The death of [56 Dark Dreamer] Lofur (Kobold)

in The Great Fountain of Tharnadia

from the perspective of [52 Psycheporter] Xod Red Moon Disciples (Githzerai)


The Western Wall Road
Obvious exits: -E -W
Fresh blood splatters cover the area.
A large rat is scurrying about here.
A young man in leather armor seems to be patrolling the walls.

< 128h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
You stop meditating.
You are already standing.

< 128h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in the Wall Road
Obvious exits: -E -S -W
An odd little man, with a shaved head and an orange robe, hums something.

< 128h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
A Quiet Alleyway
Obvious exits: -N# -E -W

< 128h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in a Quiet Alleyway
Obvious exits: -S -W
A stray tomcat is darting after rodents, here.
A street sweeper is cleaning here, singing songs of labor.

< 128h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 128h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in a Quiet Alleyway
Obvious exits: -N -E -W#
A poor looking commoner is standing here, wearing a mean expression.
A homeless beggar is here, asking for a few coins.

< 129h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 129h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 129h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
A stray cat enters from the north.
A Bend in a Quiet Alleyway
Obvious exits: -N# -S -W

< 129h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in a Quiet Alleyway
Obvious exits: -N -E
Floating here is a lost essence.
A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A black suit of jodani wood armor lies here.
A sleek, deadly dagger has been dropped here.
A magical swirling wand of light lies here shining.
A large lance lies here on the ground.
An ashen dragonscale cloak lies here on the ground.
A shank made of a sharpened wooden object lies here.
A pretty ring of sunpetals has been dropped here.
A small scarlet ring lies on the ground.
A steel long sword has been left here.
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.
[5] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
A large wreath has been left here.
A black silk sash lies here in a pile. (glowing)
Somone has dropped a thick mushroom stalk.
A pair of bear feet are sitting here.
A glowing boat is on the ground here. (glowing) (illuminating)
A bloodstained hand axe lies here, unused.
A small iron strongbox is on the ground.
A steel dog collar lies here.
Some steel gauntlets lie here.
A clump of blackmoore lies here.
A long, sharp-looking chain is lying here. [66%]
A canoe has been abandoned here.
A two-handed sword with a jet-black blade lies here.
Someone has tossed a snappy pair of white pants.
Some robes have been left here.
A slender longsword lays here.
A blood soaked head is laying here.
A bloody bastard sword rests upon the ground here.
Some condensed jelly encases the fresh frog eggs.
A small set of red fishscales lies here.
A skirt woven of reed lies here.
The tattered remains of a book lies exposed to the elements here.
Some red dragon scales lie on the ground.
Someone has foolishly dropped a ace of spades here!
A wristband lies here.
A gem encrusted gold band lies here.
A small pair of eyes rolls about here.
An ancient wedding band of dwarven craftsmanship has been left here.
A tooth from a very large lion lies here.
A durable alchemist sack lies here.
A leather horse harnes lies here.
A chipped jade ring lies here.
A faded suit of obsidian platemail rests upon the gloomy ground.
Someone has left a small skiff here
A strange looking staff has been left here.
a snakeskin belt has been left here.
A crucifix earring made of marble lays here.
A piece of batskin has been tossed here.
A totem bearing the mark of the tempest has been left here.
An unwanted tusk waits for a new owner here.
A spellbook lies here, discarded.
A small bottle sits on the ground here.
A circular marble piece lays here.
Some ash lies here.
Some rotting meat is here, smelling up the room.
A jester's horn lies here, unappreciated and unplayed. (illuminating)
A grey wormhide lies here.
A piece of fuzzy green fungus is growing here.
A forgotten lock of hair rests here.
An egg lies here, chickenless.
A burnt quiver covered in ash lies here.
A black leather skin has been tossed here.
A purple fungus rests upon the ground here.
The shadow badge lies here.
A plain brown book is on the floor here.
A giant bat lies here, ready to eat.
A crusty loincloth lies here forgotten, and by the way it reeks it'll stay that way.
An ancient longbow of the elves lays here.
An ancient book has been left here to suffer the ravages of time. (glowing)
A phallus, which has been sliced off, is laying here.
A jacket made from goatskin lies here.
A small red lobster is resting here.
An obsidian and steel goblet has been tossed here.
[2] A stringer filled with various river fish lies here.
A big red balloon floats here
A relatively small turd lies here.
Some plain leather boots have been discarded here.

< 129h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 129h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in a Quiet Alleyway
Obvious exits: -N -E
Floating here is a lost essence.
A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A black suit of jodani wood armor lies here.
A sleek, deadly dagger has been dropped here.
A magical swirling wand of light lies here shining.
A large lance lies here on the ground.
An ashen dragonscale cloak lies here on the ground.
A shank made of a sharpened wooden object lies here.
A pretty ring of sunpetals has been dropped here.
A small scarlet ring lies on the ground.
A steel long sword has been left here.
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.
[5] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
A large wreath has been left here.
A black silk sash lies here in a pile. (glowing)
Somone has dropped a thick mushroom stalk.
A pair of bear feet are sitting here.
A glowing boat is on the ground here. (glowing) (illuminating)
A bloodstained hand axe lies here, unused.
A small iron strongbox is on the ground.
A steel dog collar lies here.
Some steel gauntlets lie here.
A clump of blackmoore lies here.
A long, sharp-looking chain is lying here. [66%]
A canoe has been abandoned here.
A two-handed sword with a jet-black blade lies here.
Someone has tossed a snappy pair of white pants.
Some robes have been left here.
A slender longsword lays here.
A blood soaked head is laying here.
A bloody bastard sword rests upon the ground here.
Some condensed jelly encases the fresh frog eggs.
A small set of red fishscales lies here.
A skirt woven of reed lies here.
The tattered remains of a book lies exposed to the elements here.
Some red dragon scales lie on the ground.
Someone has foolishly dropped a ace of spades here!
A wristband lies here.
A gem encrusted gold band lies here.
A small pair of eyes rolls about here.
An ancient wedding band of dwarven craftsmanship has been left here.
A tooth from a very large lion lies here.
A durable alchemist sack lies here.
A leather horse harnes lies here.
A chipped jade ring lies here.
A faded suit of obsidian platemail rests upon the gloomy ground.
Someone has left a small skiff here
A strange looking staff has been left here.
a snakeskin belt has been left here.
A crucifix earring made of marble lays here.
A piece of batskin has been tossed here.
A totem bearing the mark of the tempest has been left here.
An unwanted tusk waits for a new owner here.
A spellbook lies here, discarded.
A small bottle sits on the ground here.
A circular marble piece lays here.
Some ash lies here.
Some rotting meat is here, smelling up the room.
A jester's horn lies here, unappreciated and unplayed. (illuminating)
A grey wormhide lies here.
A piece of fuzzy green fungus is growing here.
A forgotten lock of hair rests here.
An egg lies here, chickenless.
A burnt quiver covered in ash lies here.
A black leather skin has been tossed here.
A purple fungus rests upon the ground here.
The shadow badge lies here.
A plain brown book is on the floor here.
A giant bat lies here, ready to eat.
A crusty loincloth lies here forgotten, and by the way it reeks it'll stay that way.
An ancient longbow of the elves lays here.
An ancient book has been left here to suffer the ravages of time. (glowing)
A phallus, which has been sliced off, is laying here.
A jacket made from goatskin lies here.
A small red lobster is resting here.
An obsidian and steel goblet has been tossed here.
[2] A stringer filled with various river fish lies here.
A big red balloon floats here
A relatively small turd lies here.
Some plain leather boots have been discarded here.

< 130h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
I really don't see how you can close anything there.

< 130h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 130h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in a Quiet Alleyway
Obvious exits: -E -S -W

< 130h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
A Noble's Home
Obvious exits: -W
An ironbound chest rests here.
A woman noble struts around here, her pert little ass in the air.
A noble is standing here, a pretentious look upon his face.

< 131h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 131h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 131h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in a Quiet Alleyway
Obvious exits: -E -S -W

< 131h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in the Grand Tharnadian Way
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
The corpse of a Human is lying here.
A large wandering dog is here, growling at you.
A street sweeper is cleaning here, singing songs of labor.

< 131h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in the Grand Tharnadian Way
Obvious exits: -N -W
A young man in leather armor seems to be patrolling the walls.
A young cleric is standing here, smiling at you warmly.

< 131h/354H 180v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 131h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 131h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
A Bend in the Grand Tharnadian Way
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
The corpse of a Human is lying here.
A large wandering dog is here, growling at you.
A street sweeper is cleaning here, singing songs of labor.

< 131h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
The Grand Tharnadian Way
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
A long steel sword is here in the dirt.
A young man in leather armor seems to be patrolling the walls.

< 131h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
The Grand Tharnadian Way
Obvious exits: -N -E -W
A peasant farmer is here from his farmstead, probably on business.
A young man in leather armor seems to be patrolling the area.
A large wandering dog is here, growling at you.
A peasant farmer is here from his farmstead, probably on business.

< 132h/354H 180v/183V Pos: standing >
The Great Fountain of Tharnadia
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
The large bronze cannon sits here, detailed dwarven inscriptions running the length of the barrel.
A barrel with a large tap, lies upon its side.
A cudgel has been dropped here.
[3] A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
[4] A steel short sword lies discarded here.
[5] A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
[3] A two-handed sword, nearly six feet in length, lies here.
[3] A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[5] A large wooden torch has been discarded here.
[10] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
[4] A steel long sword has been left here.
A swirling rift shifts and howls here.
A swirling rift shifts and howls here.
A shingle hangs over the door to the south.
Before you stands a huge board containing news and feedback.
An onyx plaque can be seen written on the fountain.
A beautifully sculpted ivory fountain rests here.
A Kobold (small) (HardCore) is sprawled out, resting.
A street sweeper is cleaning here, singing songs of labor.
The Tharnadian Quartermaster stands here.
The town crier is standing here, eagerly awaiting to perform his duties.

< 132h/354H 179v/183V Pos: standing >
The Ogre's Foot Lounge
Obvious exits: -N -U -D
A small pile of coins lies here.
The corpse of a Githzerai is lying here.
A large stone warhammer has been dropped here.
A soft leather jacket has been discarded here.
[14] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
[6] A large wooden torch has been discarded here.
[3] A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[3] A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
[3] A two-handed sword, nearly six feet in length, lies here.
[3] A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
[3] A steel short sword lies discarded here.
[3] A steel long sword has been left here.
[3] A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A large portal leading to the arena floats here. (glowing)
A stone hearth is set in the wall.
A mighty board stands here held up by great swords reading 'Flame Board.'

< 132h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
The Great Fountain of Tharnadia
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
The large bronze cannon sits here, detailed dwarven inscriptions running the length of the barrel.
A barrel with a large tap, lies upon its side.
A cudgel has been dropped here.
[3] A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
[4] A steel short sword lies discarded here.
[5] A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
[3] A two-handed sword, nearly six feet in length, lies here.
[3] A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[5] A large wooden torch has been discarded here.
[10] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
[4] A steel long sword has been left here.
A swirling rift shifts and howls here.
A swirling rift shifts and howls here.
A shingle hangs over the door to the south.
Before you stands a huge board containing news and feedback.
An onyx plaque can be seen written on the fountain.
A beautifully sculpted ivory fountain rests here.
A Kobold (small) (HardCore) is sprawled out, resting.
A street sweeper is cleaning here, singing songs of labor.
The Tharnadian Quartermaster stands here.
The town crier is standing here, eagerly awaiting to perform his duties.

< 132h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
You begin to focus your will...

< 133h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
Casting: death field **

< 133h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
Casting: death field *

< 133h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
Focusing your mind, you bend reality a bit more easily...
Your mental manipulations become a reality...
You send out a wave of psionic death!
[Damage: 66 ] [Damage: 12 ] A street sweeper's body shivers and falls lifeless as a wave of death reaches him.
A street sweeper is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
The unmistakable scent of fresh blood can be smelled as a street sweeper dies in agony.
[Damage: 13 ] The Tharnadian Quartermaster's body shivers and falls lifeless as a wave of death reaches him.
The Tharnadian Quartermaster is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
A look of horror and a silent scream are the Tharnadian Quartermaster's last actions in this world.
[Damage: 20 ] The town crier's body shivers and falls lifeless as a wave of death reaches him.
The town crier is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
The smell of fresh blood enters your body, infusing you with power!
A look of horror and a silent scream are the town crier's last actions in this world.

< 133h/354H 182v/183V Pos: standing >
You begin to focus your will...

< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
You dodge a Kobold's vicious attack.

< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
Casting: death field **

< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
A militia guard enters from the west.

< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
Casting: death field *

< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
Your mental manipulations become a reality...
You send out a wave of psionic death!
[Damage: 13 ] A militia guard's body shivers and falls lifeless as a wave of death reaches him.
A militia guard is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
The last gasps of a militia guard cause a sickening chill to run up your spine.
[Damage: 66 ] 
< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
A Kobold misses you.

< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
< T: Xod TP: sta TC: nasty wounds E: A Kobold ass EP:  nasty wounds >
 [Damage:  2 ] Your fine punch grazes a Kobold.
Someone drops the corpse of Xod.

< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
< T: Xod TP: sta TC: nasty wounds E: A Kobold ass EP:  nasty wounds >
 You dodge a Kobold's vicious attack.

< 134h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
< T: Xod TP: sta TC: nasty wounds E: A Kobold ass EP:  nasty wounds >
 Someone completes his spell...
Someone utters the word 'candusgjfcandusqh'
You howl in pain as your soul leaves your body to return to your corpse.
You are extremely tired after being resurrected!

< 354h/354H 0v/183V Pos: standing >
Who should the spell be cast upon?  You must specify a target!

< 354h/354H 1v/183V Pos: standing >
You attempt to flee...
The Ogre's Foot Lounge
Obvious exits: -N -U -D
A small pile of coins lies here.
The corpse of a Githzerai is lying here.
A large stone warhammer has been dropped here.
A soft leather jacket has been discarded here.
[14] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
[6] A large wooden torch has been discarded here.
[3] A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[3] A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
[3] A two-handed sword, nearly six feet in length, lies here.
[3] A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
[3] A steel short sword lies discarded here.
[3] A steel long sword has been left here.
[3] A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A large portal leading to the arena floats here. (glowing)
A stone hearth is set in the wall.
A mighty board stands here held up by great swords reading 'Flame Board.'
You flee southward!

< 354h/354H 0v/183V Pos: standing >
The Great Fountain of Tharnadia
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
A few drops of fresh blood are scattered around the area.
The corpse of a militia guard is lying here.
The corpse of the town crier is lying here.
The corpse of the Tharnadian Quartermaster is lying here.
The corpse of a street sweeper is lying here.
The large bronze cannon sits here, detailed dwarven inscriptions running the length of the barrel.
A barrel with a large tap, lies upon its side.
A cudgel has been dropped here.
[3] A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
[4] A steel short sword lies discarded here.
[5] A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
[3] A two-handed sword, nearly six feet in length, lies here.
[3] A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[5] A large wooden torch has been discarded here.
[10] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
[4] A steel long sword has been left here.
A swirling rift shifts and howls here.
A swirling rift shifts and howls here.
A shingle hangs over the door to the south.
Before you stands a huge board containing news and feedback.
An onyx plaque can be seen written on the fountain.
A beautifully sculpted ivory fountain rests here.
A Kobold (small) (HardCore) is lying here.

< 354h/354H 10v/183V Pos: standing >
You failed.

< 354h/354H 19v/183V Pos: standing >
You boggle at that concept.

< 354h/354H 25v/183V Pos: standing >
Pardon?

< 354h/354H 29v/183V Pos: standing >
You sit down and relax.

< 354h/354H 34v/183V Pos: sitting >
You feel completely aligned with your spirit as you sink in meditation...

< 354h/354H 36v/183V Pos: sitting >
A stray dog enters from the east.

< 354h/354H 96v/183V Pos: sitting >
The sun hangs low on the southern sky.

< 354h/354H 104v/183V Pos: sitting >

< 354h/354H 131v/183V Pos: sitting >
You stop meditating.
You see nothing special about him.
This Kobold has some big nasty wounds and scratches.
He's small in size.

<worn around neck>   a green and blue silk scarf
<worn about body>    a masterly-crafted steel bodycloak
<worn on tail>       a drow-made stone tail protector
<worn about waist>   a belt of elven scalps [63%]
<worn around wrist>  a drow-made hemp wristguard
<worn on hands>      some twisted limestone gauntlets from Domain of Lost Souls
<worn on finger>     a shiny ring of the faeries (glowing)
<held>               a spellbook
<held>               a quill [88%]

< 354h/354H 139v/183V Pos: sitting >
You feel completely aligned with your spirit as you sink in meditation...

< 354h/354H 146v/183V Pos: sitting >
You stop meditating.
You clamber to your feet.

< 354h/354H 161v/183V Pos: standing >
You begin to focus your will...

< 354h/354H 171v/183V Pos: standing >
Casting: psychic crush *

< 354h/354H 174v/183V Pos: standing >
Casting: psychic crush 

< 354h/354H 176v/183V Pos: standing >
Focusing your mind, you bend reality a bit more easily...
Your mental manipulations become a reality...
A Kobold suddenly clutches their head, as if trying to shrug off some unknown malady.
[Damage: 99 ] A Kobold's eyes briefly cloud over as his entire psyche is wracked with wonderfully intense pain.

< 354h/354H 177v/183V Pos: standing >
You begin to focus your will...

< 354h/354H 180v/183V Pos: standing >
A militia guard enters from the west.

< 354h/354H 181v/183V Pos: standing >
Casting: psychic crush *

< 354h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
You dodge a Kobold's vicious attack.

< 354h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
Casting: psychic crush 

< 354h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
Your mental manipulations become a reality...
[Damage: 98 ] A Kobold's eyes briefly cloud over as his entire psyche is wracked with wonderfully intense pain.

< 354h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
You begin to focus your will...
Focusing your mind, you bend reality a lot more easily...

< 354h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
It's cool out here.

< 354h/354H 183v/183V Pos: standing >
Your mental manipulations become a reality...
[Damage: 42 ] A Kobold crumples to the ground, blood seeping from his ears as your psychic crush tears his mind to pieces.
A Kobold's masterly-crafted steel bodycloak shattered in bits as the tortured body spasms and quivers!
A Kobold is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
The smell of fresh blood enters your body, infusing you with power!