The death of [ 1 Monk] Phteven (Orc)

in The South Gates of the Shady Grove

from the perspective of [ 1 Monk] Phteven (Orc)

<worn on head>       a whisper-thin helm
<worn on body>       a set of loose fitting robes
<worn about body>    a hard leather cloak
<worn about waist>   a thin leather belt
<worn on arms>       a set of loose fitting sleeves
<held as shield>     a small round wooden shield
<worn on hands>      a pair of brown leather gloves
<held>               a bag made from sewn skunk skin
<worn on legs>       a set of loose fitting leggings
<worn on feet>       some thin leather sandals

The Inn of the Shady Grove
Obvious exits: -E -S
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 long sword has been left here.
A steel short sword lies discarded here.
A long steel sword is here in the dirt.
A steel dagger about a foot in length lies here.
A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
A durable looking footman's flail lies discarded here.
A large black leather whip lies coiled here.
A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
A large two-handed sword has been left here.
A large two-handed sword has been left here.
A great flail has been carelessly left here.
[14] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.

< 1h/25H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
The Bar of Dancing Flame
Obvious exits: -N -D
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
The corpse of an orcish thief is lying here.
A pair of unwanted leggings collects in the rubble here.
An unwanted pendant sits on the floor here.
A mighty board stands here held up by great swords reading 'Flame Board.'
(Q)Ixie, the bartender, stands behind the counter ready to serve you.
A dancing elven girl dances along her way through the bar.

< 1h/25H 112v/113V Pos: standing >
A Small Side Street of the Grove
Obvious exits: -E -U
A few drops of fresh blood are scattered around the area.
A black hooded orc stands here in the shadow.

< 1h/25H 111v/113V Pos: standing >
A Small Side Street of the Grove
Obvious exits: -E -W
Fresh blood splatters cover the area.
An orcish merchant is standing here completing his next transaction.

< 1h/25H 110v/113V Pos: standing >
The Path of the Damned
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
Fresh blood covers everything in the area.
A prong-horned antelope stands here.
A thick-haired buffalo stands here.
A prong-horned antelope stands here.
An orcish shaman is here practicing a new spell.
The grinning bobcat hungrily peers through the area.
Running about town, this female orc is restocking her low supplies.

< 1h/25H 109v/113V Pos: standing >
The Path of the Damned
Obvious exits: -N -E -S

< 1h/25H 108v/113V Pos: standing >
The Path of the Damned
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
An orcish shaman is here practicing a new spell.

< 1h/25H 107v/113V Pos: standing >
The Path of the Damned
Obvious exits: -N -E -S
Fresh blood splatters cover the area.
An orc guard of the Black Order is here watching your every action.

< 1h/25H 107v/113V Pos: standing >
The Path of the Damned
Obvious exits: -N -E -S -W
The corpse of ghizyon is lying here.
[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 long sword has been left here.
A steel short sword lies discarded here.
A long steel sword is here in the dirt.
A steel dagger about a foot in length lies here.
A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
A durable looking footman's flail lies discarded here.
A large black leather whip lies coiled here.
A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
A large two-handed sword has been left here.
A large two-handed sword has been left here.
A great flail has been carelessly left here.
A small collar collects among the rubble on the ground.

< 1h/25H 106v/113V Pos: standing >
You quickly scan the area.
An orcish guard who is close by to your north.
An orcish shaman who is not far off to your north.
A prong-horned antelope who is rather far off to your north.
A thick-haired buffalo who is rather far off to your north.
A prong-horned antelope who is rather far off to your north.
An orcish shaman who is rather far off to your north.
A female orc who is rather far off to your north.
A stray dog who is in the distance to your north.
An orcish elite bank guard who is close by to your east.
An orcish elite bank guard who is close by to your east.
A Githzerai who is close by to your south.
The orc gate guard who is close by to your south.
The orc gate guard who is close by to your south.
A young orc sentinel who is close by to your south.
An orcish street sweeper who is close by to your west.

< 1h/25H 106v/113V Pos: standing >
A true martial artist would know his opponent for certain before striking.

< 1h/25H 106v/113V Pos: standing >
You are not a member of any associations.

< 1h/25H 107v/113V Pos: standing >
The South Gates of the Shady Grove
Obvious exits: -N -E -W -D
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
The corpse of a young orc sentinel is lying here.
The corpse of an orcish warrior is lying here.
The corpse of an Orc is lying here.
The corpse of a young orc sentinel is lying here.
A pair of unwanted leggings collects in the rubble here.
A crafting recipe lies here collecting dust.
The orc gate guard sits here, fighting someone.
The orc gate guard crouches here, fighting someone.
A young orc sentinel stands here, fighting someone.

< 1h/25H 107v/113V Pos: standing >
A stern look appears on someone's face, and he rushes to extinguish the evil being!
A Githzerai snaps into visibility.
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 1h/25H 107v/113V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .

< 2h/25H 108v/113V Pos: standing >
[Damage:  8 ] WHAP!  For a moment, you feel just like a dragon must as you punch a Githzerai.
A Githzerai snaps into visibility.
You ignite into black flames as you hit a Githzerai!
Your blood rushes out of your veins, as you slowly run out of life.
Blood pours from your many serious wounds and your strength fails.
You realize this may have been your last battle, and prepare for oblivion.

< -10h/25H 108v/113V Pos: on your ass >

< -10h/25H 108v/113V Pos: on your ass >