Post by The Abyss on Jun 17, 2006 11:36:56 GMT
> Andellen stands before you. His eyes pierce you causing you to think about
running away. His face wields many scars of battle. Fighting him is something
you are not looking forward to.
He is seriously wounded.
Opponent is carrying:
An elven bastard sword (wielded in right hand).
An elven helmet (worn).
> You have 120 hps, 117 sps, and 41,951 gold coins.
> z
You cannot prepare rituals that fast.
> sc
You missed.
Andellen pushes his hands out towards you. You are knocked back by a strong
gust of wind.
HP: 94 SP: 117
HP: 86 SP: 117
Andellen pierced your leg keenly.
You have 86 hps, 117 sps, and 41,951 gold coins.
> z
Andellen the deadly exclaims in elvish: Butch! I am under attack!
You wave your wand at Andellen the deadly.
You intone: May death's foul grip rot thy flesh!
A few worms squirm helplessly as they are consumed!
Andellen's flesh withers and decays!
Andellen the deadly exclaims in elvish: Butch! I am under attack!
> 0
You quaff a dark red potion [Mental Recharge].
Your mind is suddenly clear!
> pl
You pounded Andellen's leg heartlessly.
Andellen pushes his hands out towards you. You are knocked back by a strong
gust of wind.
HP: 68 SP: 141
HP: 43 SP: 141
Andellen skewered your head.
dk
You prepare the ritual for the spell of lifesteal.
> The wineskin is empty.
> pl
z
You prepare the ritual for the spell of lifesteal.
> sc
You missed.
Andellen pushes his hands out towards you. You are knocked back by a strong
gust of wind.
HP: 21 SP: 141
Andellen sheared your head ruthlessly.
Andellen the deadly exclaims in elvish: You think you can take me!
Andellen the deadly exclaims in elvish: Butch! I am under attack!
You wave your wand at Andellen the deadly.
You intone: With vampyric power I steal thy life!
You scatter some dirt from a fresh grave.
Andellen staggers in pain!
Andellen the deadly exclaims in elvish: Butch! I am under attack!
HP: 32 SP: 101
You feel stronger as you draw life energy from Andellen!
> z
You have 32 hps, 101 sps, and 41,951 gold coins.
> You cannot prepare rituals that fast.
> e
You are now hunted by Andellen.
On a wooden plank bridge (e,w)
> The revenant of The restful-looking guard arrives.
The revenant of The restful-looking guard's armour creaks as it shifts
uneasily.
The revenant of The restful-looking guard says in a cold monotone: MASTER, MY
TIME DRAWS NIGH.
You hear the wind blowing through the branches.
Theryn arrives.
Theryn missed Revenant.
tell theryn damn, that spell hurts!!
You tell Theryn: damn, that spell hurts!!
> Theryn missed Revenant.
Revenant bludgeoned Theryn's leg heavily.
Theryn missed Revenant.
Revenant cleaved Theryn's head violently.
Theryn grins evilly.
snicker
You snicker.
> Theryn leaves home.