* W S C>The Black Moon Street
A soft pouch, made from leather, has been left here.
Exits: North East South West.
You suddenly notice an Assassin.

* W S C>*Morthe the Dwarf* has arrived from the east.
A pony has arrived from the east.

A Small Bridge
A woman is here, looking for someone to chat with.
Exits: North South.
You suddenly notice a thief.

* W S C>n
n
The Old Tower Street
Exits: North South West.

* W S C>The Old Tower Street
A thief lurks here, looking for a stranger to rob.
A thief lurks here, looking for a stranger to rob.
Exits: North [East] South.

* W S C>n

A thief leaves north.

* W S C>The Old Tower Street
A woman is here, looking for someone to chat with.
Exits: East South West.
You suddenly notice a thief.

* W S C>w
w
The Old Tower Street
A woman is here, looking for someone to chat with.
A woman is here, looking for someone to chat with.
Exits: East West.

* W S C>Before the North Gate of Tharbad
Exits: North East South West.

* W S C>n
s
Inside the North Gate of Tharbad
A heavy iron key with a large handle has been left here.
The corpse of a guard is lying here.
A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing.
A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing.
A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing.
A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing.
A secretary is sitting at the desk.
*Eher the Noldorin Elf* is resting here.
Exits: [North] South.

* W S C>Before the North Gate of Tharbad
*Morthe the Dwarf* is standing here.
A domesticated pony, beast of burden to many, stands here.
Exits: North East South West.

* W S C>n
q
*Morthe the Dwarf* leaves north.
A pony leaves north.
Inside the North Gate of Tharbad
A heavy iron key with a large handle has been left here.
The corpse of a guard is lying here.
A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing.
A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing.
A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing.
A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing.
A secretary is sitting at the desk.
*Eher the Noldorin Elf* is resting here.
*Morthe the Dwarf* is standing here.
A domesticated pony, beast of burden to many, stands here.
Exits: [North] South.

* W S C>back *elf*
You begin to move silently to the back of your victim...

*Morthe the Dwarf* says 'oscar here'

A guard unlocks the gate.
A guard opens the gate.
You begin to feel hungry.

*Eher the Noldorin Elf* says 'oscarmeyer'

You feel yourself exposed.
*Eher the Noldorin Elf* makes a strange sound but is suddenly very silent, as
you place a nasty orkish fang in his back.
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 *Eher the Noldorin Elf*'s death cry.
*Eher the Noldorin Elf* has drawn his last breath! R.I.P.

* W S C>nar
*Morthe the Dwarf* pounds your body extremely hard.

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Healthy>ehr R
You pierce *Morthe the Dwarf*'s right leg and tickle it.

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>IP
2Ok.

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>
3
funlock gate
It isn't even closed!

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>leop gate
It's already open!

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>
You strongly pierce *Morthe the Dwarf*'s right arm.
Your victim is shocked by your hit!

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>f

Implithura narrates 'ok i was seen'

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>
You dodge a bash from *Morthe the Dwarf* who loses his balance and falls.

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>g
drink skin
You drink the water.
You begin to feel hungry.
You do not feel thirsty anymore.

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>get all corpse
You get an iron ring from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a plain shirt from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a silk cap from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a pair of cotton pants from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a black pair of padded boots from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a thin pair of leather gloves from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a pair of cotton sleeves from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a bejewelled oak staff from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a russet cloak from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a leather backpack from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a keyring with a set of lock picks from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a double edged eket from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a broad silver belt from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You get a sable pouch from the corpse of *an Elf*.
You can't get a fortune in gold, you are carrying too many items already.

* W S C HP:Fine *Morthe the Dwarf*:Fine>2

*Morthe the Dwarf* stops resting, and clambers on his feet.