<worn on head> a bronze skull cap
<worn on face> a stitched mask of flesh
<worn around neck> a tattered dwarfskin collar
<worn around neck> a tattered dwarfskin collar
<worn on body> a suit of spiked leather armor
<worn about body> a hard leather cloak
<worn about waist> a belt made from assorted skins
<held as shield> a small round wooden shield
<worn around wrist> a thick spiked leather bracer
<worn around wrist> a thick spiked leather bracer
<worn on hands> some thick leather gloves
<primary weapon> a great flail
<worn on feet> a pair of studded leather boots
A Fiery Pit
Obvious exits: None!
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
[5] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
A sturdy looking wooden club has been left here.
A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A steel dagger about a foot in length lies here.
A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
An amber-colored metallic rod lies here.
A spellbook has been tossed aside here.
A small leather-bound book lies here.
A small collection of blood fills a crack in the ground here.
Rawrgg (Troll)(large) stands here.
< 1h/2118H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
You will not load with newbie EQ when you die.
< 1h/2118H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
You do not seem to have the 'lal'.
< 1h/2118H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
< 1h/2118H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
You shrug into a suit of spiked leather armor.
You clasp a belt made from assorted skins around your waist.
You pull some thick leather gloves onto your hands.
You place a pair of studded leather boots on your feet.
You don a bronze skull cap on your head.
You strap a small round wooden shield to your arm.
You place a thick spiked leather bracer around your left wrist.
You place a thick spiked leather bracer around your right wrist.
You duck your head and place a tattered dwarfskin collar around your neck.
You duck your head and place a tattered dwarfskin collar around your neck.
You cover your face with a stitched mask of flesh.
You wear a hard leather cloak about your body.
You wield a great flail.
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.
Norabi has returned from the dead.
< 1h/2118H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
Your instincts force you into a BloodLust!
< 1h/2118H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
Someone demands your presence NOW!
<map>
Zone: Vella's Bordello.
Room: Vella's Room of Seduction
</map>
Vella's Room of Seduction
Obvious exits: -S
Keltom (Orc)(medium) stands here.
A Halfling (small) stands in mid-air here. (Non-Fraggable)
A Barbarian (large) sits resting.
A Halfling (small) sits resting.
A Barbarian (large) stands here.
Prutt (Troll)(large) stands here.
Disil (Troll)(large) stands in mid-air here.
An impenetrable globe of darkness floats near Disil's head.
A Gnome (small) Embarrassed by Tharnadian Mercenaries stands here.
A Githzerai (medium) stands here. (Non-Fraggable)
A Halfling (small) stands here. (Non-Fraggable)
Duadribli (Drider)(large) stands here.
A Halfling (small) stands in mid-air here.
A brightly glowing torch floats near a Halfling's head. (Illuminating)
Orthian (Duergar)(medium) stands here.
A topless prostitute is here, showing you her stuff.
Vella, the great slut, is here strutting her stuff.
Norabi arrives from a puff of smoke.
A Minotaur arrives from a puff of smoke.
A Human arrives from a puff of smoke.
Rawrgg arrives from a puff of smoke.
Someone arrives from a puff of smoke.
< 168h/2285H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
Tilias snaps into visibility.
Tilias places the granite dagger 'BloodFeast' in the back of a Halfling, resulting in some strange noises and some blood.
A Halfling is dead! R.I.P.
A Halfling's death cry reverberates in your head as he falls to the ground.
< 168h/2285H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
Rawrgg's face turns pale as a Barbarian slams his head into his face.
Rawrgg is dead! R.I.P.
A look of horror and a silent scream are Rawrgg's last actions in this world.
< 168h/2285H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
A Barbarian is disrupted from meditation.
A Barbarian snaps out of his trance, looking frustrated.
< 168h/2285H 177v/177V Pos: standing >
A Centaur snaps into visibility.
A Barbarian clambers to his feet.
You madly swing your weapon around, trying to hit all of your opponents...
A Centaur snaps into visibility.
[Damage: 1 ] A Centaur snaps into visibility.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
[Damage: 19 ] A Human, looking very frustrated, packs up his holy symbol.
A halo of white light descends upon a Human burning your soul.
[Damage: 10 ] [Damage: 12 ] Norabi 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 Norabi's last actions in this world.
[Damage: 12 ] [Damage: 17 ] Your attack glances off of a Centaur's stone hide!
[Damage: 1 ] Sparks... flashing lights... you cannot concentrate!
You score a DEVASTATING HIT!!!!!
You follow up your whip with a surprise attack!
Tilias snaps into visibility.
[Damage: 7 ] [Damage: 12 ] [Damage: 11 ] A Dwarf snaps into visibility.
[Damage: 1 ] [Damage: 14 ] A Gnome is dead! R.I.P.
You receive your share of experience.
The smell of fresh blood enters your body, infusing you with power!