o HP:Fine Move:Tired>
Haista tells you 'why ya looted vanamoor?'
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Comment humms "jones st" --
Ok.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>
Ramazíth tells you 'nod'
o HP:Fine>Tell haista if i wouldnt then they would ahve done it
Ok.
o HP:Fine>Haista servant of Sauron is a Maia.
o HP:Fine>
A trained horse narrates 'Zohsrirmknurded!'
A pony narrates 'Rrwkrzim noeded!'
A mountain mule narrates 'Rrmkfrk MZeedrd!'
A warhorse narrates 'IkmokrawHnfedhd!'
o HP:Fine>Look
Small Trail
A pair of black padded boots lie on the ground here.
A butcher knife is lying here.
A hard leather cap is on the ground.
A brass lantern has been set on the ground.
A pair of heavy, reinforced boots lie here.
A pair of ring mail gloves are lying here.
A pair of ring mail leggings are lying here.
A pair of ring mail sleeves are lying here.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
There are two rings here.
On the floor is a foul orkish-looking metal helmet.
A thick metal breastplate is on the ground.
A thick pair of hard leather pants are lying here.
A pair of thin leather gloves are lying here.
A thin, soft leather jerkin is on the ground.
There is a water skin lying on the ground.
A wooden wall shield rests on the ground.
A pair of smooth boots lie on the ground.
Jones is resting here.
o HP:Fine>
Shrouds of dark clouds roll in above you, blotting out the skies.
o HP:Fine>
Ok.
o HP:Fine>[beep jones]
Ok.
o HP:Fine>[beep jones]
Ok.
o HP:Fine>[beep jones]
Ok.
o HP:Fine>[beep jones]
Ok.
o HP:Fine>[beep jones]
Ok.
o HP:Fine>
Jones stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
o HP:Fine>Tell jones stand lazy bitch
Ok.
o HP:Fine>Jones says 'eh ?'
Dreary Forest
A brown fox is here, looking for some rabbits to chew up.
Exits: North ^South^ ^West^.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine>Dark Dreary Forest
Exits: North South West.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine>Dreary Forest
Exits: North East ^South^ West.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine>Dreary Forest
A brutish forest troll is hunting here, looking for some tasty flesh.
Exits: North East ^South^ ^West^.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine>Dreary Forest
A large thorny branched shrub is growing here.
Exits: North East South ^West^.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine>
A pack horse narrates 'rkhwrfmhVnkrded!'
o HP:Fine>Dark Dreary Forest
Exits: North South West [Down].
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine>Open Exit
Ok.
o HP:Fine>Earthy Tunnel
A large wooden full shield is on the ground.
A hefty stone club is on the ground.
The corpse of a vicious olog-hai is lying here.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
Exits: North Up.
Jones has arrived from above.
o HP:Fine>Close Exit
Ok.
o HP:Fine>Jones says 'ahha'
Earthy Tunnel
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Earthy Tunnel
The corpse of an earth troll is lying here.
The corpse of a large earth troll is lying here.
Exits: East South.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Ior narrates 'havin fun sharan? (i guess)'
Earthy Tunnel
Exits: North West.
Jones has arrived from the west.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Earthy Tunnel
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Earthy Tunnel
The corpse of a large earth troll is lying here.
The corpse of an earth troll is lying here.
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Dirt Tunnel
The corpse of an earth troll is lying here.
The corpse of an earth troll is lying here.
Exits: North South West.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Gutted Tunnel
Exits: East West.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Haista tells you 'why you didnt give eq back to vanamoor?'
A Gutted Tunnel
Exits: East West.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Gutted Tunnel
A half-rotten corpse is hanging here.
Exits: East West.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Gutted Tunnel
A large earth troll is digging here, looking for some tasty morsels.
Exits: East West.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Tunnel
Exits: East South.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Exits: North West.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
A powerful young troll stares at you.
Exits: East South.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
A large earth troll is digging here, looking for some tasty morsels.
A powerful young troll stares at you.
A powerful young troll stares at you.
A powerful young troll stares at you.
Exits: North West.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>An Underground Stream
Exits: East West.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Drink Water
Your stomach can't contain anymore!
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>
Jones grins evilly.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>
Saving Devastator.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Tell haista cause u guys attacking me al the time too?
Ok.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>At a Nexus
The scalped corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
Exits: [North] East South West Up.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Exits: North East.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>
Sharan narrates 'a weep i lomolron ust e dab all maadns....zm va a dahgey toi'
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>
Ior tells you 'cave? =p'
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Tell haista why do u attack sharmak? he is my friend
Ok.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>
Jones says 'i go afk'
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>
Alas, you cannot go that way...
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
A demon wolf lurks here, its dark form twisting and hiding its shape.
Exits: South West.
Jones has arrived from the west.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Rough Junction
Exits: North South West.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Clunker, a big oafish son of a cave-troll is shambling about in here.
An old, strong cave troll is standing here.
An old, strong cave troll is standing here.
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the north.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Clumsy Intersection
The corpse of a demon wolf is lying here.
A demon wolf is here, fighting Smarty.
A demon wolf is here, fighting Smarty.
Smarty the Cave Troll is here, fighting a demon wolf.
Ramazíth the Black Númenórean is here, fighting a demon wolf.
Exits: North South West.
Jones has arrived from the north.
* HP:Fine Move:Tired>
A demon wolf seems to have recovered its senses.
* HP:Fine Move:Tired>A Dark Tunnel
Exits: East West Up.
Jones has arrived from the east.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Intersection
Exits: North Up Down.
Jones has arrived from below.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Rough Passageway
Exits: North South West.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Rough Passageway
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Rough Passageway
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Rough Passageway
The corpse of a demon wolf is lying here.
The corpse of a demon wolf is lying here.
The corpse of a demon wolf is lying here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o HP:Fine Move:Tired>Rough Passageway
A forest-green cloak lies here, cleverly camouflaged in this environment.
A pair of heavy, reinforced boots lie here.
A sturdy leather backpack has been left here.
Exits: North South.
Jones has arrived from the south.
o Move:Tired>Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
There are two battle axes here.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
A large and heavy morningstar lies on the ground.
There are two lanterns here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
There is a water skin lying on the ground.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
Lump is standing here.
Leatherhead is standing here.
Lycos the Black Númenórean is resting here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Ior the Hill Troll is resting here.
Tupoj the Hill Troll is standing here.
Exits: South [Up] Down.
Jones has arrived from the south.
* Move:Tired>
Jones smiles happily.
* Move:Tired>
Jones leaves down.
* Move:Tired>
Ok.
* Move:Tired>Rest
You sit down and rest your tired bones.
* Move:Tired>What do you want to drop?
* Move:Tired>Tell jones nod
Ok.
* Move:Tired>Inventory
You are carrying:
a fine grey cloak (brand new)
* Move:Tired>
Haista tells you 'he killed hark'
* Move:Tired>
Ior smiles viciously.
* Move:Tired>
Ior sadly say's: thnx
* Move:Tired>
Guevara tells you 'y will regret that looting till the rest of yer life'
* Move:Tired>
Ior puts a leather backpack on his back.
* Move:Tired>Tell haista so? hark killed many ppl and attacked many ppl too
Ok.
* Move:Tired>
Ior gets a strip of dried meat from a leather backpack.
* Move:Tired>
Ior hungrily devours a strip of dried meat.
* Move:Tired>
Ior giggles.
* Move:Tired>
Kaks narrates 'Hi'
* Move:Tired>
Ior stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
* Move:Tired>Narrate Guevara tells you 'y will regret that looting till the rest of yer life'
Ok.
* Move:Tired>Narrate cackle
Ok.
* Move:Tired>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
On the ground, there are two battle axes.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
A large and heavy morningstar lies on the ground.
There are two lanterns here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
There is a water skin lying on the ground.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
Lump is standing here.
Leatherhead is standing here.
Lycos the Black Númenórean is resting here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
* Move:Tired>Narrate i do care alot =P not
Ok.
* Move:Tired>
Guevara narrates 'nod'
* Move:Tired>
Kaks narrates 'any spare warswordis?'
* Move:Tired>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
There are two battle axes here.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
A large and heavy morningstar lies on the ground.
You see two lanterns on the ground.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
There is a water skin lying on the ground.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
Lump is standing here.
Leatherhead is standing here.
Lycos the Black Númenórean is resting here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
* Move:Tired>Score
342/342 hit, and 47/116 moves.
* Move:Tired>
Guevara narrates 'y stupid or what'
* Move:Tired>
Leatherhead drops a heavy morningstar.
* Move:Tired>Tell uks wooho they loogged immos
Ok.
* Move:Tired>
A hungry warg has arrived from the south.
*>
Lump patiently twiddles her thumbs.
*>Tell uks and threaten me
Ok.
*>
Guevara narrates 'cant keep thing between ppl?'
*>Tell uks hahahaha
Ok.
*>Score
342/342 hit, and 54/116 moves.
*>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
There are two battle axes here.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
On the ground, there are two heavy morningstars.
There are two lanterns here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
There is a water skin lying on the ground.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
Lump is standing here.
Leatherhead is standing here.
Lycos the Black Númenórean is resting here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*>
Üks tells you 'hehe, haista nad guaevara, nod'
*>
Guevara narrates 'have to have attantion?'
*>Guevara narrates 'shrug get it'
Narrate DONT ATTACK SHARMAK OR UATTACK
Ok.
*>
*an Orc* grunts ':P we need more dwarves to rush in like that :P'
*>
A hungry warg leaves south.
*>Narrate STAY UR FUCKING HANDS OF SHARMAK
Ok.
*>
Lump grins evilly.
*>Score
342/342 hit, and 59/116 moves.
*>
Lump thumps : ohyeah
*>Score
342/342 hit, and 60/116 moves.
*>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
On the ground, there are two battle axes.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
You see two heavy morningstars on the ground.
There are two lanterns here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
There is a water skin lying on the ground.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
Lump is standing here.
Leatherhead is standing here.
Lycos the Black Númenórean is resting here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
*>
Haista tells you 'narrates 'Guevara sharmak will die'
*>
*an Orc* grunts 'that would make it a whole lot more fnu!'
*>
Guevara tells you 'piss off'
*>
Leatherhead starts writing a message.
*>
A hungry warg has arrived from the south.
*>
Lump thumps : and i need to be grouped so that i get xp
*>
Lump nods to herself. Must need some reassurance...
*>
WARNING: inactivity timeout in 10 seconds.
*>Tell guevara fuck of urself if i legend come try harm me again
Ok.
*>
Guevara tells you 'never interfere with other ppls biz'
*>
*an Orc* grins evilly.
*>Tell guevara never fuckign hit my friends mate
Ok.
*>
Guevara tells you 'laff'
*>
Leatherhead has written a message.
*>Tell guevara u cant even kill a lvl 13 troll get lost
Ok.
*>Inventory
You are carrying:
a fine grey cloak (brand new)
*>Score
342/342 hit, and 80/116 moves.
*>Equipment
You are using:
<wielded> an engraved warhammer
<worn as shield> a tower shield (brand new)
<worn on body> a thick, rigid leather breastplate (used)
<worn about body> a forest green cloak (used)
<worn on legs> a plain pair of pants (worn out)
<worn on feet> a pair of smooth, black boots
<worn on wrist> a keyring with a set of lock picks
<worn on finger> an iron ring
<worn on finger> a ring
<worn on back> a leather backpack
<worn as belt> a gleaming belt
<worn on belt> a pair of orkish war-drums
<worn on belt> a weapon harness
<worn on belt> a sable pouch
<worn on belt> a sable pouch
<worn on belt> a water skin
*>
Saving Devastator.
*>
A hungry warg leaves south.
*>
Guevara tells you 'i could kill y if y are legend'
*>Tell guevara u think i am afraid?
Ok.
*>
Guevara tells you 'they cant kill me'
*>Tell guevara haha
Ok.
*>Tell guevara i dont mind mate come get me
Ok.
*>
Guevara tells you 'unless blocked me in cellar with 3 trolls'
*>
Guevara tells you 'that was nice?'
*>Tell guevara do i care? no
Ok.
*>
Guevara tells you 'i see and i like yer stile'
*>Tell guevara what i care about is that u fuckig attac ksharmak and he is a nice guy
Ok.
*>
Lump struts proudly.
*>
Guevara tells you 'that means yer ganno me exp'
*>Tell guevara u fuckign stay ur fakking friends off
Ok.
*>
Guevara tells you 'yeah?'
*>
Lump bows deeply.
*>
Sìn has arrived from the south.
*>
Guevara tells you 'he made uks and kaks just for killing me'
Lump thumps : it night
*>Tell guevara mohk was free 20k, come give me some free xp later
Ok.
*>
Lump opens the tendrils.
*an Orc* grunts ':P all you trollz need is someone slick like norsu to frenzy you up, and in the
night bree will go *bang!*'
*>
Lump leaves up.
Leatherhead leaves up.
*>
Haista tells you 'narrates 'Guevara better dont assist sharmak'
*>
Guevara tells you 'and thats char sep'
*>
WARNING: inactivity timeout in 10 seconds.
*>
Guevara tells you 'and y dont have a fucking clyue bout thing'
*>Tell haistai dont care
No-one by that name here...
*>
A brown donkey narrates 'HEPP!'
*>
Haista tells you 'narrates 'Guevara this time jones saved you'
*an Orc* nods to himself. Must need some reassurance...
*>
Sìn begins some strange incantations...
*>Tell guevara hehe like i carea bout char sep?
Ok.
Sìn utters the word 'abrawajf'
*>
Guevara tells you 'so better think what ya say'
*>
Üks narrates 'Its Sharan again! :P'
*>Tell haista do icare?
Ok.
*>Tell haista no
Ok.
*>
Guevara tells you 'nice'
*>
Haista tells you 'seems no'
*>Tell haista i oculd easily walk warrens
Ok.
*>
Haista tells you 'so you die'
*>
Guevara tells you 'ok seeya around'
*>
Haista tells you 'laff'
*>Tell haista sure do that
Ok.
*>
Sharan narrates 'tovn gnip buduw bullid 2 ranolrofh mar ha'
*>
Sìn leaves south.
*>
Lycos stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
*>
Lycos leaves south.
*>Tell haista i couls also run in dt and let others come help me
Ok.
*>
Sharan narrates 'asy lahallam ludezt pugeh about?'
*>
Haista tells you 'haha'
*>Tell haista and u oswould been dead again
Ok.
*>Tell his
Who do you wish to tell what?
*>
Sìn has arrived from the south.
*>Tell haista np just ocme kill me
Ok.
*>
Sìn gets a water skin.
*>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
There are two battle axes here.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
There are two heavy morningstars here.
On the ground, there are two lanterns.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Sìn the Black Númenórean is standing here.
*>
Haista tells you 'do i care?'
*>
Sìn puts a water skin on his belt.
*an Orc* leaves south.
*an Orc* leaves south.
A hungry warg leaves south.
*>
Sìn drinks water from a water skin.
*>
Haista tells you 'yes i come'
*>
Sìn leaves south.
*>Tell haista i dont care about loosing eq nor a char=)
Ok.
*>
Saving Devastator.
*>Tell haista that is why i play trolls=P
Ok.
*>Score
342/342 hit, and 116/116 moves.
*>
*an Orc* has arrived from the south.
*an Orc* has arrived from the south.
A hungry warg has arrived from the south.
*>
Sìn has arrived from the south.
*>Haista tells you 'HAHA'
Tell haista i do care about morons attacking sharamk
Ok.
*>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
There are two battle axes here.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
You see two heavy morningstars on the ground.
You see two lanterns on the ground.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Sìn the Black Númenórean is standing here.
*>Score
342/342 hit, and 116/116 moves.
*>Equipment
You are using:
<wielded> an engraved warhammer
<worn as shield> a tower shield (brand new)
<worn on body> a thick, rigid leather breastplate (used)
<worn about body> a forest green cloak (used)
<worn on legs> a plain pair of pants (worn out)
<worn on feet> a pair of smooth, black boots
<worn on wrist> a keyring with a set of lock picks
<worn on finger> an iron ring
<worn on finger> a ring
<worn on back> a leather backpack
<worn as belt> a gleaming belt
<worn on belt> a pair of orkish war-drums
<worn on belt> a weapon harness
<worn on belt> a sable pouch
<worn on belt> a sable pouch
<worn on belt> a water skin
*>Stat
OB: 125%, DB: -16%, PB: 40%, Armour: 24%. Wimpy: 0. Mood: aggressive.
Needed: 76,067 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 47. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- a light wound at the body.
- a light wound at the right foot.
- a light wound at the right arm.
*>
Ramazíth has arrived from the south.
*>Score
342/342 hit, and 116/116 moves.
*>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
There are two battle axes here.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
There are two heavy morningstars here.
You see two lanterns on the ground.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Sìn the Black Númenórean is standing here.
Ramazíth the Black Númenórean is standing here.
*>
Haista tells you 'sharmak is moron'
*>Tell ramazith i post this log
Ok.
*>
Ramazíth says 'sin'
*>Tell ramazith this si fun
Ok.
*>
Sìn nods solemnly.
*>
Ramazíth nods in agreement with you.
*>Tell ramazith they telling me igonna die
Ok.
*>
Ramazíth says 'care to cure'
*>
Ramazíth says 'me at 2 hps'
*>Tell ramazith HAHAHHAhAHA
Ok.
*>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
You see two battle axes on the ground.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
On the ground, there are two heavy morningstars.
You see two lanterns on the ground.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Sìn the Black Númenórean is standing here.
Ramazíth the Black Númenórean is standing here.
*>Comment humms "cure ramazith" --
Ok.
*>
Sìn begins some strange incantations...
Ramazíth giggles.
*>
Ok.
Ramazíth sits down and rests.
*>
Sìn utters the words 'judicandus gzfuajg'
*>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
You see two battle axes on the ground.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
On the ground, there are two heavy morningstars.
There are two lanterns here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Sìn the Black Númenórean is standing here.
Ramazíth the Black Númenórean is resting here.
Ramazíth smiles viciously.
*>Rest
You are already resting.
*>Score
342/342 hit, and 116/116 moves.
*>Equipment
Ramazíth says 'thanks'
You are using:
<wielded> an engraved warhammer
<worn as shield> a tower shield (brand new)
<worn on body> a thick, rigid leather breastplate (used)
<worn about body> a forest green cloak (used)
<worn on legs> a plain pair of pants (worn out)
<worn on feet> a pair of smooth, black boots
<worn on wrist> a keyring with a set of lock picks
<worn on finger> an iron ring
<worn on finger> a ring
<worn on back> a leather backpack
<worn as belt> a gleaming belt
<worn on belt> a pair of orkish war-drums
<worn on belt> a weapon harness
<worn on belt> a sable pouch
<worn on belt> a sable pouch
<worn on belt> a water skin
*>Stat
OB: 125%, DB: -16%, PB: 40%, Armour: 24%. Wimpy: 0. Mood: aggressive.
Needed: 76,067 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 47. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- a light wound at the body.
- a light wound at the right foot.
- a light wound at the right arm.
*>Comment humms "funny" --
Ok.
*>Look
Cave
A big City Key is lying here.
You see two battle axes on the ground.
A short, broad stabbing blade lies here.
You see two heavy morningstars on the ground.
You see two lanterns on the ground.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
An elven waybread wrapped in a leaf has been left here.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
A dirty root, with stringy limbs like a man, lies here.
A metal shield is on the ground.
A strip of leather with a buckle is lying here.
A ring, with a runic inscription. It looks very old.
A set of tools, wrapped in black leather, lies here.
A small metal shield is on the ground.
The great warlord Lothar stands here forever frozen in time.
A thick pair of chain mail gloves are lying here.
A young and vicious olog-hai eagerly awaits intruders.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Puupea the Hill Troll is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
*an Orc* is standing here.
A hungry warg stands here, sniffing around for flesh.
Sìn the Black Númenórean is standing here.
Ramazíth the Black Númenórean is resting here.
*>
Sìn says 'cool down deva :)'
*>Comment humms "they couldnt kil me at all=)" --
Ok.
*>
Ramazíth smiles viciously.
*>
Ramazíth stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
*>
Ramazíth giggles.
*>Comment humms "haha" --
Ok.
*>
Ramazíth licks Sìn.
*>
*an Orc* stops following *an Orc*.
*an Orc* now follows Ramazíth.
*>Comment humms "thye say jones rescued me" --
Ok.
*>
Ramazíth says 'he my bodyguard'
*>
Sìn licks himself - YUCK.
*>Comment humms "rofl" --
Ok.
