The death of [22 Cleric] Vokar (Dwarf)

in The Mother Lode

from the perspective of [22 Cleric] Vokar (Dwarf)


The Mother Lode
   Small round tables, chairs, barstools and a long bar fill this room. A
huge fireplace is in the northern wall, big enough to hold a good sized log.
Mugs and small kegs are lined up on shelves behind the bar, and not one
trace of dust can be found upon them, suggesting that they get replaced
rather quickly. The walls here are made of stone and have bas reliefs of
dwarves fighting dragons, goblins, orcs and other evil creatures.
Obvious exits: -East -South -Up
A steel short sword lies discarded here.
A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
A two-handed sword, nearly six feet in length, lies here.
A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[2] A large wooden torch has been discarded here.
A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A steel long sword has been left here.
A mighty board stands here held up by great swords reading 'Flame Board.'
A brutish bartender serves drinks to his patrons here.

< 1h/215H 106v/106V Pos: standing >
Gakd snaps into visibility.

< 2h/215H 106v/106V Pos: standing >
Gakd completes his spell...
Gakd utters the word 'pawwzf'
Gakd's massive hammer is the last thing you ever see.