###
### Off in my own little corner of Arda when I see some light
### coming from the east... battle is near for the mighty Zaugurz!
###
* S C HP:Fine a pack horse (target):Awful>
A pack horse (target) P A N I C S ! ! ! <<<<<<<<<
A pack horse LEAVES ^^^^ N O R T H ^^^^
* S C HP:Fine>
You see some light east. <<<--- Hmmm... its night time, must be aliens >)
* S C HP:Fine>n
In a Vineyard
There are two piles of juicy grapes here.
A black-haired farmhand is here.
A pack horse (target) is standing here.
Exits: north, east, south.
###
### Kill horse and then start looking...
###
* S C HP:Fine>zone
You carefully look around you.
You see some light southeast.
You see some light southwest.
###
### Head south a couple rooms and pick up the scent of a man, but what
### kind of man?!?
###
* S C>track *man*
You carefully examine the ground around you, looking for tracks...
You see some tracks of *a Man* leading south
(done less than 2 hours ago).
* S C>s
Front Hall
A coil of rope is lying here.
A small child is here playing happily.
Exits: north, (south), west.
You see some tracks of *a Man* leading south
(done less than 2 hours ago).
* S C>s
Farm Yard
Exits: (north), east, (south), west.
You see some tracks of *a Man* leading south
(done less than 2 hours ago).
* S C>s
Animal Pen
A canoe has been left here.
A hard leather cap is on the ground.
A pair of soft leather pants are lying here.
A statue of a troll is posed in a moment of flight yet forever frozen in stone.
A thin, soft leather jerkin is on the ground.
The corpse of a brown cow is lying here.
The corpse of a hen is lying here.
The corpse of a hen is lying here.
The corpse of a pig is lying here.
The corpse of a pig is lying here.
A goat is here, grazing in the hills.
A brown cow is here, contemplating a higher reality whilst chewing slowly.
A goat is here, grazing in the hills.
A sturdy billy goat stands here, proudly protecting his goats.
*a Man* is sleeping here.
Exits: (north), [south].
Aha, you have found your victim!
* S C>km
kill *man*
*a Man* wakes up.
You slash *a Man*'s body extremely hard and shatter it.
*a Man* lightly cleaves your left foot and tickles it.
* S C HP:Fine *a Man*:Hurt>con
Easy.
* S C HP:Fine *a Man*:Hurt>
*a Man* sighs loudly.
* S C HP:Fine *a Man*:Hurt>snicker
You slash *a Man*'s body very hard and shatter it.
* S C HP:Fine *a Man*:Wounded>
You snicker softly.
* S C HP:Fine *a Man*:Wounded>
*a Man* i hate you
* S C HP:Fine *a Man*:Wounded>
*a Man* shrugs indifferently.
* S C HP:Fine *a Man*:Wounded>say me lowbie
Ok.
You slash *a Man*'s right arm extremely hard and shatter it.
Your victim is shocked by your hit!
*a Man* is mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
* S C HP:Fine *a Man*:Dying>
You slash *a Man*'s right leg extremely hard and shatter it.
Your victim is shocked by your hit!
You feel more experienced.
Congratulations! This is the first time you've killed it!
Your blood freezes as you hear *a Man*'s death cry.
*a Man* has drawn his last breath! R.I.P.
* S C HP:Fine>trop #
*** TROPHY *** (Number Killed, Knowledge, Mobile)
| 1, 1%, #Olif | 1, 0%, #Nemisis |
* S C HP:Fine>whois olif
Olif is a level five Black Númenórean Scout.
###
### Fast forward 10 minutes... I must have attracted the attention
### of someone... but who?!?!
###
* S C HP:Wounded>zone
You carefully look around you.
You didn't notice anything special.
* S C HP:Wounded>where
Players in your zone
--------------------
Ukuvul - On the Lower Slopes of the Misty Mountains
* S C HP:Wounded>sc
50/121 hits and 133/133 moves.
* S C HP:Wounded>info
You are a male Zaugurz Orc.
This ranks you as Ukuvul the Orkish Cut-Throat (level 8).
You are subjected to the following temporary effects:
- a light wound at the left leg.
- a light wound at the right foot.
* S C HP:Wounded>
A pack horse has arrived from the west.
* S C HP:Wounded>
Someone utters the words 'qahijf gsfal'
You die as *Ôstu the Silvan Elf* sprays you with bright light.
You are dead! Sorry...
o S C HP:Awful>search quick
Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
o S C HP:Awful>sleep
You go to sleep.
###
### The three-way war has it's moments...
###