The death of [26 Ethermancer] Kymazz (Orc)

in a Well Traveled Path

from the perspective of [26 Ethermancer] Kymazz (Orc)

<worn on head>       a twined iron tiara from Shairak and Smokeveil Forest
<worn on eyes>       a batskin eyepatch [poor]
<worn in ear>        an icy hide stud
<worn around neck>   a jade amulet [superior]
<worn around neck>   a crystal amulet [poor]
<worn on body>       some rusty ivory cuirass from Shairak and Smokeveil Forest
<worn about waist>   a belt bearing the crest of Darkuul
<held as shield>     a shiny metallic shield
<worn around wrist>  a gleaming marble bracelet
<worn around wrist>  a well-crafted copper bracer
<worn on hands>      some superior hardwood gauntlets
<worn on finger>     a bent ring [poor]
<worn on legs>       some gorgon scale leggings

Rushdie Inn
Obvious exits: -S# -D
A tiny infant has been abandoned here, left to die.

< 148h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
The door seems to be closed.

< 148h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
Ok.

< 148h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
A Room of Peace
Obvious exits: -N
[3] A spellbook has been tossed aside here.

< 148h/306H 112v/113V Pos: standing >
Ok.

< 149h/306H 112v/113V Pos: standing >
You sit down and relax.

< 150h/306H 112v/113V Pos: sitting >
You currently have the following spell slots available:
  1st circle:  9 of  9
  2nd circle:  8 of  8
  3rd circle:  7 of  7
  4th circle:  6 of  6
  5th circle:  3 of  5   (  25 seconds)
  6th circle:  1 of  1

Your mind drifts into a deep meditation and the spirits of storms and ice speak to you.

< 150h/306H 112v/113V Pos: sitting >
You start meditating...

< 151h/306H 112v/113V Pos: sitting >

< 155h/306H 113v/113V Pos: sitting >
It is 10pm, on the Day of the Sun
The 20th Day of the Month of BloodLust, Year 1735.
Time elapsed since boot-up: 10:38:05
Current time is: Mon Aug  3 01:37:38 2015 (GMT)

< 155h/306H 113v/113V Pos: sitting >
Ethereal essences flow into you, restoring your 5th circle powers!

< 157h/306H 113v/113V Pos: sitting >
You stop meditating.
You clamber to your feet.
Your tupor has been disturbed!
The interrupted link with the storm spirits leaves you in shock.

< 166h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
The door seems to be closed.

< 168h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
Ok.

< 169h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
Rushdie Inn
Obvious exits: -S -D
A tiny infant has been abandoned here, left to die.

< 169h/306H 112v/113V Pos: standing >
a Well Traveled Path
Obvious exits: -S -U
A small round shield has been dropped here.
A large platinum fragment glitters here.
A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A tarnished gem platemail lies here on the ground.
A bloody brass ringmail lies here on the ground.
A sparkling flesh saddle lies here on the ground.
A traveling merchant wanders here looking to buy some wares.
A village commoner wanders here in search of something to do.
A wandering adventurer roams here looking for some excitement.

< 170h/306H 111v/113V Pos: standing >
You can summon just one warg a day!

< 170h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
It is 11pm, on the Day of the Sun
The 20th Day of the Month of BloodLust, Year 1735.
Time elapsed since boot-up: 10:38:25
Current time is: Mon Aug  3 01:37:58 2015 (GMT)

< 170h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >

< 170h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
A wandering adventurer leaves south.

< 171h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
a Well Traveled Path
Obvious exits: -S -U
A small round shield has been dropped here.
A large platinum fragment glitters here.
A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A tarnished gem platemail lies here on the ground.
A bloody brass ringmail lies here on the ground.
A sparkling flesh saddle lies here on the ground.
A traveling merchant wanders here looking to buy some wares.
A village commoner wanders here in search of something to do.

< 171h/306H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
An orog berserker snaps into visibility.
Out of nowhere, an orog berserker stabs you in the back.
YIKES!  Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
With a swift tug an orog berserker wrenches the weapon free, ramming it into you again.
Out of nowhere, an orog berserker stabs you in the back, RIP...
Your snake skin sleeves was completely destroyed by the massive blow!
Your pair of raw leather boots was completely destroyed by the massive blow!