These days you were happy when...
Heh, I found this log in some archive while Mume is down,
to those who don't know, Torghal is now known as Dragóth
and the log is from the eyes of Drulchz, these days called Mordak.
We were like level 17-18 and none of us had pked before...I allmost
got tears in my eyes when reading this =)
Enjoy.
o R S HP:Fine>s,
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
o R S HP:Fine>sm
*Ginlon the Elf* has arrived from the east riding the trained horse.
Someone has arrived from the east riding the trained horse.
You smile happily.
* R S HP:Fine>
Torghal dräglar: döda!! *** kill!! ***
* R S HP:Fine>
*Ginlon the Elf* crushes your body hard and tickles it.
You try to slash *Ginlon the Elf*, but he parries successfully.
* R S HP:Fine *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>sayNKILL *** the power of adrenalin ***
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
Someone utters the words, 'qahijf gsfal'
*Luin the Elf* slowly fades into existence.
*Luin the Elf* sprays you with piercing rays of many-coloured light.
That really HURT!
* R S HP:Hurt *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>
*Luin the Elf* begins some strange incantations...
* R S HP:Hurt *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>
Torghal slashes *Ginlon the Elf*'s right foot extremely hard.
* R S HP:Hurt *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>f
*Luin the Elf* begins some strange incantations...
PANIC!
You can't quit the fight!
Torghal slashes *Ginlon the Elf*'s head extremely hard.
You slash *Ginlon the Elf*'s body very hard.
* R S HP:Hurt *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>f
PANIC!
You can't quit the fight!
*Luin the Elf* utters the words, 'qahijf gsfal'
*Luin the Elf* sprays you with piercing rays of many-coloured light.
* R S HP:Hurt *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>
*Luin the Elf* begins some strange incantations...
* R S HP:Hurt *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>f
* R S HP:Wounded *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>
PANIC!
You can't quit the fight!
*Ginlon the Elf* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash.
* R S HP:Bad *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>
*Luin the Elf* utters the words, 'qahijf gsfal'
*Luin the Elf* sprays you with piercing rays of many-coloured light.
That really HURT!
f
* R S HP:Bad *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>
*Luin the Elf* begins some strange incantations...
Torghal sends *Ginlon the Elf* sprawling with a powerful bash.
Torghal slashes *Ginlon the Elf*'s head hard.
* R S HP:Bad *Ginlon the Elf*:Hurt>f
*Luin the Elf* utters the words, 'qahijf gsfal'
You are dead! Sorry...
* S HP:Awful Mana:Icy>x
l
Your head stops stinging.
* S HP:Awful Mana:Icy>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* S HP:Awful Mana:Icy>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* S HP:Awful Mana:Icy>stat
OB: 92%, DB: -29%, PB: 0%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 10. Mood: wimpy.
Needed: 230,178 xp and 1,976 tp. Wp: 0. Gold: 0.
* S HP:Awful Mana:Icy>Hall of Orcs
This is where orcs enter Middle Earth. New orcs, or orcs that have died, are
summoned here. The room is dim, illuminated by some distant lamps.
You feel
that this room is located far down in the underground, and not even the most
powerful magic could reach down here. A long passage is leading up to the
large Orc cave.
A musty bread has been left here.
You are disgusted!
A pot full of the half-decayed remains of an elf is here.
The remainders of a disgusting elf-stew cover the ground.
A large fountain, made from grey stone, pours water from its center.
* S HP:Awful Mana:Icy>
Torghal dräglar: ha ha
* S HP:Awful Mana:Cold>
Torghal dräglar: jag slog sår!!!!! *** I hit wound!!!!! ***
* S HP:Awful Mana:Cold>
Torghal dräglar: DEEP WOUND PÅ GILION!!
* S HP:Awful Mana:Cold>
Torghal yells 'jihha'
* S HP:Awful Mana:Cold>say EHHEE
emote mummlar : EHHEE
Ok.
* S HP:Awful Mana:Cold>say skriv ut! *** Print it! ***
emote mummlar : skriv ut!
Ok.
say skriv ut!
* S HP:Awful Mana:Cold>emote mummlar : skriv ut! *** Print it! ***
Ok.
* S HP:Awful Mana:Cold>
Torghal dräglar: ok
* S HP:Awful Mana:Cold>
Torghal stops resting, and clambers on his feet.
* S HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
Those days you were happy if you hit a wound on the pukes,
the times sure change =(
i remember that! Log starts rocking haha "s," arglebargle.