Great Escape
posted by Magíca
2001-06-04 19:32:51
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Logged by: *Magíca the Silvan Elf*

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Story is that me and Araldale found 4 trolls exping in Goblincaves, we store up FB's and 
ask a buffer if he can come etc, but trolls bashed and left to DT before night was over.
Some people gathered at DT to charge trollies...
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Herold says 'magica block irontrap'  <---- What?? He told me to break dt door, now he telling 
                                                                         me to block irontrap... hmm :-)
*>
Abraxas raises his hand.

*>
Abraxas is now a group member.

*>say go goddamnit
emote cuddles 'go goddamnit'   
Ok.

*>
Herold says 'going'

*>stat
OB: 49%, DB: 19%, PB: 57%, Armour: 73%. Wimpy: 50 Mood: wimpy.
Needed: 230,032 xp, 0 tp. Lauren: 208. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- stored spell fireball.
- stored spell fireball.
- armour
- shield

*>sc
180/180 hit, 135/135 mana, and 100/104 moves.

*>say no
emote cuddles 'no'  <--- Yeah wait a sec, I wanna know if I'm supposed to break or block!
Ok.

*>
Herold leaves ^^NORTH^^.
A Road through the Grey Mountains
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A sturdy trained horse is standing here (shrouded).
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
Iolas the Half-Elf is here, riding a pack horse.
Brawn the Dwarf is standing here.

*>
Herold leaves ^^NORTH^^.
Dark Tower
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A brown-skinned Orc tries to slash Herold, but he parries successfully.

*>
Herold closes the irontrap.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'A will hant yoe uhtol yaa'ro deat, Nalold!'

*>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Feol, koa and diu horribly!'
Sistina (Fredde) swiftly dodges a brown-skinned Orc's attempt to crush her.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Hool, dio esd die zorrigly!'

*>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Feol, die end dee horrably!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Vaol, bie and bie horlidly!'

*>
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Hoal, dio onp doi horrigly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Neol, pie and pee horrably!'
You swiftly dodge a brown-skinned Orc's attempt to cleave you.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>say araldale blocks
emote cuddles 'araldale blocks'

*>bl irontrap
cast n 'block' irontrap
Impossible! 
You can't concentrate enough.    //Ok here I try at least

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>say araldale blocks
emote cuddles 'araldale blocks'
Ok.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Zoal, gae ank gie horrigly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fool, dee and daa sorribly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fool, giu and gie sorrabry!'
A brown-skinned Orc tries to pierce you, but your parry is successful.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
Herold closes the woodendoor.
You suddenly notice Gabriel.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Soor, doe ahd die welribly!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
You suddenly notice Gabriel.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Soor, doe ahd die welribly!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fiol, kiu and dia holrobry!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
The irontrap is opened from the other side.
Brawn narrates 'they down irontrpa'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fool, dio and gee horrodly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fool, gae asd dee ferlibly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Feol, gie and boe herrobly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fool, dao ivd die norridly!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Foal, dia and tie horribly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Soor, tie ozp bie worribry!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
Sistina (Fredde) closes the irontrap.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Foal, dii amd kia horrugly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Hool, doe ank koe holrebly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Faol, die and dia vorrikry!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
The irontrap is opened from the other side.
Abraxas cleaves a brown-skinned Orc's left foot very hard and tickles it.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Gesbard! I'll gud you fal pfot, Abraxaw!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Kavdarg! Noz dara yoo? U morl lawomgul yaar fecu
Adlaxeh!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
Herold closes the irontrap.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
Sistina (Fredde) panics, and attempts to flee.
Sistina leaves <SOUTH>.
Aráldalë opens the irontrap.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>na aral 
Herold closes the irontrap.
Ok.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
The irontrap is opened from the other side.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
Aráldalë leaves //DOWN//.
Herold closes the irontrap.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
The irontrap is opened from the other side.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
Aráldalë leaves //DOWN//.
Herold closes the irontrap.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>flee
Gabriel opens the woodendoor.
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!
Sistina (Fredde) has arrived from the south.

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
The irontrap is opened from the other side.
A brown-skinned Orc joins a brown-skinned Orc's fight.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Yar! Dia wlug!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'I sull nank yoa undil yai're keud, Horolb!'

* a brown-skinned Orc:Fine>flee   <----- Flee and come back maybe since I think asking 
You flee head over heels.                           for rescue may be worthless there
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*a Troll* is standing here.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is standing here.
Exits: North South West Up.
The irontrap closes quietly.

*>up

*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...

*>up
The irontrap seems to be closed.

*>
*a Troll* strongly crushes Aráldalë's right hand and tickles it.

*>oe u

Aráldalë opens the irontrap.
The irontrap closes quietly.

*>open exit u
Ok.

The irontrap closes quietly.

*>up
up
The irontrap seems to be closed.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'block door'  <--- Not looking too good...
The exit up seems to blur for a while.
Aráldalë pierces *a Troll*'s body and tickles it.

*>up
The irontrap seems to be closed.
Aráldalë panics, and attempts to flee.
Aráldalë leaves <SOUTH>.

*>south
Littered Room
A ragged leather breastplate is on the ground.
A mace is on the ground.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A pair of ring mail sleeves are lying here.
A plain shirt is on the ground.
A scimitar has been left here.
A large stone chest is here.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is standing here.
Exits: North.

*>
Aráldalë narrates 'd'

*>
Elmir narrates 'wheres le action?'
Aráldalë leaves ^^NORTH^^.

*>na d
Ok.

*>
Elmir narrates 'and anyone with shining there?'

*>north
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is here, fighting Aráldalë.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*a Troll* is here, fighting Aráldalë.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is here, fighting *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*.
Exits: North South West [Up].

*>
Aráldalë panics, and attempts to flee.
Aráldalë leaves <<WEST<<.

*>
*Dork the Cave Troll* has arrived from the west.
*a Troll* has arrived from the west.
*a Troll* has arrived from the west.

*>
*a Troll* quickly approaches, trying to crush you.

No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

Aráldalë narrates 'break'   <--- As you wish!

* *a Troll*:Fine>flee
Gabriel narrates 'it's blocked'
You flee head over heels.
Littered Room
 ragged leather breastplate is on the ground.
A mace is on the ground.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A pair of ring mail sleeves are lying here.
A plain shirt is on the ground.
A scimitar has been left here.
A large stone chest is here.
Exits: North.

*>north
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
Exits: North South West [Up].
*a Troll* quickly approaches, trying to crush you.
rock irontrap
You swiftly dodge *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*'s attempt to pierce you.

* *a Troll*:Fine>
You get a twisted rock fragment from a sable pouch.
* *a Troll*:Fine>
You stop using a black runed dagger.
You hold a twisted rock fragment.
*a Troll* crushes your head and tickles it.

* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Fine>Aráldalë narrates 'break it'
As you throw a twisted rock fragment at the irontrap, there is an explosion.  
The irontrap seems to blur for a while.               <---Ok hope ppl will              
                                                                      spamopen from other side now!
* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Fine>
*Dork the Cave Troll* tries to hit you, but your parry is successful.

* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Fine>
Aráldalë narrates 'break it'

* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Fine>oe u
open exit u
It's already open!
Aráldalë narrates 'break it'

* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Fine>flee

Gabriel narrates 'break irontrap now'

* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Fine>The irontrap is opened from the other side.
You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
Exits: East West Down.

* HP:Fine>
Aráldalë has arrived from the west.

* HP:Fine>east
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
Exits: North South West [Up].
*Dork the Cave Troll* quickly approaches, trying to hit you.

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>
*Dork the Cave Troll* strongly hits your right foot.

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>flee
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!
Aráldalë has arrived from the west.
*a Troll* crushes your body and tickles it.

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>
You swiftly dodge *a Troll*'s attempt to smite you.
Aráldalë leaves <SOUTH>.

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>flee
You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
Exits: East West Down.

* HP:Fine>west
Cramped Smithy
On the ground, there are two metal shields.
A short spear is lying on the ground.
A thin pair of soft leather boots are on the ground.
Grachalg the Uruk-hai smith stands here, working his forge.
Exits: East.

* HP:Fine>
Grachalg the Uruk-hai lightly pounds your body and tickles it.

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>east
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!
Sistina narrates 'magica break'

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>flee
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!
Grachalg the Uruk-hai says 'I'll crush your head, jool!'

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>
Aráldalë narrates 'bust it fuck sakes'

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Exits: East West Down.

* HP:Fine>
*Dork the Cave Troll* has arrived from the east.
*a Troll* has arrived from the east.
*a Troll* has arrived from the east.
*a Troll* has arrived from the east.

* HP:Fine>
*Dork the Cave Troll* tries to hit you, but your parry is successful.

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>
*a Troll* crushes your right hand and tickles it.

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>flee
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>east
flee
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>
*a Troll* lightly crushes your body and tickles it

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>flee
You flee head over heels.
Hewn Chamber
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A demon wolf lurks here, its dark form twisting and hiding its shape.
A demon wolf lurks here, its dark form twisting and hiding its shape.
Exits: [North] Up.

* HP:Fine>east
Alas, you cannot go that way...

* HP:Fine>up

A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fool, gee and gia hollebly!'
A brown-skinned Orc tries to cleave you, but your parry is successful.

* HP:Fine a brown-skinned Orc:Healthy>up
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine a brown-skinned Orc:Healthy>
A demon wolf lightly hits your head and tickles it.

* HP:Fine a brown-skinned Orc:Healthy>flee
Sistina narrates 'no breakers up'

You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
Exits: East West Down.

* HP:Fine>
*Dork the Cave Troll* lightly hits your left leg and tickles it.

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>up
*a Troll* has arrived from the west.
up
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>flee
You flee head over heels.
Cramped Smithy
On the ground, there are two metal shields.
A short spear is lying on the ground.
A thin pair of soft leather boots are on the ground.
Grachalg the Uruk-hai smith stands here, working his forge.
Exits: East.

* HP:Fine>
Aráldalë narrates 'herold breka irontrap'

* HP:Fine>
Grachalg the Uruk-hai says 'I'll crush your vead, fool!'
Grachalg the Uruk-hai lightly pounds your body and tickles it.

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>east
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>east
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>east
flee
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine Grachalg the Uruk-hai:Healthy>
You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
Exits: East West Down.
*Dork the Cave Troll* tries to hit you, but your parry is successful.

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>east
flee
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>
You swiftly dodge *a Troll*'s attempt to crush you
.
You flee head over heels.
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
Exits: North South West Up.

* HP:Fine>
Herold has arrived from above.

* HP:Fine>up
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* quickly approaches, trying to pierce you.
up
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>east

Herold narrates 'BROKEN'

* HP:Fine *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>No way! 
You are fighting for your lif
e!
*Dork the Cave Troll* has arrived from the west.
*a Troll* has arrived from the west.
*a Troll* has arrived from the west.

* HP:Fine *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
Littered Room
A ragged leather breastplate is on the ground.
A mace is on the ground.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A pair of ring mail sleeves are lying here.
A plain shirt is on the ground.
A scimitar has been left here.
A large stone chest is here.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is standing here trying to concentrate.
Exits: North.
Aráldalë utters the words 'locate life'

* HP:Fine>north
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
Exits: North South West Up.
*a Troll* quickly approaches, trying to crush you.
You swiftly dodge *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*'s attempt to pierce you.

* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Healthy>north
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Healthy>
Herold has arrived from the north.
Gabriel has arrived from above.
A brown-skinned Orc has arrived from above.
A brown-skinned Orc has arrived from above.
A brown-skinned Orc has arrived from above.
A brown-skinned Orc has arrived from above.  <------ Cringe!

* HP:Fine *a Troll*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Exits: East West Down.

* HP:Fine>east
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
east
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
Exits: North South West Up.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* quickly approaches, trying to pierce you.
A brown-skinned Orc tries to pierce you, but your parry is successful.
* HP:Fine *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>No way! 
You are fighting for your lif
e!
Sistina narrates 'rout'
*a Troll* quickly approaches, trying to crush you.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'O zell honk you unkur yuu're daad, Wegíca!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fool, bae and pie horligly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Noal, gue ahd die harribly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Zool, dea and dae falribly!'

* HP:Fine *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Fail, bie ank daa harligry!'
A brown-skinned Orc lightly slashes your left foot and tickles it.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Woal, pia aht die horribly!'

* HP:Hurt *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Wool, die and gea horrably!'
A brown-skinned Orc joins a brown-skinned Orc's fight.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Yal! Dae slug!'
A brown-skinned Orc lightly cleaves your left arm and tickles it.
*a Troll* crushes your body.

* HP:Hurt *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'I sall musk yoa avtel yoe're tuab, Wagíce!'

A brown-skinned Orc says 'Foor, die isb dao horribly!'
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Meol, dae and bie horribly!'

* HP:Hurt *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Exits: East West Down.
Sistina narrates 'out'

* HP:Hurt>
*a Troll* has arrived from the east.

*a Troll* quickly approaches, trying to crush you.

* HP:Hurt *a Troll*:Healthy>
A brown-skinned Orc has arrived from the east.
A brown-skinned Orc has arrived from the east.
A brown-skinned Orc has arrived from the east.
* HP:Hurt *a Troll*:Healthy>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Foal, dae and die horribly!'
A brown-skinned Orc quickly approaches, trying to cleave you.

* HP:Hurt *a Troll*:Healthy>up
flee
up
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Foal, dae and die herrobly!'
A brown-skinned Orc tries to slash you, but your parry is successful.
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Zool, die asd pie horraply!'
-------***ARMOUR DOWN***-------                                 <----- This aint looking too good :-(
A brown-skinned Orc barely crushes your body and tickles it.
*a Troll* crushes your body hard.

* HP:Hurt *a Troll*:Healthy>
You flee head over heels.
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
Exits: North South West Up.

* HP:Hurt>

* HP:Hurt>
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* tries to pierce you, but your parry is
successful.
*Dork the Cave Troll* tries to hit you, but your parry is successful.

* HP:Hurt *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>south
up
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Hurt *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
up
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Hurt *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>
You flee head over heels.
Littered Room
A ragged leather breastplate is on the ground.
A mace is on the ground.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A pair of ring mail sleeves are lying here.
A plain shirt is on the ground.
A scimitar has been left here.
A large stone chest is here.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is standing here.
Exits: North.

* HP:Hurt Move:Tired>north  <---- Pretyped, but they spamming kill *elf* like mad...
up
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is standing here.
Exits: North South West Up.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* quickly approaches, trying to pierce you.

* HP:Hurt Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>south
up
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!
*a Troll* has arrived from the west.

* HP:Hurt Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>*a Troll* crushes your lef
t foot extremely hard.
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Wounded Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
Littered Room
A ragged leather breastplate is on the ground.
A mace is on the ground.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A pair of ring mail sleeves are lying here.
A plain shirt is on the ground.
A scimitar has been left here.
A large stone chest is here.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is standing here.
Exits: North.
Sistina narrates 'door popped'
You hear some apparently very close noise coming from the north.

* HP:Wounded Move:Tired>
*a Troll* has arrived from the north.

* HP:Wounded Move:Tired>
*a Troll* approaches Aráldalë, trying to crush him.

* HP:Wounded Move:Tired>
Aráldalë begins some strange incantations...
*Dork the Cave Troll* has arrived from the north.
*a Troll* has arrived from the north.
*a Troll* has arrived from the north.

* HP:Wounded Move:Tired>
*Dork the Cave Troll* tries to hit Aráldalë, but he parries successfully.

*a Troll* crushes Aráldalë's right foot and tickles it.

Aráldalë panics, and attempts to flee.
Aráldalë leaves ^^NORTH^^.
*a Troll* leaves ^^NORTH^^.

*Dork the Cave Troll* leaves ^^NORTH^^.
*a Troll* leaves ^^NORTH^^.
*a Troll* leaves ^^NORTH^^.
You hear some apparently very close noise coming from the north.
*>cl
cast n 'cure serious'
You start to concentrate...

You begin to see scars fade away and a feeling of health comes over you.

* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning Move:Tired>flee
You flee head over heels.
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* is here, fighting Aráldalë.
Aráldalë the Half-Elf is here, fighting *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*.
*a Troll* is here, fighting Aráldalë.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is here, fighting Aráldalë.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is here, fighting Aráldalë.
Exits: North South West Up.

* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning Move:Tired>
Aráldalë panics, and attempts to flee.
Aráldalë leaves ^^NORTH^^.
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* quickly approaches, trying to pierce you.

* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>north
flee
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>*a Troll* 
quickly approaches, trying to crush you.
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!

* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
Aráldalë has arrived from the north.
You flee head over heels.
Littered Room
A ragged leather breastplate is on the ground.
A mace is on the ground.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A pair of ring mail sleeves are lying here.
A plain shirt is on the ground.
A scimitar has been left here.
A large stone chest is here.
Exits: North.

* HP:Wounded Mana:Burning Move:Tired>lo brawn  <---- Since it seems like 0 chance for me to 
cast n 'locate life'  brawn                                                          get out irontrap-way, they're spamming
You start to concentrate...

Brawn                    - On a mountain Very near Key: 'kafzigmedco'

* HP:Wounded Mana:Hot Move:Tired>
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* has arrived from the north.
You hear some apparently very close noise coming from the north.

* HP:Wounded Mana:Hot Move:Tired>
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Wounded Mana:Hot Move:Tired>
You hear some apparently very close noise coming from the north.

* HP:Wounded Mana:Hot Move:Tired>
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* utters the words 'lightning bolt'
*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* sends a powerful lightning bolt at you, you  
stagger from the impact.
That really HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
 
<---- One more proof that BNs suck, I have armour down and am wounded,
        still he bolts me to bad only 

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>
Ystävä narrates 'anyone spare good bow?'

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee

Saving Magíca.

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>
You flee head over
 heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee

You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!
Aráldalë has arrived from the north.

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee

You hear some apparently very close noise coming from the north.

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Gimilzór the Black Númenórean*:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
Dank Dungeon
A neat straw pallet is lying here.
*Dork the Cave Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
*a Troll* is standing here.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
Exits: North South West Up.
*Dork the Cave Troll* quickly approaches, trying to hit you.

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>flee
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!
*a Troll* quickly approaches, trying to crush you.

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired *Dork the Cave Troll*:Fine>
You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
Exits: East West Down.

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired>flee
You flee head over heels.
Hewn Chamber
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A tall brown-skinned orc, with wide arms, examines you harshly.
A demon wolf lurks here, its dark form twisting and hiding its shape.
A demon wolf lurks here, its dark form twisting and hiding its shape.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Exits: [North] Up.

*>cha wim 0
Wimpy set to: 0

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired>
A brown-skinned Orc says 'Foil, beu avd die horlidly!'
A brown-skinned Orc strongly smites your right arm and shatters it.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired a brown-skinned Orc:Healthy>flee
You flee head over heels.
Barracks
A beer barrel has been left here.
A scuffed and worn leather satchel has been left here.
Exits: East West Down.

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired>teleq kafzigmedco
cast quick 'teleport' kafzigmedco
You start to concentrate...

You hear some apparently close noise coming from the east.

*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* has arrived from the east.

*Gimilzór the Black Númenórean* tries to pierce you, but your parry is  successful.


<---- THANK GOD for sucky BN-OB!!!!!


You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

* HP:Bad Mana:Hot Move:Tired>
A Road through the Grey Mountains
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A sturdy trained horse is standing here (shrouded).
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
Iolas the Half-Elf is here, riding a pack horse.
Brawn the Dwarf is here, riding a mountain mule.  <--- Hello Brawn, I LOVE YOU!
Herold the Dwarf is standing here.
Gabriel the Smurf is standing here.
Sistina the Sinda (Fredde) is standing here.
Abraxas the Dwarf is standing here.
Your vision is troubled and you feel disoriented.


* HP:Awful Mana:Hot Move:Tired>   <--- Errr... awful? Think I got some wounds!
Brawn says 'irontrap blocked?'

Herold leaves ^^NORTH^^.
You were not able to keep your concentration while moving.
You slowly regain your bearings as your head clears.
Dark Tower

* HP:Awful Mana:Hot Move:Slow>south
A Road through the Grey Mountains
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A sturdy trained horse is standing here (shrouded).
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A sturdy pack horse is standing here.
A stocky mountain mule is here, waiting to serve.
Iolas the Half-Elf is here, riding a pack horse.
Brawn the Dwarf is standing here.
Exits: North East South West.

*>sc
19/180 hit, 67/135 mana, and 17/104 moves.
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Herold2001-06-04 19:35:10
*tickle Magica* if i tell you to break door it means to BREAK DOOR
and that's what you did.. it doesn't mean NOT TO BLOCK IRONTRAP does it? 8P
Magíca2001-06-04 19:41:24
Yes Herold but it leaves me with warm mana after break, why not let some other caster block so I at least got some mana to nuke? :-) That was what I was thinking! :-)
Dork2001-06-04 19:44:10
Lucky you trolls were level 21 18 17 and 9 :)
Dork2001-06-04 19:45:09
And 8 whitie legends vs 4 lowbie/mid trolls and gimilzor, and you left araldale to die and just sit outside? Bet he was upset!
Dork2001-06-04 19:45:25
Dorks Dorks SuperDorks!
Herold2001-06-04 19:48:46
Read the log below would you Mr.Dork?
Everhate2001-06-04 19:51:08
I'm starting to feel really sorry for Araldale. This is second time in 2 days his group has just left him to die a horrible death.
araldale2001-06-04 19:53:00
what does losing some renown mean btw, that i lose 1/2 my wps or a certain %?
Diam2001-06-04 19:57:59
Means u'll never warlord :P
hate2001-06-04 20:07:23
we dont suck, u are overpowered
araldale2001-06-04 20:12:12
my teleport was just bout take me out when you enter room and left then all trolls followed ya in and hit me to fuck ikt up i thought i was outta there! :)
Zaber2001-06-04 20:16:47
And Im just bored at work.. Someone help me!!!
Stormblast2001-06-04 20:50:01
Hehe that bolt at wounded with armour down would have killed a bn :P. Then again, a cigarette kills a horse *spamcringe*!
Everhate2001-06-04 20:58:06
You have lost some reknown means you lost a level of reknown..for example from great reknown to some reknown.
Mouser2001-06-04 21:25:46
Poor Gimilzor ...... he loses another puke to port while engaged. Nice job of recognizing your chances to flee past the spam
was slim. I also
thought it odd that you didnt have a nearby port key handy ... rather than
trying to casting locate during the melee. Might have gotten araldale out
of there if didnt spend time casting locate life.
Alcion2001-06-04 21:29:19
That didn't happend. Skratt. It's supposed to be impossible to locate someone
then teleport out of a place like that. Poke Elf.
Unknown2001-06-04 22:30:16
Nice escape
Jaron2001-06-04 22:56:17
Laugh Araldale. it's a joke yes? *smirk*
grunge to zaber2001-06-05 07:10:40
if you are bored at work, it means you are making less than 300k a year...perhaps getting a higher education would be beneficial?
or maybe just whore out that tight little adolescent ass of yours....otherwise, join the ranks of mume losers that will never be anything but poor.
Knöl2001-06-05 09:45:37
Grunge, somehow you make the impression that the only money you make is your weekly allowence from your parents. But I sure would be interested in what work you are into that is making over US$300k a year?
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