
a thick pair of chain mail gloves (brand new)
a pair of iron-shod boots (brand new)
a heavy pair of chain mail leggings (used)
a thick chain mail coif (brand new)
a fine chain mail shirt (brand new)
a banded ring
a black warg fur (brand new)
a flask of orkish draught
a strip of dried meat
a pair of snowshoes (brand new)
a russet cloak (brand new)
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>
Aráldalë narrates 'nacs elajat valdja and'
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>
As Bubu greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the icy grasp of a shadow
stops him!
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
Saving Magíca.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>exa 3.corpse
Aráldalë says 'and someone'
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>corpse (here) :
a fortune in gold
a laced quiver
a stone
a butcher knife (brand new)
a fragrant-smelling bag
a broad silver belt
an engraved broadsword (dented)
a keyring with a set of lock picks
a leather backpack
a forest green cloak (used)
a bejewelled shield (brand new)
a pair of soft leather sleeves (worn out)
a thin pair of leather gloves (used)
a pair of smooth, black boots
a brown pair of pants (used)
a straw hat (used)
a plain shirt (brand new)
a black amulet
an iron ring
a pan
a water skin
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>
As Bubu greedily kneels down towards the corpse, the icy grasp of a shadow
stops him!
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>exa 4.corpse
Aráldalë sits down and rests.
* R HP:Fine Mana:Warm>corpse (here) :
a fortune in gold
a laced quiver
a sable pouch
a water skin
the scalp of Celórfilas
a fragrant-smelling bag
a gleaming belt
an embellished longbow
a keyring with a key and a set of lock picks
a leather backpack
a forest green cloak (brand new)
a bejewelled shield (brand new)
a fine pair of chain mail sleeves (brand new)
a thin pair of leather gloves (brand new)
a black pair of padded boots (brand new)
a fine pair of chain mail leggings (brand new)
a hard leather cap (brand new)
a fine chain mail shirt (brand new)
a silver cloakpin
a grotesque necklace with a great number of ears
an iron ring
a gold ring
a black horn shortbow
a fine grey cloak (brand new)
a pair of snowshoes (used)
a black runed dagger (brand new)