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Post by Lanstro on Mar 24, 2007 8:01:07 GMT
Below is a log of a fight between Valdrath and Druenarrii, Tollie and I (as Lanstro)
It's extremely long, so it's recommended you don't read it!
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Post by Lanstro on Mar 24, 2007 8:02:39 GMT
chew gum The gum is still wrapped! 190:110> score Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,429 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 24 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Sober Sps : 110 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:110> unwrap gum You remove the wrapping off the piece of gum. 190:110> chew gum l You pop the piece of gum into your mouth and start chewing. 190:110> Craggy rocks jut out in all directions from the mountain walls and the ground. There is very little room to stand on that is safe. A winding path of sorts, probably formed naturally, can be followed down or up the mountain. You think it would would be a very bad idea to fall from here. Obvious directions are: northeast, southeast. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). 190:110> pt ok <killin'!> Lanstro : ok 190:110> pt here goes You chew happily at the gum while a smile grows on your face. <killin'!> Druenarrii winks suggestively. Tollie unwraps a piece of gum. l <killin'!> Lanstro : here goes 190:112> Craggy rocks jut out in all directions from the mountain walls and the ground. There is very little room to stand on that is safe. A winding path of sorts, probably formed naturally, can be followed down or up the mountain. You think it would would be a very bad idea to fall from here. Obvious directions are: northeast, southeast. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). 190:112> p ne Tollie pops the piece of gum into her mouth and starts chewing. The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. Valdrath the storm dragon. 190:112> Tollie chews happily, beaming a really big smile. Druenarrii screams incoherently and viciously at the enemy! ne h kill dragon ao Valdrath attacks you in fury! A mountain peak (sw) Valdrath the storm dragon. Valdrath attacks Tollie in fury! Tollie arrives. Druenarrii arrives. 190:112> You slide back into the shadows. Valdrath attacks you in fury! 190:112> You stop wielding your Demon's Frenzy. Shadowspawn yells: I want to stab! I want to stab! You wield your shadowspawn in your right hand. You leap out at Valdrath! Valdrath attacks you in fury! You thrust your shadowspawn deep into him! You stop wielding your shadowspawn. You wield your Demon's Frenzy in your right hand. 190:112> score You are already alert. 190:112> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,537 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 32 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Sober Sps : 112 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:112> skills Tollie missed Valdrath. Tollie missed Valdrath. You missed. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath closes his eyes and pulls his wings in against his body, muttering an incantation. You had better hit him hard before he finishes it. You smoke the pipe. Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 190:118> lp Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. ao Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! It is a large sack of tough leather, double-stitched and with straps to sling it from your back. Tooled in the leather is a stylised globe, within which are the letters GSO and beneath which is the insignia of The Scythe. There is something in it. It looks very heavy. Container contains: A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A bottle of whiskey. A knight knugget. A savage halfspear. A savage halfspear. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A fire gem. 190:118> You are already alert. 190:118> score l Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,537 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 34 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Sober Sps : 118 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:118> i Tollie sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. As Valdrath incants, you come to realise that he is trying to heal himself. You must hit him hard to distract him. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). Valdrath the storm dragon. 190:118> You are carrying: A knight knugget A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 190:118> skills Tollie slashed Valdrath's scaled leg viciously. You stuck Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. Tollie calls down a deluge of fire on Valdrath. drop all meat Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 190:118> Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! score l You drop a knight knugget. 190:118> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,541 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 38 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Sober Sps : 118 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:118> lo The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. A knight knugget. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). Valdrath the storm dragon. 190:118> Tollie bludgeoned Valdrath's tough head heavily. You slit Valdrath's huge wing. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You twist Valdrath's strike aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath flaps his wings violently at you. As he chants, you feel that Valdrath is getting stronger. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in good shape. 190:116> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! skills Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 190:116> score Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,547 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 40 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Sober Sps : 116 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:116> Tollie missed Valdrath. You bludgeoned Valdrath's tough head heavily. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You twist Valdrath's strike aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You rend Valdrath terribly with your shadowspawn. Tollie causes a small storm cloud to appear and pelt Valdrath with fist sized hail stones. stand Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! lo Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. i You are already standing. 190:114> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is slightly hurt. 190:114> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. skills lo You are carrying: A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 190:114> Tollie sliced Valdrath's gigantic body deeply. You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You chew happily at the gum while a smile grows on your face. Distracted and confused by the assault on his whole body, Valdrath stops incanting his healing spell and returns to the fray. You suck in some smoke and blow some very nice circles. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! score Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 190:118> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is slightly hurt. 190:118> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,609 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 44 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Sober Sps : 118 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:118> lp Tollie missed Valdrath. You missed. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. HP: 153 SP: 118 Valdrath tore through your body savagely. Valdrath closes his eyes and pulls his wings in against his body, muttering an incantation. You had better hit him hard before he finishes it. Tollie calls down a deluge of fire on Valdrath. The air is starting to move. Tollie chews happily, beaming a really big smile. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! score It is a large sack of tough leather, double-stitched and with straps to sling it from your back. Tooled in the leather is a stylised globe, within which are the letters GSO and beneath which is the insignia of The Scythe. There is something in it. It looks very heavy. Container contains: A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A bottle of whiskey. A knight knugget. A savage halfspear. A savage halfspear. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A fire gem. 153:116> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,609 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 46 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 153 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Sober Sps : 116 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 153:116> gn Tollie impaled Valdrath's tough head sharply. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. HP: 146 SP: 116 Valdrath slashed your head brutally. You gore Valdrath dreadfully with your shadowspawn. As Valdrath incants, you come to realise that he is trying to heal himself. You must hit him hard to distract him. en You take a knight knugget from a rugged knapsack (worn). 146:114> lo Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! You chomp into the knugget, and swear that it tastes like Prince Gilbert. 166:134> lo This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is slightly hurt. 166:134> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. score Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie missed Valdrath. You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Valdrath's strike slides off your Demon's Frenzy! HP: 149 SP: 134 Valdrath slashed your head brutally. You fake an attack with your shadowspawn. lo This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is slightly hurt. 149:132> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,621 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 50 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 149 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Sober Sps : 132 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 149:132> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is slightly hurt. 149:132> gc Tollie missed Valdrath. You missed. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's scaled leg viciously. As he chants, you feel that Valdrath is getting stronger. dc eb Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! ao You take a bottle of whiskey from a rugged knapsack (worn). 149:130> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. The whiskey burns as it goes down and warms your belly. 184:165> With some effort you manage to eat an empty bottle. Your stomach grumbles painfully. 184:165> lo score You are already alert. 184:165> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie missed Valdrath. You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii gashed Valdrath's tough head. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. HP: 180 SP: 165 Valdrath took some skin off your head. You enjoy a puff from your pipe. The pipe is empty and goes out. Tollie drinks a firebreather. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Tollie drinks a firebreather. Tollie drinks a firebreather. lo This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is slightly hurt. 184:167> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,643 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 54 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 184 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 167 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 184:167> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. Tollie missed Valdrath. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii pounded Valdrath's scaled leg heartlessly. Valdrath missed you. Distracted and confused by the assault on his whole body, Valdrath stops incanting his healing spell and returns to the fray. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is slightly hurt. 190:167> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! pt meh Druenarrii drops an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle. <killin'!> Lanstro : meh 190:167> score Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. lo Tollie missed Valdrath. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath leans back, beginning to spread his wings majestically. You should aim for those before he manages to get them to full span. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground.
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Post by Lanstro on Mar 24, 2007 8:03:01 GMT
You chew happily at the gum while a smile grows on your face. Tollie drops a knight knugget; a knight knugget; a knight knugget. skills Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,643 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 44 m 58 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 167 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:167> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! gpo This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is slightly hurt. 190:167> Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 190:167> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. <killin'!> Tollie : meat on groudn score Tollie slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. You twist Valdrath's strike aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You cleave Valdrath harshly with your shadowspawn. Tollie calls down a deluge of fire on Valdrath. Valdrath's wings unfold. They seem to block out the sky. Tollie chews happily, beaming a really big smile. You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing] from a rugged knapsack (worn). 190:165> lo Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,687 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 0 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 165 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:165> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. skills This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 190:165> l lo Tollie missed Valdrath. You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Tollie calls down a deluge of fire on Valdrath. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 190:163> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. score The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A knight knugget. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). Valdrath the storm dragon. 190:163> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 190:163> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie missed Valdrath. You notched Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. _ __,----'~~~~~~~~~`-----.__ . . `//====- ____,-'~` -. \_|// . /||\\ `~~~~`---.___./ ______-==. _-~o `\/ ||| \\ _,'` __,--' ,=='||\=_ ;_,_,/ _-'|- |`\ \\ ,' _-' ,=' | \\`. '',/~7 /- / || `\. / .' ,' | \\ \_ " / /- / || \ / / _____ / | \\.`-_/ /|- _/ ,|| \ / ,-' `-|--'~~`--_ \ `==-/ `| \'--===-' _/` ' `-| /| )-'\~' _,--"' '-~^\_/ | | `\_ ,^ /\ / \ \__ \/~ `\__ _,-' _/'\ ,-'~____-'`-/ ``===\ ((->/' \|||' `. `\. , _|| \_ `\ `~---|__i__i__\--~'_/ __-^-_ `) \-.______________,-~' ///,-'~`__--^- |-------~~~~^' ///,--~`-\ Valdrath flexes his wings. It would be a very good time to attack them. skills Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,725 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 4 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 161 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 190:161> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 190:161> lo This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 190:161> aim arm lo Tollie missed Valdrath. You burp. You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. HP: 187 SP: 161 Valdrath took some skin off your arm. You gore Valdrath dreadfully with your shadowspawn. Something that sounds like a hollow scream rides the wind. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Tollie takes something from a rugged knapsack (worn). score gpo i Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. Tollie missed Valdrath. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath extends his shortsword-like talons, about to swipe Lanstro! Aiming at: arm. 187:157> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 187:157> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,751 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 8 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 187 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 157 (182) Aiming at: Arms You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 187:157> You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing] from a rugged knapsack (worn). 187:157> You are carrying: A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 187:157> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! gpo Druenarrii lights his pipe. lo Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing] from a rugged knapsack (worn). 187:157> Tollie slit Valdrath's tough head. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. HP: 179 SP: 157 Valdrath bit into your arm. Tollie calls a blasting wind which slams into Valdrath making him stumble backwards. score lo This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 179:155> Druenarrii takes something from a soft sack (worn). Druenarrii unwraps a piece of gum. Druenarrii pops the piece of gum into his mouth and starts chewing. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! <killin'!> Tollie : need more mentals? Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,751 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 10 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 179 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 155 (182) Aiming at: Arms You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 179:155> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 179:155> Tollie missed Valdrath. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You slashed Valdrath's huge wing viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You twist Valdrath's strike aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. Valdrath slams his wing hard into you! The talons brutally rake your flesh into shreds and knocks you down. HP: 109 SP: 153 You chew happily at the gum while a smile grows on your face. Tollie quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. lo Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 111:155> skills <killin'!> Druenarrii : yes dp eb Tollie slashed Valdrath's gigantic body viciously. You missed. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Tollie causes a small storm cloud to appear and pelt Valdrath with fist sized hail stones. Tollie chews happily, beaming a really big smile. Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 111:153> You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 190:153> aim head You tuck heartily into an empty bottle. Yummy, that was tasty! 190:153> Druenarrii drops an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle. stand Druenarrii takes something from a soft sack (worn). Aiming at: head. 190:153> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. score lo You stand up. 190:153> Tollie missed Valdrath. You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You deftly turn Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. A blast of cold from Valdrath surrounds and freezes you! HP: 180 SP: 153 You flip your shadowspawn over in your hand nimbly. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! skills Tollie gives something to Druenarrii. Tollie gives something to Druenarrii. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,809 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 16 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 180 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 151 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 180:151> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 180:151> Tollie gives something to Druenarrii. l Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 180:151> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie gives something to Druenarrii. Tollie gives something to Druenarrii. Tollie missed Valdrath. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You sheared Valdrath's tough head ruthlessly. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath flaps his wings and a blast of wind hits you, nearly knocking you over! Druenarrii takes a deep drag from his pipe and exhales through his nose. lo The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A knight knugget. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). Valdrath the storm dragon. 190:151> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is in bad shape. 190:151> score Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Tollie quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Tollie missed Valdrath. You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's huge wing viciously. You deftly turn Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath flaps his wings and a blast of wind hits you, nearly knocking you over! HP: 177 SP: 151 lo Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! skills Druenarrii takes something from a soft sack (worn). gpo Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. score Tollie slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath closes his eyes and pulls his wings in against his body, muttering an incantation. You had better hit him hard before he finishes it. You rip Valdrath with your shadowspawn. Tollie calls down a deluge of fire on Valdrath.
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l Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,899 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 22 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 177 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 147 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 177:147> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. 177:147> Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 177:147> You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing] from a rugged knapsack (worn). 177:147> Tollie tosses an empty bottle down her throat. She looks a little queasy. Druenarrii chomps down on a knugget and swears that it tastes like Queen Alisha. Tollie, with some effort, manages to eat an empty bottle. She rubs her stomach unhappily. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,899 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 22 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 177 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 147 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 177:147> skills Tollie forces an empty bottle down her throat, retches a few times but finally regains control. Tollie, with some effort, manages to eat an empty bottle. She rubs her stomach unhappily. Tollie, with some effort, manages to eat an empty bottle. She rubs her stomach unhappily. The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A knight knugget. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). Valdrath the storm dragon. 177:147> Tollie forces an empty bottle down her throat, retches a few times but finally regains control. Druenarrii chomps down on a knugget and swears that it tastes like Prince Gilbert. Tollie missed Valdrath. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. As Valdrath incants, you come to realise that he is trying to heal himself. You must hit him hard to distract him. Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 177:145> lo Tollie quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Druenarrii drinks a Polynesian Sunset. Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. 177:145> score Druenarrii drinks a Polynesian Sunset. Tollie missed Valdrath. You sheared Valdrath's huge wing ruthlessly. Druenarrii pounded Valdrath's tough head heartlessly. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! skills Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,941 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 26 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 177 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 143 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 177:143> i Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Tollie missed Valdrath. You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii slit Valdrath's tough head. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You chew happily at the gum while a smile grows on your face. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. Tollie causes a small storm cloud to appear and pelt Valdrath with fist sized hail stones. As he chants, you feel that Valdrath is getting stronger. Druenarrii smokes his pipe. score Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! ao Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 179:143> You are carrying: A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 179:143> Druenarrii drops an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,975 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 28 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 179 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 143 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 179:143> Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. lo Tollie missed Valdrath. You missed. Druenarrii slit Valdrath's tough head. HP: 168 SP: 143 Valdrath slashed your head brutally. You feint with your shadowspawn. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. Tollie chews happily, beaming a really big smile. You are already alert. 168:141> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! score Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. 168:141> Tollie quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,975 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 30 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 168 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 141 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 168:141> Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. lo Tollie slit Valdrath's scaled leg. You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. You twist Valdrath's strike aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Tollie calls to her gods and a bolt of lightning strikes Valdrath. Distracted and confused by the assault on his whole body, Valdrath stops incanting his healing spell and returns to the fray. Druenarrii quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. 168:139> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! lo Tollie missed Valdrath. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 158 SP: 139 Valdrath slashed your arm brutally. Valdrath roars and spews forth a cloud of cold into the area. You feel sluggish. You fake an attack with your shadowspawn. Your teeth begin to chatter uncontrollably. score Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! gn en This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. 158:137> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,965,989 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 34 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 158 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 137 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 158:137> lo You are carrying too much to take a knight knugget from a rugged knapsack (worn). 158:137> You chomp into the knugget, and swear that it tastes like Prince Gilbert. 178:157> Tollie slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You bring your Demon's Frenzy up just in time to deflect Valdrath's blow. Valdrath missed you. You are too weak to carry all your weight. You drop some of your items. Shadowspawn pales slightly! Tollie quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. 178:155> Druenarrii drops an empty bottle; an empty bottle; an empty bottle. Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. lo Tollie missed Valdrath. You nicked Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. You deftly turn Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath blasts you with forceful wind from his wings, knocking you over. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. Druenarrii enjoys a puff from his pipe. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. 178:153> gpo score Tollie missed Valdrath. You pierced Valdrath's tough head keenly. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Tollie finishes her prayer and the ground beneath you rumbles. You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing] from a rugged knapsack (worn). 182:154> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,021 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 40 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 182 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 154 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 182:154> gn lo Tollie quaffs a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. en Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. You are carrying too much to take a knight knugget from a rugged knapsack (worn). 182:154> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. 182:154> Tollie missed Valdrath. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You deftly turn Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath smashes into you with a wing, knocking you down the mountain. You are thrown down the mountain! You are now hunted by Valdrath. Your body slams into the rocks! OUCH! HP: 145 SP: 154 score l You can't see any meat here. 145:152> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,021 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 42 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 145 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 152 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 145:152> stand se There is a winding path of sorts leading up the mountain. There are no footprints here and for good reason, as it seems to be very dangerous to go further up the mountain. Looking above, you can see that the slope above will not be as forgiving as it is now. You see a safer ledge of sorts to the west. Obvious directions are: southeast, west. The corpse of Baby storm dragon. 145:152> You chew happily at the gum while a smile grows on your face. ne You stand up. 147:154> A slope up the mountain (sw,nw) 147:154> nw There is no such exit. 147:154> ne A winding path (se,w) The corpse of Baby storm dragon. 147:154> What? 147:154> se A slope up the mountain (sw,nw) 147:154> sw nw ne rd Your fingers go numb from the cold. rv gn Nearing the peak (ne,nw) 147:154> en score gpo dp eb A ledge near the peak (ne,se) 147:154> ao Valdrath attacks you in fury! HP: 108 SP: 154 Valdrath tore through your arm savagely. A mountain peak (sw) An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good), who is lying down. Valdrath the storm dragon. 108:154> 108:154> You cannot protect that. 108:154> You are carrying too much to take a knight knugget from a rugged knapsack (worn). 108:154> You can't see any meat here. 108:154> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,021 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 56 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 108 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 154 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 108:154> You are carrying too much to take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing] from a rugged knapsack (worn). 108:154> You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 182:154> pt lag You stuff an empty bottle down your throat and burp contentedly. 182:154> gpo lo You are already alert. 182:154> Tollie missed Valdrath. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii nicked Valdrath's tough head. Tollie calls to her gods and a bolt of lightning strikes Valdrath. Valdrath's belly looks like it is full! It is time to RUN! Druenarrii enjoys a puff from his pipe. score <killin'!> Lanstro : lag 182:154> ao You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing] from a rugged knapsack (worn). 182:154> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 182:154> Tollie starts to pray for the full might of her gods. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,047 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 45 m 58 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 182 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Drunk Sps : 154 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 182:154> lo You are already alert. 182:154> Tollie slit Valdrath's huge wing. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You deftly turn Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Tollie breathes in deeply and spits her gum a long distance away. You breathe in deeply, then spit the gum a long distance away. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. Tollie inhales some smoke and blows it out thoughtfully. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 182:154> skills score Tollie missed Valdrath. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii chopped Valdrath's scaled leg bluntly. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Tollie causes a small storm cloud to appear and pelt Valdrath with fist sized hail stones. Valdrath opens his huge mouth and a torrent of forceful wind blasts forth, lifting you up into the air and slamming you against the mountain! ------o o------ ---^* \ __ / *^--- )/| \ / \ |\( /^| ^,V \ \_|^\ \ /(aa) \ w,,w \nn `8||8' (\S\\)))3 3 {( (\S\SS\S\\))3 3 \\ (((\\SS\S\\)))33 3 )) ((\\S\SS\SS\\)))3 3 /^\ ((\\SS\SS\\S\)))33 3 ((\SS\\SSS\\SS\\)))3 3 (((\\SSS\\SSS\\\)))33 ((\\SS\SSS\\SSS\\))) 3 (((\\S\SS\\SS\S\)))3 (\SS\\SSS\\SS\S))) Through the sounds of the howling wind, you hear the sickening sound of your bones crunching against hard rock! HP: 81 SP: 156 Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86
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81:156> gpo Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. dp You are already alert. 81:156> Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. eb Tollie missed Valdrath. Tollie is panicking and trying to flee. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You twist Valdrath's strike aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath pauses momentarily and breathes deeply into his belly. You need to force him to exhale by attacking his body! You feel a bit warmer. You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing] from a rugged knapsack (worn). 82:154> Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. score skills gpo You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 152:154> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Tollie stands up. Tollie missed Valdrath. Tollie leaves southwest. You slit Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. You bring your Demon's Frenzy up just in time to deflect Valdrath's blow. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath breathes in enormous amounts of the air around him. His belly bulges out quickly. lo You tuck heartily into an empty bottle. Yummy, that was tasty! 152:152> rd lo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,083 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 6 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 152 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 152 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 152:152> Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 152:152> No potion found. 152:152> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 152:152> Druenarrii drops an empty bottle. You missed. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Valdrath missed you. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. Druenarrii puffs on his pipe contentedly. rd 152:150> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 152:150> lo score You missed. Druenarrii looks queasy. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You hack Valdrath forcefully with your shadowspawn. You feel the wind rushing into the void that is Valdrath's mouth. You must force him to exhale by attacking his body! ps You notched Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. You flick your shadowspawn towards Valdrath. <killin'!> Tollie : bah 152:146> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 152:146> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,087 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 12 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 152 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 146 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 152:146> Name : killin'! Total XP : 1403460 Time : 2 Hours 5 Mins
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Leader Lanstro 26 152 146 ON 30 % 402128 Druenarrii 29 210 35 ON 33 % 0 Tollie 31 153 5 ON 36 % 479513 152:146> Valdrath attacks Tollie in fury! Tollie arrives. Valdrath skewered a claw through Tollie's leg. gpo You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath slashed Tollie's arm brutally. The wind around rapidly speeds up and swirls like a tornado! Valdrath's belly is almost twice the size of what it once was! Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. No potion found. 152:144> score skills rt rt rt Tollie sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath slashed Tollie's leg brutally. You fake a throw of your shadowspawn at Valdrath. <killin'!> Tollie : rescue! en Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,087 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 16 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 156 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 142 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 156:142> Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 156:142> You move in front of Tollie to defend her. HP: 143 SP: 142 Valdrath slashed your head brutally. 143:142> 143:142> 143:142> You can't see any meat here. 143:142> Tollie pounded Valdrath's huge wing heartlessly. You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Druenarrii sucks in some smoke and blows some very nice circles. Valdrath's belly looks like it is full! It is time to RUN! score lo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,105 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 18 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 143 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 140 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 143:140> gc This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 143:140> Tollie stuffs an empty bottle down her throat and burps contentedly. Tollie sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. You slit Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You bring your Demon's Frenzy up just in time to deflect Valdrath's blow. Valdrath missed you. You slowly wave your shadowspawn back and forth in front of Valdrath. Tollie takes a deep drag from her pipe and exhales through her nose. Tollie stuffs an empty bottle down her throat and burps contentedly. dc Tollie, with some effort, manages to eat an empty bottle. She rubs her stomach unhappily. No whiskey found. 143:138> eb You have to hold the potion to drink it. 143:138> lo You must be holding the bottle to eat it. 143:138> score Tollie slit Valdrath's tough head. You slit Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 109 SP: 138 Valdrath tore through your body savagely. You try to reflect light into Valdrath's eyes with your shadowspawn. Valdrath opens his huge mouth and a torrent of forceful wind blasts forth, lifting you up into the air and slamming you against the mountain! ------o o------ ---^* \ __ / *^--- )/| \ / \ |\( /^| ^,V \ \_|^\ \ /(aa) \ w,,w \nn `8||8' (\S\\)))3 3 {( (\S\SS\S\\))3 3 \\ (((\\SS\S\\)))33 3 )) ((\\S\SS\SS\\)))3 3 /^\ ((\\SS\SS\\S\)))33 3 ((\SS\\SSS\\SS\\)))3 3 (((\\SSS\\SSS\\\)))33 ((\\SS\SSS\\SSS\\))) 3 (((\\S\SS\\SS\S\)))3 (\SS\\SSS\\SS\S))) Through the sounds of the howling wind, you hear the sickening sound of your bones crunching against hard rock! HP: 27 SP: 136 This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 27:136> gpo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,117 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 22 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 27 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 136 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 27:136> Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. dp Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. eb Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. No potion found. 27:136> Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 66:136> score Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Tollie missed Valdrath. Tollie stands up. Tollie is panicking and trying to flee. As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath roars and spews forth a cloud of cold into the area. You feel sluggish. Your teeth begin to chatter uncontrollably. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. You stuff an empty bottle down your throat and burp contentedly. 74:137> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! gpo dp eb Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,145 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 24 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 74 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 137 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 74:137> Tollie leaves southwest. l No potion found. 74:137> You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 139:137> With some effort you manage to eat an empty bottle. Your stomach grumbles painfully. 139:137> You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You twist Valdrath's strike aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You slash your shadowspawn at Valdrath. Druenarrii chomps down on a knugget and swears that it tastes like Misha. gpo The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. Valdrath the storm dragon. 139:135> dp eb No potion found. 139:135> l Druenarrii drinks a Polynesian Sunset. You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 182:135> You stuff an empty bottle down your throat and burp contentedly. 182:135> The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. Valdrath the storm dragon. 182:135> You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Druenarrii puffs on his pipe contentedly. <killin'!> Tollie : goddamnit! l rd rd Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. Valdrath the storm dlo ragon. 182:131> 182:131> 182:131> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 182:131> score You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath smashes into you with a wing, knocking you down the mountain. You are thrown down the mountain! You are now hunted by Valdrath. Your body slams into the rocks! OUCH! HP: 141 SP: 131 get potion Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,145 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 32 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 141 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 129 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 141:129> lo No potion found. 141:129> score There is no opponent here. 141:129> l Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,145 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 32 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 141 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 129 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath
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Post by Lanstro on Mar 24, 2007 8:05:11 GMT
141:129> There is a winding path of sorts leading up the mountain. There are no footprints here and for good reason, as it seems to be very dangerous to go further up the mountain. Looking above, you can see that the slope above will not be as forgiving as it is now. You see a safer ledge of sorts to the west. Obvious directions are: southeast, west. 141:129> stand l se sw You stand up. 141:129> nw There is a winding path of sorts leading up the mountain. There are no footprints here and for good reason, as it seems to be very dangerous to go further up the mountain. Looking above, you can see that the slope above will not be as forgiving as it is now. You see a safer ledge of sorts to the west. Obvious directions are: southeast, west. 141:129> A slope up the mountain (sw,nw) 141:129> Nearing the peak (ne,nw) A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. 141:129> ne rd A ledge near the peak (ne,se) 141:129> Valdrath attacks you in fury! Valdrath missed you. HP: 136 SP: 129 Valdrath bit into your leg. A mountain peak (sw) Valdrath the storm dragon. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. 136:129> 136:129> As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath flaps his wings and a blast of wind hits you, nearly knocking you over! HP: 130 SP: 129 Druenarrii puffs on his pipe contentedly. gpo No potion found. 130:129> lo You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 98 SP: 129 Valdrath tore through your arm savagely. Valdrath flaps his wings and a blast of wind hits you, nearly knocking you over! This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 98:129> score i dp eb l Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,145 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 40 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 98 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 129 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 98:129> You are carrying: A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 98:129> You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 147:129> As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 143 SP: 129 Valdrath bit into your head. Valdrath opens his mouth and roars. A blast of lightning shoots shoots from his mouth and hits you! HP: 92 SP: 129 You stuff an empty bottle down your throat and burp contentedly. 92:129> The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. Valdrath the storm dragon. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. 92:129> pt i'm quitting lo You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You deftly turn Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You chisel Valdrath harshly with your shadowspawn. Your fingers go numb from the cold. Druenarrii breathes in deeply and spits his gum a long distance away. <killin'!> Tollie left the party. <killin'!> Lanstro : i'm quitting 92:127> dp eb This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 92:127> l You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 168:127> pt soon With some effort you manage to eat an empty bottle. Your stomach grumbles painfully. 168:127> Druenarrii takes something from a soft sack (worn). Druenarrii unwraps a piece of gum. Druenarrii pops the piece of gum into his mouth and starts chewing. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath roars and spews forth a cloud of cold into the area. You feel sluggish. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. lo The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. Valdrath the storm dragon. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. 174:127> <killin'!> Lanstro : soon 174:127> score This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 174:127> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,193 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 46 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 174 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 127 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 174:127> l stand You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You saw at Valdrath with your shadowspawn. Druenarrii sucks in some smoke and blows some very nice circles. Druenarrii's pipe goes out. l The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. Valdrath the storm dragon. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. 174:125> You are already standing. 174:125> <killin'!> Druenarrii grins mischievously. The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. Valdrath the storm dragon. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. 174:125> dotimes 100 stand You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. Valdrath missed you. You run your thumb along your shadowspawn. You are already standing. 174:123> Druenarrii gives you a bottle of medicine. get all potion lo You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii slit Valdrath's huge wing. HP: 155 SP: 123 Valdrath slashed your head brutally. Valdrath blasts you with forceful wind from his wings, knocking you over. You carve Valdrath with your shadowspawn. You stand up. You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. 155:121> score This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 155:121> lo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,237 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 46 m 52 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 155 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 121 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 155:121> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 155:121> <killin'!> Druenarrii : passed medicine You notched Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You twist Valdrath's strike aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. You feel a bit warmer. You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You deftly turn Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath opens his mouth and roars. A blast of freezing wind hits you hard, knocking you down. HP: 137 SP: 119 You stand up. lo Druenarrii takes something from a soft sack (worn). Druenarrii fills his pipe with parkraz. stand Druenarrii lights his pipe. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 137:117> l You are already standing. 137:117> The top of the mountain provides an excellent view of the world below. From here you see all manner of creatures below that look small as ants. A being with greater vision would be able to tell exactly what it was looking at. The ground is covered with large reptilian scales and footprints that could fit an entire person. A few bones are near an alcove in the mountain. To the west you can see the vast beautiful ocean. The only obvious exit is southwest. Valdrath the storm dragon. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good), who is lying down. 137:117> You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 135 SP: 117 Valdrath sliced your body lightly. Valdrath pauses momentarily, breathing in deeply. You think it would be a good idea to attack his head to distract him. You slash your shadowspawn at Valdrath. You are already standing. lo score You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You are already standing. Valdrath seems to be gathering all of the moisture around you into his mouth! You must distract him by attacking him there fast! Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. pt stand This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 135:113> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,265 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 47 m 0 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 135 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 113 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 135:113> lo <killin'!> Lanstro : stand 135:113> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 135:113> score You sliced Valdrath's scaled leg deeply. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. Druenarrii stands up. tp we get more lo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,277 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 47 m 2 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 135 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 111 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 135:111> What? 135:111> score This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 135:111> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 18 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,277 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 31,698 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 47 m 2 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 135 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 111 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 135:111> sw You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 104 SP: 111 Valdrath tore through your body savagely. You are already standing. Valdrath seems to be absorbing all of the warmth around you! His mouth is rapidly filling up with air! se You are now hunted by Valdrath. A ledge near the peak (ne,se) Druenarrii arrives. 104:109> ne Nearing the peak (ne,nw) A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. Druenarrii arrives.
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Post by Lanstro on Mar 24, 2007 8:07:24 GMT
104:109> A slope up the mountain (sw,nw) Druenarrii arrives. 104:109> dp eb You are already standing. Druenarrii smokes his pipe. You quaff a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A warm feeling spreads throughout your entire body. You feel great! 164:109> nw You toss an empty bottle down your throat. Your stomach rumbles unhappily. 164:109> e A winding path (se,w) Druenarrii arrives. 164:109> There is no such exit. 164:109> w You are already standing. ed A high mountain ledge (e,w,nw) An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A fancy vest. A glowing green portal. A cairn of stones with a black bear banner. Druenarrii arrives. 170:111> Enter what? 170:111> You are already standing. enter portal bd You enter the glowing green portal. You are surrounded by a warm, thick liquid and you can not breathe. You quickly struggle toward the surface before you drown and pull yourself free. Village Centre (n,e,w,s) A glowing blue portal. A young paperboy. Druenarrii climbs out of the blue portal. 170:111> You are already standing. pt hurry e e e Broke execution. 170:111> s s <killin'!> Lanstro : hurry
( we go and get a load of healing and neural elixirs, hoping that was going to be enough to finish him off. this took about a minute)
178:115> Druenarrii unwraps a piece of gum. You enter the glowing blue portal. You are surrounded by a warm, thick liquid and you can not breathe. You quickly struggle toward the surface before you drown and pull yourself free. A high mountain ledge (e,w,nw) An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A fancy vest. A glowing green portal. A cairn of stones with a black bear banner. Druenarrii climbs out of the green portal. 178:115> <killin'!> Druenarrii : ok Your stomach makes a rumbling sound. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. You admire the view from here. Druenarrii drinks an Eldar neural elixir. give 2 meat to druenarrii Druenarrii enjoys a puff from his pipe. Druenarrii drinks an Eldar neural elixir. w You give a knight knugget; a knight knugget to Druenarrii. 178:115> An oddly comfortable cave (e,w,nw) 51 gold coins. A fancy vest. A walking stick. Druenarrii arrives. 178:115> se Druenarrii drops an empty flask; an empty flask. What? 178:115> e e A high mountain ledge (e,w,nw) An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. A fancy vest. A glowing green portal. A cairn of stones with a black bear banner. Druenarrii arrives. 178:115> A winding path (se,w) Druenarrii arrives. 178:115> se A slope up the mountain (sw,nw) Druenarrii arrives. 178:115> ne Maybe you should look for another exit. 184:118> nw i A winding path (se,w) Druenarrii arrives. 184:118> You are carrying: A knight knugget An Eldar healing elixir Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 184:118> se sw nw A slope up the mountain (sw,nw) Druenarrii arrives. 184:118> Nearing the peak (ne,nw) A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. Druenarrii arrives. 184:118> gp Valdrath attacks you in fury! HP: 172 SP: 118 Valdrath slashed your head brutally. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath missed you. A ledge near the peak (ne,se) Valdrath the storm dragon. Druenarrii arrives. Valdrath slashed Druenarrii's body brutally. 172:118> fume You take a pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed from a rugged knapsack (worn). 172:118> You missed. Druenarrii slit Valdrath's tough head. Valdrath slashed Druenarrii's arm brutally. Valdrath flaps his wings and a blast of wind hits you, nearly knocking you over! HP: 169 SP: 118 Druenarrii inhales some smoke and blows it out thoughtfully. rd You fill your pipe with Hobbitat Gold. 169:118> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! You move in front of Druenarrii to defend him. HP: 150 SP: 118 Valdrath slashed your leg brutally. 150:118> gpo You missed. Druenarrii bludgeoned Valdrath's tough head heavily. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. HP: 145 SP: 118 Valdrath bit into your head. Valdrath stands perfectly still and a shroud of cold begins to form around him. You had better melt it down before it solidifies and protects him! You light your pipe. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. Druenarrii drinks an Eldar neural elixir. score Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! lo You take an Eldar neural elixir from a rugged knapsack (worn). 145:118> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,277 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 47 m 58 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 145 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 118 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 145:118> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 145:118> You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. The shroud around Valdrath get thicker and thicker. A lot of fire is needed to melt it down. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Druenarrii drinks an Eldar neural elixir. dotimes 100 stand Druenarrii drinks an Eldar neural elixir. lo You are already standing. 145:118> You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 119 SP: 118 Valdrath skewered a claw through your arm. Valdrath rumbles: Fool, you stand no chance against me. You are already standing. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 121:120> score Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,323 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 2 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 121 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 120 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 121:120> gpo dp Druenarrii drinks an Eldar neural elixir. eb Druenarrii drinks an Eldar neural elixir. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You are already standing. Valdrath's shroud of ice gets denser. The shroud is ever shifting but you know soon that it would make him virtually impervious to attack. You take an Eldar healing elixir from a rugged knapsack (worn). 121:120> As you drink the cool, cherry elixir you feel better. 190:120> lo You can't see any bottle here. 190:120> Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! score i Druenarrii chomps down on a knugget and swears that it tastes like King Drin. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 190:120> You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. You cleave Valdrath harshly with your shadowspawn. You are already standing. Druenarrii smokes his pipe. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,323 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 6 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 118 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 190:118> You are carrying: An empty flask An Eldar neural elixir A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed A knight knugget An Eldar healing elixir Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 190:118> l Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! Craggy rocks jut out in all directions from the mountain walls and the ground. There is very little room to stand on that is safe. A winding path of sorts, probably formed naturally, can be followed down or up the mountain. You think it would would be a very bad idea to fall from here. Obvious directions are: northeast, southeast. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Valdrath the storm dragon. 190:118> lp lo You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You try to reflect light into Valdrath's eyes with your shadowspawn. You are already standing. The shroud around Valdrath is almost fully formed. He looks almost invulnerable. You smoke the pipe. It is a large sack of tough leather, double-stitched and with straps to sling it from your back. Tooled in the leather is a stylised globe, within which are the letters GSO and beneath which is the insignia of The Scythe. There is something in it. It looks very heavy. Container contains: A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A bottle of medicine. An Eldar healing elixir. An Eldar healing elixir. An Eldar healing elixir. An Eldar healing elixir. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A savage halfspear. A savage halfspear. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A fire gem. 190:121> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is seriously wounded. 190:121> Druenarrii drops an empty flask; an empty flask; an empty flask; an empty flask; an empty flask. score <killin'!> Druenarrii : all i got You impaled Valdrath's tough head sharply. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You fake an attack with your shadowspawn. An empty flask bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. An empty flask bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. You are already standing. Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,345 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 10 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 119 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath
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190:119> As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. A tough layer of ice forms over Valdrath's scales. Until they melt, blows will simply reflect off them. get medicine from pack get medicine from pack lo You take a bottle of medicine from a rugged knapsack (worn). 190:119> No medicine found. 190:119> You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath closes his eyes and rumbles out incantations that you cannot understand. You had better attack his head to distract him before he calls forth his incantation. You bait Valdrath with your shadowspawn. You are already standing. Druenarrii breathes in deeply and spits his gum a long distance away. This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. A shroud of thick frost and ice protect his body. He is seriously wounded. 190:118> pt goddamn it l <killin'!> Lanstro : goddamn it 190:118> Craggy rocks jut out in all directions from the mountain walls and the ground. There is very little room to stand on that is safe. A winding path of sorts, probably formed naturally, can be followed down or up the mountain. You think it would would be a very bad idea to fall from here. Obvious directions are: northeast, southeast. An empty flask. An empty flask. An empty flask. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Valdrath the storm dragon. 190:118> You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. HP: 188 SP: 118 Valdrath sliced your head lightly. You slash your shadowspawn at Valdrath. You are already standing.
_, _ . .--.-. _ _ .--.-. ( ( _ )_ ( ( )__ ( ` )_ _ _ . ( ( )__ (_(_ (_ ,)(_, \ ) ,_) ( ) `) ( ) ( _ )_ (_, \ ) ,_) (_(_ _(_ ,) '- \\---' ( __( ) __ `)( ` ) . )(_ _(_ ,) '- \\---' _\\ (_, _( ,_)_) _\\ \\ \\ \ \ As Valdrath incants his spell, clouds gather overheard. You think it would be a good idea to distract him by attacking his head. Druenarrii inhales some smoke and blows it out thoughtfully. Druenarrii unwraps a piece of gum. Druenarrii pops the piece of gum into his mouth and starts chewing. You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii nicked Valdrath's tough head. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. HP: 184 SP: 116 Valdrath took some skin off your arm. Valdrath snorts at you mockingly. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. You are already standing. You puff on your pipe contentedly. give all medicine to druenarrii lo You give a bottle of medicine to Druenarrii. 188:118> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. A shroud of thick frost and ice protect his body. He is almost dead. 188:118> score You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. The clouds overhead darken. A deep rumble of thunder starts up within them. l Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,469 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 20 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 188 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 116 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Hungry Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 188:116> i Craggy rocks jut out in all directions from the mountain walls and the ground. There is very little room to stand on that is safe. A winding path of sorts, probably formed naturally, can be followed down or up the mountain. You think it would would be a very bad idea to fall from here. Obvious directions are: northeast, southeast. An empty flask. An empty flask. An empty flask. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). Valdrath the storm dragon. 188:116> You are carrying: An empty flask An Eldar neural elixir A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed A knight knugget An Eldar healing elixir Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 188:116> skills You slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 190:116> Druenarrii moves in front of you to protect you. Valdrath tore through Druenarrii's arm savagely. eat meat You chomp into the knugget, and swear that it tastes like Queen Alisha. 190:136> Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. score Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath skewered a claw through Druenarrii's leg. You are already standing. Valdrath continues incanting, now swinging his head left to right. You need to distract his head soon or RUN somewhere undercover! Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. Druenarrii applies some medicine to his wounds. lo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,497 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 24 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 134 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 190:134> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. A shroud of thick frost and ice protect his body. He is almost dead. 190:134> rd You move in front of Druenarrii to defend him. HP: 186 SP: 134 Valdrath took some skin off your leg. 186:134> score You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. Druenarrii smokes his pipe. lo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,497 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 26 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 186 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 132 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 186:132> i This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. A shroud of thick frost and ice protect his body. He is almost dead. 186:132> You are carrying: An empty flask An Eldar neural elixir A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed An Eldar healing elixir Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 186:132> gc gc You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. HP: 183 SP: 132 Valdrath took some skin off your leg. You are already standing. The clouds overhead darken to the blackest black. A stray bolt of lightning flashes forth and hits the ground near you! It is time to take cover! You puff on your pipe contentedly. No whiskey found. 188:135> No whiskey found. 188:135> lp gn gn It is a large sack of tough leather, double-stitched and with straps to sling it from your back. Tooled in the leather is a stylised globe, within which are the letters GSO and beneath which is the insignia of The Scythe. There is something in it. It looks very heavy. Container contains: A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An Eldar healing elixir. An Eldar healing elixir. An Eldar healing elixir. An Eldar healing elixir. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A savage halfspear. A savage halfspear. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A fire gem. 188:135> You take a knight knugget from a rugged knapsack (worn). 188:135> You take a knight knugget from a rugged knapsack (worn). 188:135> You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 160 SP: 135 Valdrath skewered a claw through your arm. You twirl your shadowspawn dextrously. You are already standing. score Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,497 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 30 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 160 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 133 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 160:133> lo This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. A shroud of thick frost and ice protect his body. He is almost dead. 160:133> You missed. Druenarrii slashed Valdrath's tough head viciously. You deftly turn Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You stab Valdrath with your shadowspawn. You are already standing. Valdrath finishes his incantation. The clouds expel bolts of fiery, sizzling lightning into the area. A bolt of lightning hits you hard! HP: 77 SP: 131 The skies calm down and the clouds disperse somewhat. You have dried out a bit. give 2 meat to druenarri gpo There is no druenarri here. 78:132> dp You missed. Druenarrii battered Valdrath's tough head. HP: 65 SP: 132 Valdrath slashed your head brutally. Valdrath opens his mouth and roars. A blast of lightning shoots shoots from his mouth and hits you! HP: 7 SP: 132 You are already standing. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. You take an Eldar healing elixir from a rugged knapsack (worn). 7:130> eb As you drink the cool, cherry elixir you feel better. 71:130> You can't see any bottle here. 71:130> score gpo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,497 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 34 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 71 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 130 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 71:130> You take an Eldar healing elixir from a rugged knapsack (worn). 71:130> dp You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath blasts you with forceful wind from his wings, knocking you over. Druenarrii stands up. You stand up. Druenarrii enjoys a puff from his pipe. Druenarrii's pipe goes out. eb As you drink the cool, cherry elixir you feel better. 139:129> You can't see any bottle here. 139:129> gpo lp You are carrying too much to take an Eldar healing elixir from a rugged knapsack (worn). 139:129> It is a large sack of tough leather, double-stitched and with straps to sling it from your back. Tooled in the leather is a stylised globe, within which are the letters GSO and beneath which is the insignia of The Scythe. There is something in it. It looks very heavy. Container contains: A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. A murky blue potion [Extra Healing]. An Eldar healing elixir. An Eldar healing elixir. A savage halfspear. A savage halfspear. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed. A fire gem. 139:129> gd Druenarrii drops an empty bottle. Druenarrii hurls a bolt of white light at Valdrath the storm dragon! Valdrath the storm dragon cries out in pain! i You sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's huge wing deeply. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. HP: 130 SP: 129 Valdrath bit into your head. An empty bottle bursts to pieces as it hits the ground. You are already standing. You puff on your pipe contentedly. You are carrying too much to take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]; a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]; an Eldar healing elixir; an Eldar healing elixir; a savage halfspear; a savage halfspear; a pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed; a pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed; a fire gem from a rugged knapsack (worn). 135:132> You are carrying: An empty flask An empty flask A knight knugget A knight knugget An empty flask An Eldar neural elixir A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed An Eldar healing elixir Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 135:132> As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. HP: 138 SP: 132 Valdrath sliced your arm lightly. You are already standing. eat meat Druenarrii peers at the sky. You chomp into the knugget, and swear that it tastes like Misha. 158:150> Druenarrii peers at the sky. drop all flask drop all flask Druenarrii fills his pipe with parkraz. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath smashes into you with a wing, knocking you down the mountain. You are thrown down the mountain! You are now hunted by Valdrath. Your body slams into the rocks! OUCH! HP: 114 SP: 150 You cleave Valdrath harshly with your shadowspawn. You stand up. You drop an empty flask; an empty flask; an empty flask. 115:149> No flask found. 115:149> give elixir to druenarrii As you drop the empty flask, it bursts to pieces. As you drop the empty flask, it bursts to pieces. As you drop the empty flask, it bursts to pieces. You are already standing. There is no druenarrii here. 115:149> You are already standing. stand sw You are already standing. 115:149> Maybe you should look for another exit. 115:149> se You are already standing. You inhale some smoke and blow it out thoughtfully. ne A slope up the mountain (sw,nw) 120:154> There is no such exit. 120:154> nw You are already standing. gpo A winding path (se,w) 120:154> You take an Eldar healing elixir from a rugged knapsack (worn). 120:154> dp i You are already standing. The healing tingle from the medicinals lessens slightly as the bandage begins to dry out. As you drink the cool, cherry elixir you feel better. 190:155> You are carrying: An empty flask A knight knugget An Eldar neural elixir A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed An Eldar healing elixir Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 190:155> se ne A slope up the mountain (sw,nw) 190:155> Maybe you should look for another exit. 190:155> You are already standing. sw You are already standing. rd Valdrath attacks you in fury! HP: 155 SP: 155 Valdrath tore through your head savagely. Valdrath missed you. Nearing the peak (ne,nw) Valdrath the storm dragon. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. 155:155> 155:155> gpo dp i As your demon blade cuts into Valdrath's skin, blood flows down the blade and absorbs into your skin! You notched Valdrath's tough head. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. You enjoy a puff from your pipe. You take an Eldar healing elixir from a rugged knapsack (worn). 168:161> score As you drink the cool, cherry elixir you feel better. 190:161> You are carrying: An empty flask An empty flask A knight knugget An Eldar neural elixir A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed An Eldar healing elixir Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 190:161> l Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 17 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,583 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 48 m 58 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 190 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 161 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Slash You are: Stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 190:161> skills You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. Your parry only manages to slow the force of Valdrath's attack. HP: 183 SP: 161 Valdrath bit into your arm. You are already standing. Valdrath's mouth is filled with frozen air! He looks like he is about to unleash it! i You are on a path of sorts on the side of a huge mountain. The rocks are getting sharper and the gradient steeper. Looking up the path you see that the rocks will be more treacherous the further up you go. A hole is in the side of the mountain. Obvious directions are: northeast, northwest. Valdrath the storm dragon. Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. 183:161> Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86
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183:161> You are carrying: An empty flask An empty flask A knight knugget An Eldar neural elixir A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed An Eldar healing elixir Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 183:161> You missed. Druenarrii sliced Valdrath's tough head deeply. You bring your Demon's Frenzy up just in time to deflect Valdrath's blow. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. Druenarrii inhales some smoke and blows it out thoughtfully. Druenarrii chews happily, beaming a really big smile. You missed. Druenarrii missed Valdrath. You effortlessly swat Valdrath's attack aside with your Demon's Frenzy. Valdrath missed you. You are already standing. Valdrath opens his huge mouth and a blast of pure cold spews forth, almost freezing your heart! <~> \ \,_____\ ___`\ \('>\`-__ ~ ~~~--__ ** *** ______ (@\ ******* **** ******* ****** /******~~~~\|******************** ****** * * \ `--____********* ******** *** ** * ** / ~~~--_____ ~~~/ **************** * ** ** / `~~~~~ **** ******** ** ** * **** ****** *** *** *********** A blast of cold from Valdrath surrounds and freezes you to the bone! HP: 90 SP: 160 give elixir to druenarrii lo You give an Eldar neural elixir to Druenarrii. 90:160> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. A shroud of thick frost and ice protect his body. He is almost dead. 90:160> dp Druenarrii extinguishes his pipe. Druenarrii looks a bit warmer. Druenarrii left the game. As you drink the cool, cherry elixir you feel better. 126:160> eat flask You missed. Valdrath missed you. Valdrath blows a breath of magical cold at you. You are frozen to a crawl. Your teeth begin to chatter uncontrollably. You are already standing. You toss an empty flask down your throat. Your stomach rumbles unhappily. 126:158> pt drink i l HP: 116 SP: 158 Valdrath slashed your leg brutally. You rend Valdrath terribly with your shadowspawn. You are already standing. You puff on your pipe contentedly. <killin'!> Druenarrii left the party. <killin'!> Lanstro : drink 120:160> You are carrying: An empty flask A knight knugget A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed An empty flask Kept: A charter from the Geographic Society A room key The mark of the Scythe A rugged knapsack (worn) A lit pipe A leather sheath (worn) An ironwood amulet (worn) A chainmail neckguard (worn) Some light chain boots (worn) A chainmail armguard (worn) A heavy wool cloak (worn) Some leather leggings (worn) An ironwood ring (worn) An old cuirass vest (worn) A skeleton key A silver amulet (worn) Shadowspawn, the stiletto A silver bracelet (worn) Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) 120:160> skills You are on a path of sorts on the side of a huge mountain. The rocks are getting sharper and the gradient steeper. Looking up the path you see that the rocks will be more treacherous the further up you go. A hole is in the side of the mountain. Obvious directions are: northeast, northwest. An Eldar neural elixir. A knight knugget. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. A piece of gum. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. Some healing medicinals. A Polynesian Sunset. A twohanded powersword. A scalping knife. A filled pipe. A soft sack. Valdrath the storm dragon. A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. 120:160> lo Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 120:160> This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. A shroud of thick frost and ice protect his body. He is almost dead. 120:160> score HP: 118 SP: 160 Valdrath sliced your head lightly. Valdrath closes his eyes and pulls his wings in against his body, muttering an incantation. You had better hit him hard before he finishes it. You are already standing. The shroud of frost around Valdrath melts away. gpo Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 16 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,597 Dex: 17 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 14 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 49 m 10 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 118 (182) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 158 (182) Aiming at: Head You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 54 hits Attack : Slash You are: Stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: Valdrath 118:158> l gd No elixir found. 118:158> You are on a path of sorts on the side of a huge mountain. The rocks are getting sharper and the gradient steeper. Looking up the path you see that the rocks will be more treacherous the further up you go. A hole is in the side of the mountain. Obvious directions are: northeast, northwest. An Eldar neural elixir. A knight knugget. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. A piece of gum. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. Some healing medicinals. A Polynesian Sunset. A twohanded powersword. A scalping knife. A filled pipe. A soft sack. Valdrath the storm dragon. A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. 118:158> You take a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]; a murky blue potion [Extra Healing]; a savage halfspear; a savage halfspear; a pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed from a rugged knapsack (worn). You are carrying too much to take a pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed; a fire gem from a rugged knapsack (worn). 118:158> HP: 85 SP: 158 Valdrath tore through your leg savagely. You are already standing. As Valdrath incants, you come to realise that he is trying to heal himself. You must hit him hard to distract him. The medicinal bandage covering your wounds dries up and falls away. throw spear at dragon throw spear at dragon You nicked Valdrath's tough head. You bring your Demon's Frenzy up just in time to deflect Valdrath's blow. Valdrath missed you. You slash Valdrath with your shadowspawn. You are already standing. You feel you can move freely again. throw spear at dragon You stop wielding your Demon's Frenzy. You wield your spear in your right hand. You hit Valdrath with a savage halfspear! 86:155> l You cannot throw that fast! 86:155> You cannot throw that fast! 86:155> You missed. HP: 59 SP: 155 Valdrath skewered a claw through your arm. You are already standing. As he chants, you feel that Valdrath is getting stronger. You are on a path of sorts on the side of a huge mountain. The rocks are getting sharper and the gradient steeper. Looking up the path you see that the rocks will be more treacherous the further up you go. A hole is in the side of the mountain. Obvious directions are: northeast, northwest. An Eldar neural elixir. A knight knugget. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. A piece of gum. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. Some healing medicinals. A Polynesian Sunset. A twohanded powersword. A scalping knife. A filled pipe. A soft sack. Valdrath the storm dragon. A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. 59:153> throw spear quit
You missed. HP: 23 SP: 153 Valdrath tore through your leg savagely. You are already standing. You inhale some smoke and blow it out thoughtfully. Throw what at whom? 28:156> Saving Lanstro. You remove the knapsack. Before dropping the pipe, you extinguish it. You feel different. You remove the ring. You feel different. You remove the leggings. You feel different. You remove the cloak. You feel different. You remove the armguard. You feel different. You remove the vest. You feel different. You remove the neckguard. You feel different. You remove the amulet. You remove the leather sheath. You remove the amulet. You try to drop Shadowspawn but it laughs at you! You remove the silver bracelet. You feel different. You remove the boots. You feel different. You remove the gloves. You feel different. You remove the helmet. You feel a bit warmer. Closing down. Connected to host ancient.anguish.org
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Post by Lanstro on Mar 24, 2007 8:12:09 GMT
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You feel you are attached to the Scythe bloodlink. >>> You have I.M.S. mail! <<<
Your last login was 6 seconds ago. A stone statue of Elfaeril. A dead rotting fish. Some healing medicinals. A strand of spider silk. A player usage graph hanging on the wall. 28:156> e Main Street (w,e,n,s) Prince Druenarrii the Glorious Knight and Champion of the Rose (good). A large coach. A handsome, white horse. A handsome, white horse. A large coach. 28:156> e e e e Trader Lane (n,w,e,s) 28:156> e Palaver tells you: I've got some messages for you. Main Street (e,w) 32:157> Village Centre (n,e,w,s) A glowing blue portal. A young paperboy. 32:157> Main Street (w,e) 32:157> Main Street (n,e,w,s) Toshiro the learned invoker (neutral). 32:157> Toshiro leaves west. score East Village Crossroads (n,e,s,w) Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). A beautiful white wolf. Marika, the wandering fletcher. A stone statue of Guest. A pair of black leather boots. Some fine leather trousers. A fine leather shirt. A lump of sand. A sprig of chickweed. A shimmering blue door. 32:157> Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 16 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,717 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 49 m 20 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 32 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 157 (182) Aiming at: Random You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Random You are: Stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 32:157> i You are carrying: The mark of the Scythe A room key A charter from the Geographic Society 32:157> say fix l You say: fix 32:157> You stand at a major crossroads of the village. Main Street runs to the west towards the centre of the village. Shoreline Road leads south along the shore. Glory Walk leads north towards the Fighter's Guild and the north gate, and the harbour can be entered to the east via a rickety quay. Obvious directions are: north, east, south, west. Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). A beautiful white wolf. Marika, the wandering fletcher. A stone statue of Guest. A pair of black leather boots. Some fine leather trousers. A fine leather shirt. A lump of sand. A sprig of chickweed. A shimmering blue door. 32:157> skills Your skills: Axe 15 Shortsword 67 Club 62 Spear 17 Curved Blade 76 Staff 48 Knife 82 Two Handed Axe 8 Longsword 95 Two Handed Sword 2 Marksmanship 77 Two Weapon 1 Polearm 17 Unarmed 21 Rapier 86 32:157> exa tollie l Tollie is a female dwarf. Tollie is hefty and obese, with heavily-scarred skin, milky eyes and long, dreadlocked flame red hair. Tollie is fat, like really fat, like billowy She is pungent and savory, a horrid feast for all the senses The air around her smells of fish and gravy Tollie has spiked, silver white hair reaching down to the feet. She has a luxuriant beard. She has several scars on her back, a scar on her left hand, a scar on her right hand, a scar on her forehead, several scars on her neck, a scar on her chest, several scars on her left bicep, several scars on her right bicep, several scars on her left forearm, a scar on her left thigh, several scars on her right forearm, and a scar on her right thigh. She is in good shape. Tollie is carrying: The mark of the Scythe. A signature book. A little black scroll. A small oak carving. A gaming slate. A room key. A holy symbol. 32:157> Druenarrii arrives. Druenarrii leaves east.
You stand at a major crossroads of the village. Main Street runs to the west towards the centre of the village. Shoreline Road leads south along the shore. Glory Walk leads north towards the Fighter's Guild and the north gate, and the harbour can be entered to the east via a rickety quay. Obvious directions are: north, east, south, west. Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). A beautiful white wolf. Marika, the wandering fletcher. A stone statue of Guest. A pair of black leather boots. Some fine leather trousers. A fine leather shirt. A lump of sand. A sprig of chickweed. A shimmering blue door. 32:157> HP: 126 SP: 157 Tollie calls the gods to heal you. Druenarrii arrives. 126:157> Druenarrii leaves north. score Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 16 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,717 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 49 m 28 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 126 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 157 (182) Aiming at: Random You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Random You are: Stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 126:157> h s You slide back into the shadows. 126:157> You sneak south... Shoreline Road (n,s) 126:157> n You sneak north... East Village Crossroads (n,e,s,w) Tollie the respected zealot of the Scythe (good). A beautiful white wolf. Marika, the wandering fletcher. A stone statue of Guest. A pair of black leather boots. Some fine leather trousers. A fine leather shirt. A lump of sand. A sprig of chickweed. A shimmering blue door. 126:157> Tollie says: so yeah, that was a bad idea tell tollie get elixirs n n n You tell Tollie: get elixirs 126:152> n You sneak north... Glory Walk (n,e,s) 126:152> n n You sneak north... Glory Walk (n,s,w) 126:152> You sneak north... Glory Walk (n,s) 126:152> n n You sneak north... Glory Walk (n,s) 126:152> n You sneak north... Glory Walk (n,e,s,w) A bronze statue of Bazhi. 126:152> You sneak north... North gate (n,s) A cairn of stones with a bloody scythe banner. A town militiaman. 126:152> n n You sneak north... East road (n,s,e) 126:152> You sneak north... Nice forest (n,s,e) 126:152> n You sneak north... Light forest (n,s,e) 126:152> You sneak north... Nice forest (n,s,e) 126:152> You sneak north... Nice forest (n,s,e,w) 126:152> You sneak north... Nice forest (n,s,e,w) 126:152> stell tollie he's ad w w w # You stell Tollie: he's ad 126:152> w w You sneak west... Nice forest (n,s,e) 126:152> w You can't sneak in that direction. 126:152> You can't sneak in that direction. 126:152> n You can't sneak in that direction. 126:152> You can't sneak in that direction. 126:152> n You can't sneak in that direction. 126:152> You sneak north... Pine forest (n,s,e,w) 126:152> You sneak north... Pine forest (n,s,e,w) A wild boar. A giant tick. A brown bear. A giant tick. A giant eagle. 126:152> s w w w You sneak south... Pine forest (n,s,e,w) 126:152> w w You sneak west... Steep pine forest (n,e,w) 126:152> You sneak west... A wooden bridge (e,w) 126:152> You sneak west... Grasslands (n,s,w,e) 126:152> You sneak west... Pine forest (s,e,w) A pileated woodpecker. 126:152> You sneak west... Steep pine forest (n,s,e,w) 126:152> w You sneak west... Nice forest (n,s,e,w) 130:153> e n n n You sneak east... Steep pine forest (n,s,e,w) 130:153> You sneak north... Close to mountain side (s,w,n) A fat orc. An ugly orc. 130:153> You sneak north... Nepeth, Elf Gate (n,e,se,s,w) Shanni, the old crone. 130:153> You sneak north... Nepeth, intersection of Merchant, Knight and Library (n,e,s,w) A poor man. 130:153> score Lanstro the veteran cutthroat of the Scythe (good)
Str: 16 (16) Race : Orc (male) Exp : 33,966,717 Dex: 18 (18) Class: Rogue (26) Money: 27,848 coins Int: 14 (14) Guild: The Scythe Bank : 6,580,000 coins Con: 15 (15) Age : 37 d 6 h 49 m 44 s Wis: 12 (12) Language: Common language
Hits : 130 (190) Defend : Parry You are: Slightly drunk Sps : 153 (182) Aiming at: Random You are: Unpoisoned Wimpy: 57 hits Attack : Random You are: Slightly stuffed Dir : Random Hunted by: No one 130:153> e w You sneak east... Nepeth, western end of Library Lane (n,e,w) A cairn of stones with a bloody scythe banner. 130:153> You sneak west... Nepeth, intersection of Merchant, Knight and Library (n,e,s,w) A poor man. 130:153> buy s You come out of hiding... What? 130:153> Nepeth, Elf Gate (n,e,se,s,w) Shanni, the old crone. 130:153> buy 2 buy 2 buy 2 You hand over 700 gold coins to Shanni, and she gives you a dark red potion [Mental Recharge]. 130:153> i Shanni mumbles: That is too much for you. 130:153> Shanni mumbles: That is too much for you. 130:153> You are carrying: A dark red potion [Mental Recharge] The mark of the Scythe A room key A charter from the Geographic Society 130:153> buy 1 s s Shanni mumbles: That is too much for you. 130:153> e
( i buy a load of hungas and don't really have a plan at this stage. I go back to the mountain and get some of the gear left over)
135:155> powerup i You wear the leather sheath. You wield your Demon's Frenzy in your right hand. You feel different. You wear the boots. You feel different. You wear the gloves. You feel different. You wear the helmet. You feel different. You wear the vest. 135:155> You are carrying: A piece of gum A leather sheath (worn) A skeleton key Demon's Frenzy (wielded in right hand) Some light chain boots (worn) Some chainmail gloves (worn) An ironwood helmet (worn) An empty flask A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed A knight knugget An empty flask A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A murky blue potion [Extra Healing] A savage halfspear A pouch of Hobbitat Gold pipeweed An old cuirass vest (worn) A hunga-munga A hunga-munga A hunga-munga A hunga-munga A hunga-munga A hunga-munga A hunga-munga A hunga-munga A dark red potion [Mental Recharge] The mark of the Scythe A room key A charter from the Geographic Society 135:155> l You are on a path of sorts on the side of a huge mountain. The rocks are getting sharper and the gradient steeper. Looking up the path you see that the rocks will be more treacherous the further up you go. A hole is in the side of the mountain. Obvious directions are: northeast, northwest. A silver bracelet. A silver amulet. An ironwood amulet. A chainmail neckguard. A chainmail armguard. A heavy wool cloak. Some leather leggings. An ironwood ring. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. An Eldar neural elixir. A knight knugget. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. Some healing medicinals. A Polynesian Sunset. A twohanded powersword. A scalping knife. A filled pipe. A soft sack. A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. 135:155> l You are on a path of sorts on the side of a huge mountain. The rocks are getting sharper and the gradient steeper. Looking up the path you see that the rocks will be more treacherous the further up you go. A hole is in the side of the mountain. Obvious directions are: northeast, northwest. A silver bracelet. A silver amulet. An ironwood amulet. A chainmail neckguard. A chainmail armguard. A heavy wool cloak. Some leather leggings. An ironwood ring. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. An Eldar neural elixir. A knight knugget. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. A knight knugget. Some healing medicinals. A Polynesian Sunset. A twohanded powersword. A scalping knife. A filled pipe. A soft sack. A fancy shield. An outstanding sword. A fine medicinal collar. A filled pipe. A rugged knapsack. Some medicinals. Some medicinals. 135:155> stell tollie mountain # You stell Tollie: mountain 135:155> h nw You slide back into the shadows. 135:155> ne You sneak northwest... A ledge near the peak (ne,se) An empty flask. An empty flask. An empty flask. 135:155> You sneak northeast... Valdrath attacks you in fury! A mountain peak (sw) Valdrath the storm dragon. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. An empty bottle. 135:155> Valdrath's attack forces you out of hiding... Valdrath attacks you in fury! HP: 102 SP: 155 Valdrath tore through your leg savagely. HP: 66 SP: 155 Valdrath tore through your body savagely. exa dragon sw This mist coloured figure looms above you fourfold. Valdrath's wings alone darken the ground around you. Standing tall with his wings outspread he could put all of Gemynd into shadow. Razor sharp horns adorn the tips of his wings while nimble knife-like claws menace you from the ends of his arms. Feet the size of canoes stand firm and his eyes show more intelligence than those of a sage. He is hurt. Dragon is carrying: A savage halfspear. 66:155> You are now hunted by Valdrath. A ledge near the peak (ne,se) An empty flask. An empty flask. An empty flask. 66:155> quit Valdrath attacks you in fury! HP: 54 SP: 155 Valdrath slashed your leg brutally. Valdrath arrives. HP: 19 SP: 155 Valdrath tore through your body savagely. Saving Lanstro. You feel different. You remove the vest. You feel different. You remove the helmet. You feel different. You remove the gloves. You feel different. You remove the boots. You drop your wielded weapon. You remove the leather sheath.
..doom
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Post by The Abyss on Mar 24, 2007 17:48:38 GMT
did u quit in time? he's a tough bollex!
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Post by Lanstro on Mar 25, 2007 4:51:46 GMT
sure, i'm not on mortus am i?
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Post by CalviN on May 15, 2007 20:58:55 GMT
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trin
Bonebreaker
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Post by trin on May 27, 2007 16:12:18 GMT
So... No one killed him?!
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Post by The Abyss on May 27, 2007 19:24:00 GMT
a couple of people have killed him including Kayne and Druenarrii
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