The death of [ 1 Shaman] Omdrow (Drow Elf)

in The Tavern of the Decapitated Dwarves

from the perspective of [ 1 Shaman] Omdrow (Drow Elf)

<worn on head>       a smelly fur hat
<worn on body>       a suit of smelly animal furs
<worn about body>    a soft skin cloak
<worn about waist>   an elfskin belt
<held as shield>     a small round wooden shield
<worn on hands>      a pair of brown leather gloves
<primary weapon>     a large stone warhammer
<worn on feet>       a pair of fur boots

The Tavern of the Decapitated Dwarves
   Long ago, before the fall of House Llzazan to the combined Houses of
Arachdrathos, this portion of the Llzazan Caverns was the site of a great
battle, where Drow and Dwarf clashed over rich Durithalite deposits in
the area. It was where this tavern now stands, that a contingent of Llzazan
house nobles captured and executed a large band of Dwarven prisoners.
Fourteen skulls are bolted to the west wall of this taverrn, directly above
the bar. These fourteen skulls are the decapitated heads of the Dwarves the
Llzazan Nobles siezed on that day. This odd shrine to drow battle prowess
makes the Tavern of the Decapitated Dwarves one of the few sources of pride
for the downtrodden people of the Llzazan Ghetto.
Obvious exits: -East  -South
A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
An amber-colored metallic rod lies here.
A steel long sword has been left here.
A steel short sword lies discarded here.
A large stone warhammer has been dropped here.
[15] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
[3] A sturdy looking wooden club has been left here.
[3] A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[3] A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
[3] A small leather-bound book lies here.
a satchel used to hold various items lies here.
[2] A long steel sword is here in the dirt.
[3] A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
A black velvet covered book lies discarded here.
[3] A steel dagger about a foot in length lies here.
You shrug into a suit of smelly animal furs.
You clasp an elfskin belt around your waist.
You pull a pair of brown leather gloves onto your hands.
You place a pair of fur boots on your feet.
You don a smelly fur hat on your head.
You strap a small round wooden shield to your arm.
You wear a soft skin cloak about your body.
You wield a large stone warhammer.
You need at least one free hand to wield anything.
You need at least one free hand to wield anything.
You need at least one free hand to wield anything.
Your hands are full.
You will no longer automatically 'wear all' when you enter the game once you reach level 3.

< 17h/17H 120v/120V Pos: standing >
You may not use this command until level two.

< 17h/17H 120v/120V Pos: standing >

< 17h/17H 120v/120V Pos: standing >
You have ranked up to Serf.

< 17h/17H 120v/120V Pos: standing >
Hint: Things in your inventory weighing you down?  Wearing or holding your containers may ease the load.

< 17h/17H 120v/120V Pos: standing >
A Githzerai rides in on a beautiful pegasus from the east.

< 17h/17H 120v/120V Pos: standing >
A Centaur snaps into visibility.

< 17h/17H 120v/120V Pos: standing >
With great strength someone thrusts Tsunami, the trident of storms deep into the ground as he invokes the name of Poseidon.

< 17h/17H 120v/120V Pos: standing >
A halo of white light descends upon a Githzerai burning your soul.
A beautiful pegasus's hooves crash into you with a stunning force!
YIKES!  Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
The world starts spinning, and your ears are ringing!
You are knocked to the ground!

< -1h/17H 120v/120V Pos: sitting >
A Centaur completes his spell...
A Centaur utters the word 'sunray'
You have been blinded!
Someone unleashes light in a focused, searing ray at you!