![ C HP:Fine Move:Fainting>sc
273/331 hits and 3/147 moves.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Fainting>search q
You begin to search...

You didn't find anyone.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Fainting>Search w
Through the narrow window-slits, set to either side of the heavy oakendoor,
it is possible to watch all who enter or leave the city of Tharbad through
its heavy north gate.
You begin to search the road to the west.

search q
You can't see anything special in that direction.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Fainting>
You begin to search...

You didn't find anyone.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Fainting>tr
You carefully examine the ground around you, looking for tracks...

You see:
   - a track of an Orc coming from the west done less than 1 hour ago
   - a track of an Orc leading west done less than 6 hours ago

#10 SECONDS TO TICK
You stop searching, you don't seem to find anything else.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Weak>r
You sit down and rest your tired bones.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Weak>sc
279/331 hits and 8/147 moves.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Weak>stat
OB: 78%, DB: 7%, PB: 89%, Armour: 48%. Wimpy: 250. Mood: wimpy.
Needed: 346,996 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 692. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- noquit
- strength
- novoid
- tiredness

![ C HP:Fine Move:Weak>r
You are already resting.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Weak>eq
You are using:
<wielded>            a black runed dagger (flawless)
<worn as shield>     a bejewelled shield (flawless)
<worn on head>       a soft cloth cap (well-maintained)
<worn on body>       a shining chain mail shirt (flawless)
<worn about body>    a forest green cloak (flawless)
<worn on arms>       a shining pair of chain mail sleeves (flawless)
<worn on hands>      a fine pair of soft leather gloves (well-maintained)
<worn on legs>       a shining pair of chain mail leggings (flawless)
<worn on feet>       a black pair of padded boots (flawless)
<worn on wrist>      a keyring with a few keys and a set of lock picks
<worn on finger>     a silver wedding ring
<worn on finger>     an iron ring
<worn across back>   an embellished longbow
<worn as belt>       a gleaming belt
<worn on belt>       a sable pouch
<worn on belt>       a sable pouch
<worn on belt>       a small pouch
<worn on belt>       a laced quiver
<worn on belt>       a water skin

![ C HP:Fine Move:Weak>#TICK
st
You stop resting, and stand up.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Tired>Search w
Through the narrow window-slits, set to either side of the heavy oakendoor,
it is possible to watch all who enter or leave the city of Tharbad through
its heavy north gate.
You begin to search the road to the west.

You see an Elf riding a warhorse standing close to the west.
You see a Dwarf standing close to the west.
You see a Dwarf standing close to the west.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Tired>r
You sit down and rest your tired bones.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Tired>st
You stop resting, and stand up.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Tired>open exit
w
Ok.

![ C HP:Fine Move:Tired>Approaching the North Gate of Tharbad
A beggar is here, asking for a few coins.
*Aratha the Dwarf* is standing here.
*Babai the Dwarf* is standing here.
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* is here searching for something, riding a
warhorse.
Exits: =north=, (east), south.

!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired>n
*Aratha the Dwarf* tries to smite you, but your parry is successful.
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!
!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Healthy>
You lightly pierce *Aratha the Dwarf*'s body and tickle it.

!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>n
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>close exit
Ok.

!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>flee
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* STARTS TO CAST!
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! 
You couldn't escape!

!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>n
n
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>No way! 
You are fighting for your life!

!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>#10 SECONDS TO TICK
n
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!

!+ C HP:Fine Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>n
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* makes your evil soul suffer with his goodness.
That really HURT!

!+ C HP:Hurt Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>n
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* STARTS TO CAST!

!+ C HP:Hurt Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>w
No way! 
You are fighting for your life!
PANIC! 
You can't quit the fight!
You pierce *Aratha the Dwarf*'s left leg and tickle it.

!+ C HP:Hurt Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>
*Aratha the Dwarf* BASHES you

cha wimpy 999
!+ C HP:Wounded Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* makes your evil soul suffer with his goodness.
That really HURT!

!+ C HP:Wounded Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>
You try to flee, but cannot!

!+ C HP:Wounded Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
*Eladamri the Noldorin Elf* makes your evil soul suffer with his goodness.
That really HURT!
You are wracked with overwhelming PAIN!
You try to flee, but cannot!

*Babai the Dwarf* smites your right leg extremely hard and shatters it.
You're stunned and will probably die soon if no-one helps you.

o+ C HP:Awful Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>Wimpy set to: 330

o+ C HP:Awful Move:Tired *Aratha the Dwarf*:Fine>
You feel a sharp pain there!

You are dead! Sorry...