<worn as a badge> a badge of promise [superior] (glowing) [77%]
<worn on head> a crown of despair [poor]
<worn on eyes> a foggy visor [superior]
<worn in ear> a tiny orb of obsidian (magic) [84%]
<worn around neck> a choker with red, white and a blue gems [86%]
<worn around neck> a gleaming emerald necklace
<worn on body> ringmail emblazoned with a mace and skull emblem [poor]
<worn about body> a cloak of deva's feathers [superior]
<worn on tail> a sinister glassteel tail protector
<worn about waist> a filthy hide loincloth [superior]
<worn on arms> some sleeves of stretched drow-skin [poor]
<held as shield> a crude tin shield from The Cimmerian Nomad Encampment
<worn around wrist> a circlet of the clouds [poor]
<worn around wrist> a circlet of sorrow [poor] (glowing)
<worn on finger> a ring of sandstone [poor] (magic)
<held> a shriveled and rotting human head [superior] [62%]
<worn on legs> some bright blue leg plates [superior]
The corpse of the Brealean man is lying here.
The corpse of the Breale merchant is lying here.
[2] The corpse of the Breale city guard is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
An old oaken sign sits here, flapping in the wind.
The Brealean man stands here, fighting YOU!
The Breale merchant stands here, fighting YOU!
The jeweler is lying here, incapacitated.
The jeweler is lying here, mortally wounded.
< 442h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: brealean sta EP: excellent >
You clamber to your feet.
< 442h/403H 167v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC:excellent E: brealean sta EP: excellent >
You attempt to flee...
Main Road
This road is the vital vein of the community. Wagons and packages are
carried down this road from the northern stores on Market Square to the gates
of Breale. Hundreds of people traverse this pathway to trade with each other.
Here, people are walking in and out of their huts. Smoke rises from some
chimneys off to the east.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
A Myranthean merchant carefully drives his wagon.
A lovely Brealean woman stands here.
You flee southward!
< 442h/403H 142v/167V Pos: standing >
The Brealean woman says 'We hate your kind here, Zloin! Leave town, warlock, or die by my hand!
'
You are knocked to the ground by the Brealean woman's mighty bash!
The Brealean woman misses you.
The Brealean woman misses you.
< 440h/403H 143v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: brealean sta EP: excellent >
[Damage: 4 ] Your impressive punch strikes the Brealean woman.
The Brealean woman dodges your futile attack.
< 441h/403H 143v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: brealean sta EP: few scratches >
The Myranthean merchant says 'We hate your kind here, Zloin! Leave town, warlock, or die by my hand!
'
The Myranthean merchant suddenly attacks YOU!
The Myranthean merchant's powerful pierce strikes you.
Your tiny orb of obsidian was damaged from the massive blow!
< 425h/403H 143v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: brealean sta EP: few scratches >
The Brealean woman dodges your futile attack.
[Damage: 4 ] Your punch strikes the Brealean woman.
< 426h/403H 143v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: brealean sta EP: few scratches >
The Brealean woman misses you.
< 426h/403H 143v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: brealean sta EP: few scratches >
The Myranthean merchant's mighty pierce strikes you.
The Myranthean merchant's pierce strikes you.
You dodge the Myranthean merchant's feeble leg sweep.
< 392h/403H 143v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:few scratches E: brealean sta EP: few scratches >
The Brealean woman dodges your futile attack.
The Brealean woman parries your futile lunge at her.
< 392h/403H 143v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:few scratches E: brealean sta EP: few scratches >
You clamber to your feet.
< 392h/403H 143v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC:few scratches E: brealean sta EP: few scratches >
You attempt to flee...
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
< 392h/403H 143v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC:few scratches E: brealean sta EP: few scratches >
The Brealean woman misses you.
The Brealean woman misses you.
The Brealean woman's sweep catches you in the side and you almost stumble.
You attempt to flee...
Small Hut
This meek and simple hut supports a Breale family of four. Dirt covers the
floor. The walls and ceiling are constructed of pieces of straw woven
intricately. A pot hung over a fire place made of bricks cooks in the corner.
On the table are some plates over a plain, white table cloth. Hanging over the
mantle is a wooden cross.
Obvious exits: -West
You flee eastward!
< 384h/403H 122v/167V Pos: standing >
Main Road
This road is the vital vein of the community. Wagons and packages are
carried down this road from the northern stores on Market Square to the gates
of Breale. Hundreds of people traverse this pathway to trade with each other.
Here, people are walking in and out of their huts. Smoke rises from some
chimneys off to the east.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
A Breale merchant tries to sell his wares here.
A Myranthean merchant carefully drives his wagon.
A lovely Brealean woman stands here.
< 384h/403H 122v/167V Pos: standing >
Inside Town Gate
The entire town is surrounded by wooden spikes lined up together in a square
formation. Humans walk in and out of their huts. Some elves are crossing this
pathway carrying large boxes over their backs and haggling with other
merchants. Wagon tracks are much more noticeable on the dirt-trodden path.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South
Fresh blood covers everything in the area.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean man is lying here.
The corpse of the Breale merchant is lying here.
[2] The corpse of the Breale city guard is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
An old oaken sign sits here, flapping in the wind.
A happy-go-lucky Brealean man stands here.
The jeweler is lying here, incapacitated.
The jeweler is lying here, mortally wounded.
< 384h/403H 121v/167V Pos: standing >
Outside Town Gate
The pathway ends here. There is a wooden wall of giant logs with carved,
pointed tips surrounding a town. A wood gate on hinges allows entry. The sounds
of people and haggling can be heard from inside. The pathway leads into the
townthrough the gate. On the wall, a sign has been nailed up.
Obvious exits: -North -South
< 384h/403H 121v/167V Pos: standing >
..M.+..^^
*..^.+^.^.^
***..^+.^....
****..+....^.
++++++@*^..^^
******^*.^...
*************
***********
.********
Along a Gravel Highway
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
< 384h/403H 119v/167V Pos: standing >
.^MM+^^^.
^..M.+..^^^
**..^.+^.^.^^
***..^+.^....
****..@....^.
+++++++*^..^^
******^*.^...
***********
*********
Along a Gravel Highway
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
< 384h/403H 118v/167V Pos: standing >
..M.+..^^
*..^.+^.^.^
***..^+.^....
****..+....^.
++++++@*^..^^
******^*.^...
*************
***********
.********
Along a Gravel Highway
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
< 384h/403H 119v/167V Pos: standing >
.+...
++@^.
*^*.^
An Icy Forest of Pine and Oak
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
< 384h/403H 119v/167V Pos: standing >
You sit down and relax.
< 384h/403H 119v/167V Pos: sitting >
You currently have the following spell slots available:
1st circle: 0 of 11 ( 13 seconds)
2nd circle: 7 of 10 ( 5 seconds)
3rd circle: 9 of 9
4th circle: 5 of 8 ( 7 seconds)
5th circle: 7 of 7
6th circle: 1 of 7 ( 18 seconds)
7th circle: 6 of 6
8th circle: 0 of 5 ( 17 seconds)
9th circle: 0 of 4 ( 15 seconds)
10th circle: 3 of 3
You begin to invoke evil and assimilate the powers of darkness.
< 384h/403H 119v/167V Pos: sitting >
You start meditating...
< 384h/403H 120v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 9th circle DARK powers!
< 385h/403H 129v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel up to faking your death again...
< 385h/403H 131v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 9th circle DARK powers!
< 385h/403H 137v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 9th circle DARK powers!
< 385h/403H 144v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 9th circle DARK powers!
< 386h/403H 152v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 8th circle DARK powers!
< 386h/403H 154v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 8th circle DARK powers!
< 386h/403H 161v/167V Pos: sitting >
The first hint of daylight can be seen on the northern horizon.
You feel infused by 8th circle DARK powers!
< 387h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 8th circle DARK powers!
< 387h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 8th circle DARK powers!
< 388h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 6th circle DARK powers!
< 388h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< 388h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 6th circle DARK powers!
< 388h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 6th circle DARK powers!
< 389h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 6th circle DARK powers!
< 389h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 6th circle DARK powers!
< 389h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 6th circle DARK powers!
< 390h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 4th circle DARK powers!
< 390h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You currently have the following spell slots available:
1st circle: 0 of 11 ( 13 seconds)
2nd circle: 7 of 10 ( 5 seconds)
3rd circle: 9 of 9
4th circle: 6 of 8 ( 5 seconds)
5th circle: 7 of 7
6th circle: 7 of 7
7th circle: 6 of 6
8th circle: 5 of 5
9th circle: 4 of 4
10th circle: 3 of 3
You begin to invoke evil and assimilate the powers of darkness.
< 390h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 4th circle DARK powers!
< 390h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You are already meditating.
< 390h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 4th circle DARK powers!
< 390h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 2nd circle DARK powers!
< 390h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 2nd circle DARK powers!
< 391h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 2nd circle DARK powers!
< 391h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 391h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 391h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 391h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 391h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 391h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 1st circle DARK powers!
You feel fully infused...
The assimilation process leaves you momentarily shocked.
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You clamber to your feet.
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: standing >
.+...
++@^.
*^*.^
An Icy Forest of Pine and Oak
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
< 392h/403H 167v/167V Pos: standing >
You start chanting...
< 393h/403H 167v/167V Pos: standing >
You complete your spell...
You feel protected by powers from beyond the grave.
< 393h/403H 167v/167V Pos: standing >
You appear to be Kobold and has a few scratches.
He's small in size.
He is in the front rank.
He seems to be moving much faster than normal..
His body seems to be made of stone!
His hands glow blood red!
He's encased in a shimmering globe!
<worn as a badge> a badge of promise [superior] (glowing) [77%]
<worn on head> a crown of despair [poor]
<worn on eyes> a foggy visor [superior]
<worn in ear> a tiny orb of obsidian (magic) [84%]
<worn around neck> a choker with red, white and a blue gems [86%]
<worn around neck> a gleaming emerald necklace
<worn on body> ringmail emblazoned with a mace and skull emblem [poor]
<worn about body> a cloak of deva's feathers [superior]
<worn on tail> a sinister glassteel tail protector
<worn about waist> a filthy hide loincloth [superior]
<worn on arms> some sleeves of stretched drow-skin [poor]
<held as shield> a crude tin shield from The Cimmerian Nomad Encampment
<worn around wrist> a circlet of the clouds [poor]
<worn around wrist> a circlet of sorrow [poor] (glowing)
<worn on finger> a glowing electrum ring [superior] (magic) (illuminating)
<worn on finger> a ring of sandstone [poor] (magic)
<held> a shriveled and rotting human head [superior] [62%]
<worn on legs> some bright blue leg plates [superior]
<worn on feet> some boots of the black winged dragon (magic) (glowing)
< 393h/403H 167v/167V Pos: standing >
^....+..^^^
**..^.+^.^.^^
****..^+.^.....
*****..+....^.^
+++++++@*^..^^M
*******^*.^....
**************.
*************
..*********
Along a Gravel Highway
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
< 393h/403H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
Outside Town Gate
The pathway ends here. There is a wooden wall of giant logs with carved,
pointed tips surrounding a town. A wood gate on hinges allows entry. The sounds
of people and haggling can be heard from inside. The pathway leads into the
townthrough the gate. On the wall, a sign has been nailed up.
Obvious exits: -North -South
< 393h/403H 164v/167V Pos: standing >
You start chanting...
< 393h/403H 164v/167V Pos: standing >
Casting: vitalize undead
< 393h/403H 166v/167V Pos: standing >
You complete your spell...
You feel your bones gain strength.
< 393h/403H 166v/167V Pos: standing >
Inside Town Gate
The entire town is surrounded by wooden spikes lined up together in a square
formation. Humans walk in and out of their huts. Some elves are crossing this
pathway carrying large boxes over their backs and haggling with other
merchants. Wagon tracks are much more noticeable on the dirt-trodden path.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South
Fresh blood covers everything in the area.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean man is lying here.
The corpse of the Breale merchant is lying here.
[2] The corpse of the Breale city guard is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
An old oaken sign sits here, flapping in the wind.
A happy-go-lucky Brealean man stands here.
The jeweler is lying here, mortally wounded.
The jeweler is lying here, mortally wounded.
< 490h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
The Brealean man says 'We hate your kind here, Zloin! Leave town, warlock, or die by my hand!
'
The Brealean man suddenly attacks YOU!
The Brealean man misses you.
< 490h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC:few scratches E: brealean sta EP: excellent >
You start chanting...
< 490h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC:few scratches E: brealean sta EP: excellent >
You complete your spell...
[Damage: 107 ] You drain the Brealean man of some of his energy.
The Brealean man is mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
Who should the spell be cast upon? You must specify a target!
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You failed.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You start chanting...
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You complete your spell...
You utter a word of dark speech and a shadowy hand coalesces near the jeweler!
[Damage: 16 ] The jeweler is mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
[Damage: 16 ] The shadowy hand tears away the remaining life of the jeweler.
The jeweler is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
The last gasps of the jeweler cause a sickening chill to run up your spine.
You are not willing to summon pets from death blows.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You start chanting...
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You complete your spell...
You utter a word of dark speech and a shadowy hand coalesces near the jeweler!
[Damage: 10 ] The jeweler is mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
[Damage: 10 ] The shadowy hand tears away the remaining life of the jeweler.
The jeweler is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
You feel the bloodlust in your heart as you hear the death cry of the jeweler.
You are not willing to summon pets from death blows.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
The snow is coming down faster now.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You start chanting...
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You complete your spell...
You utter a word of dark speech and a shadowy hand coalesces near the Brealean man!
[Damage: 31 ] The Brealean man is mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
[Damage: 31 ] The shadowy hand tears away the remaining life of the Brealean man.
The Brealean man is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
The Brealean man's death cry reverberates in your head as he falls to the ground.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You start chanting...
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
Casting: compact corpse
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You complete your spell...
Crunching sounds are heard as the corpse of the Brealean man collapses into a compact pile of bones.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You start chanting...
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
Casting: compact corpse
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You complete your spell...
Crunching sounds are heard as the corpse of the jeweler collapses into a compact pile of bones.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You start chanting...
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
Casting: compact corpse
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You complete your spell...
Crunching sounds are heard as the corpse of the jeweler collapses into a compact pile of bones.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You get a diamond ring.
You get a diamond ring.
You can't carry anything more.
You got 2 items.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: standing >
You sit down and relax.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: sitting >
You currently have the following spell slots available:
1st circle: 8 of 11 ( 3 seconds)
2nd circle: 10 of 10
3rd circle: 9 of 9
4th circle: 8 of 8
5th circle: 7 of 7
6th circle: 6 of 7 ( 3 seconds)
7th circle: 5 of 6 ( 3 seconds)
8th circle: 5 of 5
9th circle: 3 of 4 ( 3 seconds)
10th circle: 0 of 3 ( 12 seconds)
You begin to invoke evil and assimilate the powers of darkness.
< 548h/499H 165v/167V Pos: sitting >
You start meditating...
< 548h/499H 166v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 10th circle DARK powers!
< 548h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 10th circle DARK powers!
< 548h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You stop meditating.
You drop 2 ring(s).
< 548h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
Inside Town Gate
Obvious exits: -North -East -South
[2] A diamond ring lies here.
[2] An emerald bracelet lies here.
[2] A gold band lies here.
[3] A compact pile of bones lies here. (magic)
A small pile of coins lies here.
A brealean shirt lies crumpled here.
A pair of brealean pants lie here.
A brealean curved sword lies here.
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean man is lying here.
The corpse of the Breale merchant is lying here.
[2] The corpse of the Breale city guard is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
An old oaken sign sits here, flapping in the wind.
< 548h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< 548h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You put 8 items into a large leather backpack.
< 548h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
A Grey Elf enters from the north.
A Grey Elf enters from the north.
A Grey Elf enters from the north.
A Grey Elf enters from the north.
A Firbolg enters from the north.
A Grey Elf sneaks in from the north.
A Grey Elf enters from the north.
A Grey Elf sneaks in from the north.
< 548h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
You feel infused by 10th circle DARK powers!
A Firbolg suddenly attacks YOU!
Your mind reels in confusion as your link with negative powers is disturbed!
A Firbolg's bludgeon wounds you.
A Grey Elf suddenly attacks YOU!
A Grey Elf's decent punch wounds you.
A Grey Elf suddenly attacks YOU!
< 532h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf suddenly attacks YOU!
< 532h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
< 532h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf settles to his knees.
< 532h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
A Grey Elf passes well above his target and lands on his head.
A Grey Elf suddenly attacks YOU!
A Grey Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
< 532h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf starts casting an offensive spell called 'electrical execution'.
< 532h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC:excellent E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf completes his spell...
A Grey Elf utters the words 'abrauztg gpahhzfuio uqzbarr'
A Grey Elf points at you.
You reel in pain as a Grey Elf's iceball shatters upon impacting you.
OUCH! That really did HURT!
< 363h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC: few wounds E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf completes his spell...
A Grey Elf utters the words 'zrzqhfuqar znzjudihuai'
A huge shower of arcing electricity from a Grey Elf engulfs you.
OUCH! That really did HURT!
A Grey Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
< 309h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC: few wounds E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf's weak punch grazes you.
A Grey Elf's punch grazes you.
A Grey Elf misses you.
A Grey Elf's feeble punch grazes you.
A Grey Elf's feeble punch grazes you.
A Grey Elf's punch grazes you.
You miss a Firbolg.
You miss a Firbolg.
A Grey Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
< 300h/499H 167v/167V Pos: sitting >
< T: Zloin TP: sit TC: few wounds E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
You clamber to your feet.
A Grey Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
< 300h/499H 167v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC: few wounds E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf completes his spell...
A Grey Elf utters the words 'abrauztg gpahhzfuio uqzbarr'
A Grey Elf points at you.
You reel in pain as a Grey Elf's iceball shatters upon impacting you.
OUCH! That really did HURT!
You attempt to flee...
Outside Town Gate
The pathway ends here. There is a wooden wall of giant logs with carved,
pointed tips surrounding a town. A wood gate on hinges allows entry. The sounds
of people and haggling can be heard from inside. The pathway leads into the
townthrough the gate. On the wall, a sign has been nailed up.
Obvious exits: -North -South
You flee northward!
< 194h/499H 140v/167V Pos: standing >
You attempt to flee...
Inside Town Gate
The entire town is surrounded by wooden spikes lined up together in a square
formation. Humans walk in and out of their huts. Some elves are crossing this
pathway carrying large boxes over their backs and haggling with other
merchants. Wagon tracks are much more noticeable on the dirt-trodden path.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South
Shattered bits of ice are scattered about the area.
[2] A diamond ring lies here.
[2] An emerald bracelet lies here.
[2] A gold band lies here.
[3] A compact pile of bones lies here. (magic)
A small pile of coins lies here.
A brealean shirt lies crumpled here.
A pair of brealean pants lie here.
A brealean curved sword lies here.
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean man is lying here.
The corpse of the Breale merchant is lying here.
[2] The corpse of the Breale city guard is lying here.
The corpse of the Brealean woman is lying here.
An old oaken sign sits here, flapping in the wind.
*A Grey Elf (medium) Magister Militum of The Empire stands in mid-air here.
A Grey Elf (medium) Magister Militum of The Empire stands in mid-air here.
A Grey Elf (medium) We are all Pok The Empire stands in mid-air here. (casting)
A Firbolg (huge) Legionary of The Empire stands in mid-air here.
A Grey Elf (medium) Legionary of The Empire stands in mid-air here. (casting)
An impenetrable globe of darkness floats near a Grey Elf's head.
A Grey Elf (small) Fett of The Empire sits in mid-air here.
A Grey Elf (medium) Legionary of The Empire stands in mid-air here.
A Grey Elf (medium) Magister Militum of The Empire stands in mid-air here.
An impenetrable globe of darkness floats near a Grey Elf's head.
A Grey Elf (medium) Magister Militum of The Empire stands in mid-air here.
You flee southward!
A Firbolg suddenly attacks YOU!
A Firbolg's decent bludgeon strikes you.
A Grey Elf suddenly attacks YOU!
A Grey Elf's crude punch wounds you.
A Grey Elf suddenly attacks YOU!
< 180h/499H 118v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC: nasty wounds E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
The electrical arcs turn your exposed flesh black!
A Grey Elf completes his spell...
A Grey Elf utters the word 'pawwzf'
A Grey Elf creates a hammer out of thin air that smashes into you!
YIKES! Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
Sorry, you aren't allowed to do that in combat.
A Grey Elf suddenly attacks YOU!
< 68h/499H 118v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC: awful E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf completes his spell...
A Grey Elf utters the words 'zrzqhfuqar znzjudihuai'
A huge shower of arcing electricity from a Grey Elf engulfs you.
YIKES! Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
Sorry, you aren't allowed to do that in combat.
A Grey Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
< 7h/499H 118v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC: awful E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
You attempt to flee...
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
< 7h/499H 118v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC: awful E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
Sorry, you aren't allowed to do that in combat.
A Grey Elf looks at you.
< 7h/499H 118v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC: awful E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
You attempt to flee...
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
< 7h/499H 118v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC: awful E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
Sorry, you aren't allowed to do that in combat.
A Grey Elf looks at you.
A Grey Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
< 7h/499H 118v/167V Pos: standing >
< T: Zloin TP: sta TC: awful E: A Firbolg sta EP: excellent >
A Grey Elf completes his spell...
A Grey Elf utters the words 'abrauztg gpahhzfuio uqzbarr'
A Grey Elf points at you.
As a Grey Elf's iceball shatters in your face, you swear you hear taps..
Your glowing electrum ring [superior] freezes and shatters into million pieces from the intense cold!
Your some boots of the black winged dragon freezes and shatters into million pieces from the intense cold!