The Chief of Thieves's Office A grim bodyguard is here, sworn to protect the Chief. A grim bodyguard is here, sworn to protect the Chief. A grim bodyguard is here, sworn to protect the Chief. A grim bodyguard is here, sworn to protect the Chief. A grim bodyguard is here, sworn to protect the Chief. A figure, cloaked indiscernibly in the corner, looks at you piercingly (Glowing). The Chief of Tharbad is standing here (Glowing). Exits: North. The Chief's bodyguard quickly approaches, trying to pierce you. * W C HP:Hurt Mana:Warm the Chief's bodyguard:Hurt>ce \c 'earth' You quickly recall your stored spell... The Chief's bodyguard quickly approaches, trying to pierce you. Flee |The Chief's bodyguard strongly pierces your left foot. /-The Chief's bodyguard pierces your body. \You feel less protected. The Chief's bodyguard pierces your right leg. |The earth trembles beneath your feet! The earth trembles and shivers. The Chief's bodyguard yells 'HELP!! Ezikiel is at The Chief of Thieves's Office' You try to pierce the Chief's bodyguard, but he parries successfully. * W C HP:Hurt Mana:Cold the Chief's bodyguard:Wounded>PANIC! You can't quit the fight! The Chief's bodyguard pierces your left foot extremely hard and shatters it. * W C HP:Wounded Mana:Cold the Chief's bodyguard:Wounded> You bleed from open wounds. The Chief of Tharbad slashes your head extremely hard and shatters it. You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much! The Chief's bodyguard pierces your body very hard and shatters it. * W C HP:Awful Mana:Cold the Chief's bodyguard:Wounded> The warlock pierces your right hand hard and shatters it. You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided. * W C HP:Dying Mana:Cold the Chief's bodyguard:Wounded> You feel a strong ache there! Ouch! You lose a level! You are dead! Sorry... o W C HP:Awful Mana:Cold>Flee Nah... You feel too relaxed to do that.. * W C HP:Bad Mana:Burning>pray tharbad You kneel down and try to hear the Ainulindalë. * W C HP:Bad Mana:Burning> In response to your request strange harmonies come from nowhere... Listening to them, you have the strange sensation to fade away... * W C HP:Bad Mana:Burning> Suddenly an explosion of ancient rhymes makes the space collapse around you! You blink, you vanish! And you are in Tharbad! Before the North Gate of Tharbad A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing. A Guard is here looking suspiciously at everyone passing. * W C HP:Bad Mana:Burning> The guard slashes your body extremely hard and shatters it. You feel a strong ache there! That really HURT! You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much! * W C HP:Bad Mana:Burning the guard:Healthy>ccs \Pieria narrates 'Hi Eothen' c 'cure ser' You start to concentrate... |/The citizen has ARRIVED from the >>EAST>> -The guard slashes your body extremely hard and shatters it. You feel a strong ache there! Aye! You cannot concentrate any more... You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided. * W C HP:Dying Mana:Burning the guard:Healthy> * W C HP:Dying Mana:Burning the guard:Healthy> * W C HP:Dying Mana:Burning the guard:Healthy>Flee Flee You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything! * W C HP:Dying Mana:Burning the guard:Healthy> You feel a strong ache there! You are mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided. * W C HP:Dying Mana:Burning the guard:Healthy> You feel a strong ache there! Ouch! You lose a level! You are dead! Sorry... o W C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>stat OB: 69%, DB: -29%, PB: 0%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 70. Mood: wimpy. Needed: 549,801 xp, 0 tp. Wp: 0. Lauren: 0. Alert: normal. * W C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>sc 1/155 hit, 120/135 mana, and 55/111 moves. Target chief , Target2 *orc*, Following Slidar . * W C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>inf You are a male Half-Elf. You are 56 years, 0 months and 0 days old. It's your birthday today! You have played 5 days and 23 hours (real time). This ranks you as Ezikiel Direct From Hell (level 21). You are six feet 0 and weigh twelve stone and two pounds. Perception: vision 45, hearing -10, smell -25. Alertness: normal. You must have been sent on Arda to free it from the sorrows that weigh upon it. You are welcome in Bree, Fornost, the Grey Havens, and Rivendell. You are carrying 0 pounds of equipment. Peanuts. Your base abilities are: Str:10 Int:19 Wis:18 Dex:13 Con:13 Wil:17 Per:12. Offensive Bonus: 69%, Dodging Bonus: -29%, Parrying Bonus: 0%. You are not wearing any armour. You have 1/155 hit, 121/135 mana, and 56/111 movement points. You will flee if your hit points go below 70. Your mood is wimpy. You have scored 4,055,199 experience points and you have 22,696 travel points. You need 549,801 exp. points and 0 travel points to reach the next level.