The death of [41 Controller] Tirin (Grey Elf)

in A Cold and Windy Forest

from the perspective of [41 Controller] Tirin (Grey Elf)

<worn on head>       a skin-wrapped stone hood from The Forest City of Aravne
<worn in ear>        a spiral woven of smoke
<worn on face>       a flaming flesh veil from The Forest City of Aravne
<worn around neck>   a dangling spider necklace [superior] (humming)
<worn on body>       some icy dragonscale cuirass
<worn about body>    a long fur [superior]
<worn on arms>       sleeves of woven leaves [superior]
<worn around wrist>  a trollskin wrist band
<worn around wrist>  a golden chain
<primary weapon>     the dagger of the seers (humming)
<held>               a long purple robe [superior]


< 256h/256H 145v/145V Pos: standing >
A Goblin snaps into visibility.
You snap into visibility.
Out of nowhere, a Goblin stabs you in the back.
YIKES!  Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
Out of nowhere, a Goblin stabs you in the back, RIP...
Your diamond necklace [poor] was completely destroyed by the massive blow!
Your strange twisted ring of pine [superior] was completely destroyed by the massive blow!
Your strange twisted ring of pine [superior] was completely destroyed by the massive blow!