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/* ACK... comf on elf, he lossed that kill. Mume crashed 5 min. after */
/* that log and we loss last 4 hours of 'work'. Anyway, i feel so */
/* stupid in how i lossed that kill that i will show people my wrost */
/* pk action in 2.5 years of mume :) */
/* */
/* Have u never had a day when u cant calm down and to things slowly? */
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/-You see some tracks of *an Elf* leading south
(done less than 1 hour ago).
* R W C Move:Tired>s
A wolverine leaves east.
* R W C Move:Tired>\
Along a High Palisade
Exits: North West.
|/w
You see some tracks of *an Elf* leading west
(done less than 1 hour ago).
* R W C Move:Tired>|
Forest Bushes
Exits: East South West.
/-You see some tracks of *an Elf* leading west
(done less than 1 hour ago).
* R W C Move:Tired>w
Bear Den
A brown bear is sleeping here.
A brown bear is sleeping here.
*an Elf* is standing here.
Exits: East.
Aha, you have found your victim!
// here its!!
* R W C Move:Tired>43 // 43?
e
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
*an Elf* closes the den.
* R W C Move:Tired>
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
* R W C Move:Tired>
Alas, you cannot go that way...
* R W C Move:Tired>kk
kill *elf*
You try to slash *an Elf*, but he parries successfully.
* R W C Move:Tired *an Elf*:Fine>e // kill and then e?
No way!
You are fighting for your life!
*an Elf* utters the word 'fireball'
*an Elf*'s fireball completely envelops you, causing infernal pain.
That really HURT!
You swiftly dodge *an Elf*'s attempt to pierce you.
* R W C HP:Fine Move:Tired *an Elf*:Fine>
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
* R W C HP:Fine Move:Tired *an Elf*:Fine>sg // errr, no
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
* R W C HP:Fine Move:Tired *an Elf*:Fine>
*an Elf* utters the word 'fireball'
*an Elf*'s fireball completely envelops you, causing infernal pain.
That really HURT!
* R W C HP:Wounded Move:Tired *an Elf*:Fine>6 // ohh, yes, got it
e // what?
6 // better now
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
* R W C HP:Wounded Move:Tired *an Elf*:Fine>6 // WTF!!
/cast 'fireball' *elf*
You quickly recall your stored spell...
-\6 // *giggle*
|6 // *pfffff*
/-6 // *ROLF*
Ok.
Your fireball completely envelops *an Elf* in flames.
You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
* R W C HP:Wounded Mana:Burning Move:Tired *an Elf*:Hurt>No way!
You are fighting for your life!
* R W C HP:Wounded Mana:Burning Move:Tired *an Elf*:Hurt>/*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
cast 'fireball' *elf*
You quickly recall your stored spell...
-\6
|/-Ok.
Your fireball completely envelops *an Elf* in flames.
You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
* R W C HP:Wounded Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>|cast 'fireball' *elf*
You start to concentrate...
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
/-\You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
|/-*an Elf* utters the words 'lightning bolt'
You feel less protected.
*an Elf* sends a powerful lightning bolt at you, you stagger from the impact.
Aye!
You cannot concentrate any more...
You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
You try to slash *an Elf*, but he parries successfully.
* R W C HP:Wounded Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>|cast 'fireball' *elf*
You start to concentrate...
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
/2e
-
\You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
2 // finally got it!
|2
* R W C HP:Wounded Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>2
-cast 'fireball' *elf*
You start to concentrate...
*an Elf* utters the words 'lightning bolt'
*an Elf* sends a powerful lightning bolt at you, you stagger from the impact.
Aye!
You cannot concentrate any more...
That really HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
* R W C HP:Awful Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>2
|cast 'fireball' *elf*
You start to concentrate...
*an Elf* begins some strange incantations...
/2
-\You flee head over heels.
PANIC!
You couldn't escape!
2
|/-2
*an Elf* utters the words 'lightning bolt'
*an Elf* sends a powerful lightning bolt at you, you stagger from the impact.
Aye!
You cannot concentrate any more...
You are mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
* W C HP:Dying Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>cast 'fireball' *elf*
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
* W C HP:Dying Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>alias 2 cast 'burning hands' *elf*
Ok.
* W C HP:Dying Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>cast 'burning hands' *elf*
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
* W C HP:Dying Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>cast 'burning hands' *elf*
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
* W C HP:Dying Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>cast 'burning hands' *elf*
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
* W C HP:Dying Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>cast 'burning hands' *elf*
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
* W C HP:Dying Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>cast 'burning hands' *elf*
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
* W C HP:Dying Mana:Hot Move:Tired *an Elf*:Bad>cast 'burning hands' *elf*
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
You are dead! Sorry...
o W C HP:Awful Mana:Hot Move:Tired>Alas, you realize that yet again the mighty knowledge of drowned Nmenor has
been lost... Despair settles on you.
cast 'burning hands' *elf*
Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W C HP:Awful Mana:Burning Move:Tired>sc
1/157 hit, 75/96 mana, and 33/109 moves.
* W C HP:Awful Mana:Burning Move:Tired>sleep
You go to sleep.
* W C HP:Awful Mana:Burning Move:Tired>sleep
sc
You are already sound asleep.
* W C HP:Awful>9/157 hit, 96/96 mana, and 56/109 moves.
* W C HP:Awful>info
You are a male Black Nmenrean.
You are 66 years, 1 month, and 10 days old.
You have played 20 days and 11 hours (real time).
This ranks you as Hate loves hidden island (level 28).
You are six feet tall and weigh twelve stone and twelve pounds.
Perception: vision 40, hearing -40, smell -75. Alertness: normal.
You are totally corrupted by the Evilness of Morgoth!
You are welcome in Tharbad.
Your equipment weighs nothing. Peanuts.
Your base abilities are: Str:10 Int:18 Wis:15 Dex:15 Con:13 Wil:12 Per:13.
Offensive Bonus: 71%, Dodging Bonus: -56%, Parrying Bonus: 0%.
You are not wearing any armour.
You have 13/157 hit, 96/96 mana, and 66/109 movement points.
Your mood is wimpy.
You will flee if your hit points go below 90.
You have scored 8,878,512 experience points and you have 143,421 travel points.
You are not known for any acts of war.
// finally, after 8 consecutive deaths without kill anyone got it
// but i recover some wp that i dont deserve
// Sorry for *elf*, i dont like those things
