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(581 hits. Posted 2021/08/18)
First of April 2020 if file info is correct.

##
## I dont think this been posted?
## Nothing fancy but due lack of
## logs I'll put this up. Think 
## Verien had located pukes WC
## and Snul had died before?
##


*( c HP:Fine>cast n 'cure serious' 
You start to concentrate...

Vėrien quietly scouts northwards...

Vėrien stops scouting northwards.

You begin to see scars fade away and a feeling of health comes over you.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>sc
183/222 hits, 110/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.
Dong tells the group 'i flee and quyak '

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>
Vėrien tells the group 'risk it'

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>
Vėrien quietly scouts northwards...

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>
Vėrien stops scouting northwards.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>stat

Vėrien tells the group 'ok'

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>

##
## Dong is preparing himself
## for a hero's charge.
##

The earth trembles and shivers.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>sc

Vėrien quietly scouts northwards...

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>
185/222 hits, 112/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>
You hear a death cry from the north.

The earth trembles and shivers.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>sc
186/222 hits, 112/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.
Vėrien stops scouting northwards.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>scout n
You quietly scout northwards...

sc
The earth trembles and shivers.
Inside a Ruined Tower
Traces of intense red and pale white tones form the aura of this place.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
A pack horse is sitting here.
A pack horse is sitting here.
A pony is sitting here.
A mother eagle is sleeping here.
A mother eagle is sleeping here.
The shadowy wight of a bodyguard stands here.
The shadowy wight of a bodyguard stands here.
A pack horse (MIN) is sitting here.
A mother eagle (ONE) is standing here.
Exits/emulated: {north}, south, east.

cast n 'armour'
You stop scouting.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>
187/222 hits, 113/125 mana, and 116/117 moves.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Burning>
You start to concentrate...

Vėrien quietly scouts northwards...

An animated skeleton has arrived from the south.

Your magic armour is revitalised.
[UP] ARMOUR [UP]

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
You hear a death cry from the north.

##
## Goodbye friend!
##

Vėrien stops scouting northwards.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
Vėrien says 'go'

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
Vėrien says 'quake em'

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>sc
190/222 hits, 86/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>sc
190/222 hits, 86/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>get purplescroll backpack
recite purplescroll 
You get a purple scroll from a leather backpack.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
You start reciting a purple scroll.

Vėrien sits down and rests.

cha spellcast n
Spellcasting set to: NORMAL
An animated skeleton tries to hit Vėrien, but she parries successfully.

You recite a purple scroll which dissolves.
Your eyes tingle.
You start glowing.
[UP] SANC [UP]
Vėrien tries to slash an animated skeleton, but it parries successfully.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>Ok.
Vėrien panics, and attempts to flee.
Vėrien leaves north.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>sc
192/222 hits, 88/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
Vėrien has arrived from the north.

*( c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>n
Inside a Ruined Tower
Traces of intense red and pale white tones form the aura of this place.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A large warhorse is standing here, clad in mail.
A pack horse is sitting here.
A pack horse is sitting here.
A pony is sitting here.
A mother eagle is sleeping here.
A mother eagle is sleeping here.
A pack horse (MIN) is sitting here.
A mother eagle (ONE) is standing here.
Exits: (south), up, down.

![ c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>d
Stairs to the Cellar
Exits: up, down.
A mother eagle (ONE) has arrived from above.
The stairway has collapsed! Only a small ledge now remains.
Losing your balance, you fall off the collapsed stairs!

##
## About time to highlight this
## 

Ruined Cellar
There is a sense of death and decay down in this tower's cellar that comes from
more than just the remains of barrels and sacks that once held fresh supplies.
Not a single ray of light reaches this place making it extremely difficult to
see just what is here. The air is stale and the surroundings dismal. Those that
find themselves here want to leave this evil place but might hesitate, afraid
to risk the stairs.
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A mother eagle flies high above, looking for prey.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf*, wielding a black runed dagger, is standing here (glowing).
- PK: ON
*Pride the Noldorin Elf*, wielding a double edged eket, is here, fighting a shadow (glowing).
A huge stone giant is here, glaring at you.
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* is standing here giggling.
A pack horse is sitting here.
A shadow is here, fighting *Pride the Noldorin Elf*.
Exits/emulated: up, down.

![ c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>d
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
stand

![ c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* begins some strange incantations...
You stand up.

![ c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>look
cast NORMAL 'earthquake'

Ruined Cellar
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A mother eagle flies high above, looking for prey.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* is standing here (glowing).
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* is here, fighting a shadow (glowing).
A huge stone giant is here, glaring at you.
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* is standing here trying to concentrate.
A pack horse is sitting here.
A shadow is here, fighting *Pride the Noldorin Elf*.
Exits/emulated: up.

![ c HP:Fine Mana:Hot>
You quickly recall your stored spell...

*Pride the Noldorin Elf* drops a white pair of metal greaves.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* drops a fine metal breastplate.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* drops a great helm.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* drops a pair of plate greaves.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* drops a crimson pair of metal gauntlets.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* drops a fine pair of metal vambraces.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* drops a metal wall shield.

A shadow barely hits *Pride the Noldorin Elf*'s right foot and tickles it.

cast NORMAL 'earthquake'
The earth trembles beneath your feet!
You feel more exposed.
[DOWN] SHROUD (18:57) [DOWN]
A mother eagle is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
You receive your share of experience.
Well, you begin to know this creature's anatomy.
You hear a pack horse's death cry as he collapses.
A pack horse is dead! R.I.P.
Some debris falls on you from above.
A huge stone giant says 'OSlyryuurkszrttrksdrboHwsfwkllmrrzrkn!'
You pierce a mother eagle's body extremely hard and shatter it.
You receive your share of experience.
It's really not interesting anymore! 
You hear a mother eagle's death cry as she collapses.
A mother eagle is dead! R.I.P.

![ c HP:Fine Mana:Hot *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Fine>
You quickly recall your stored spell...
A huge stone giant lightly cleaves your head and tickles it.

*Taramikir the Half-Elf* tries to pierce you, but your parry is successful.
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* barely hits your body and tickles it.

cast NORMAL 'earthquake'
The earth trembles beneath your feet!
A huge stone giant is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
Some debris falls on you from above.

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Hot *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Hurt>
You quickly recall your stored spell...

*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...

cast NORMAL 'earthquake'
The earth trembles beneath your feet!
You receive your share of experience.
It's really not interesting anymore! 
You hear a huge stone giant's death cry as he collapses.
A huge stone giant is dead! R.I.P.
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* barely hits your body and tickles it.

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Warm *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Hurt>
You quickly recall your stored spell...
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* issues the order 'assist'.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* gets a pile of coins from the corpse of a huge stone giant.

*Taramikir the Half-Elf* tries to pierce you, but your parry is successful.

*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...

The earth trembles beneath your feet!
A shadow is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* is mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* swiftly dodges your attempt to pierce him.

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded>cast NORMAL 'earthquake'
You start to concentrate...

*Taramikir the Half-Elf* utters the word 'fireball'
*Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s fireball completely envelops you, causing infernal pain.
Argh! You cannot concentrate any more...

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded>
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* makes your evil soul suffer with his goodness.

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* tries to pierce you, but your parry is successful.

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded>
You try to pierce *Taramikir the Half-Elf*, but he parries successfully.

![ c HP:Hurt Mana:Cold *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded>cha spellcast fast
Spellcasting set to: FAST
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...
Ok.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* utters the words 'eugszr zzur'
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* makes your evil soul suffer with his goodness.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded>
You flee head over heels.
You flee up.
Stairs to the Cellar
A mother eagle (ONE) is standing here.
Exits: up, down.
You hear a death cry from below.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>cast 'shocking' 
Who should the spell be cast upon?
The stairway has collapsed! Only a small ledge now remains.
A mother eagle (ONE) loses her balance and falls!
Losing your balance, you fall off the collapsed stairs!
Ruined Cellar
There is a sense of death and decay down in this tower's cellar that comes from
more than just the remains of barrels and sacks that once held fresh supplies.
Not a single ray of light reaches this place making it extremely difficult to
see just what is here. The air is stale and the surroundings dismal. Those that
find themselves here want to leave this evil place but might hesitate, afraid
to risk the stairs.
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of a huge stone giant is lying here.
The corpse of a mother eagle is lying here.
The corpse of a pack horse is lying here.
A metal wall shield rests on the ground.
A fine pair of metal vambraces lies here.
A crimson pair of metal gauntlets are lying here.
A pair of plate greaves are lying here.
A large, closed face helm lies on the ground.
A fine metal breastplate is on the ground.
A white pair of greaves are lying here.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf*, wielding a black runed dagger, is standing here (glowing).
*Pride the Noldorin Elf*, wielding a double edged eket, is standing here (glowing).
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* is lying here, mortally wounded.
A mother eagle (ONE) is sitting here.
Exits/emulated: up, down.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
A mother eagle (ONE) stands up.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>narrate d
Ok.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>narrate d
Ok.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>flee
u
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
stand
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* utters the word 'armour'

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
stand

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
You stand up.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
You are already standing.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...
A mother eagle (ONE) barely hits *Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s head and tickles it.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* tries to pierce a mother eagle (ONE), but she parries successfully.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
Alas, not enough mana flows through you...

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>spjn
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* issues the order 'assist'.
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>get pipe backpack
rest
cha linkdrop 0
wield pipe
smoke pipe
stand
wield runed
You get a wooden pipe from a leather backpack.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* swiftly dodges a mother eagle (ONE)'s attempt to hit him.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
You sit down and rest your tired bones.
A mother eagle (ONE) swiftly dodges *Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s attempt to pierce her.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
Ok.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>get cup backpack
quaff cup
You stop using a black runed dagger.
You hold a wooden pipe.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Cold>
Aahhh. Good Old Toby's!
You feel focused.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* issues the order 'assist'.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>look
You stop resting and stand up.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
You stop using a wooden pipe.
You awkwardly wield a black runed dagger, ready to defend yourself.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>sc
You can't find a cup in the backpack.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
You don't have a cup.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
Ruined Cellar
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of a huge stone giant is lying here.
The corpse of a mother eagle is lying here.
The corpse of a pack horse is lying here.
A metal wall shield rests on the ground.
A fine pair of metal vambraces lies here.
A crimson pair of metal gauntlets are lying here.
A pair of plate greaves are lying here.
A large, closed face helm lies on the ground.
A fine metal breastplate is on the ground.
A white pair of greaves are lying here.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* is here, fighting a mother eagle (ONE) (glowing).
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* is standing here (glowing).
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* is lying here, mortally wounded.
A mother eagle (ONE) is here, fighting *Taramikir the Half-Elf*.
Exits/emulated: up.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* sits down and rests.
61/222 hits, 38/125 mana, and 116/117 moves.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>reveal q
You begin to search...

##
## Yes I am diagnosed with reveal tics.
##

*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* swiftly dodges a mother eagle (ONE)'s attempt to hit him.

You didn't find anyone.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* utters the word 'earthquake'
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* makes the earth tremble and shiver.
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* stops following *Taramikir the Half-Elf*.

##
## Yeah great idea 3v1 quake and
## kill your allies, I approve
## cause I dont have the mana for it!
##


You hear *Alera the Noldorin Elf*'s death cry as she collapses.
*Alera the Noldorin Elf* has drawn her last breath! R.I.P.
A shadow slowly rises above the corpse of *Alera the Noldorin Elf*.
You feel less protected.
[DOWN] ARMOUR [DOWN]
You are wracked with overwhelming PAIN!
You fall, and hit yourself!
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.

![ c HP:Bad Mana:Warm *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded a mother eagle (ONE):Hurt>
A mother eagle (ONE) swiftly dodges *Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s attempt to pierce her.

![ c HP:Bad Mana:Warm *Taramikir the Half-Elf*:Wounded a mother eagle (ONE):Hurt>
You flee head over heels.
You flee up.
Stairs to the Cellar
Exits: up, down.

![ c HP:Bad Mana:Warm>hit alera
They aren't here.
The stairway has collapsed! Only a small ledge now remains.
Losing your balance, you fall off the collapsed stairs!
Ruined Cellar
There is a sense of death and decay down in this tower's cellar that comes from
more than just the remains of barrels and sacks that once held fresh supplies.
Not a single ray of light reaches this place making it extremely difficult to
see just what is here. The air is stale and the surroundings dismal. Those that
find themselves here want to leave this evil place but might hesitate, afraid
to risk the stairs.
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of a huge stone giant is lying here.
The corpse of a mother eagle is lying here.
The corpse of a pack horse is lying here.
A metal wall shield rests on the ground.
A fine pair of metal vambraces lies here.
A crimson pair of metal gauntlets are lying here.
A pair of plate greaves are lying here.
A large, closed face helm lies on the ground.
A fine metal breastplate is on the ground.
A white pair of greaves are lying here.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf*, wielding a black runed dagger, is here, fighting a mother eagle (ONE) (glowing).
*Pride the Noldorin Elf*, wielding a double edged eket, is lying here, incapacitated (glowing).
A mother eagle (ONE) is here, fighting *Taramikir the Half-Elf*.
The shadow of *an Elf* is floating here.
Exits/emulated: up, down.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
A mother eagle (ONE) swiftly dodges *Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s attempt to pierce her.
A mother eagle (ONE) barely hits *Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s body and tickles it.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>look
Ruined Cellar
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of a huge stone giant is lying here.
The corpse of a mother eagle is lying here.
The corpse of a pack horse is lying here.
A metal wall shield rests on the ground.
A fine pair of metal vambraces lies here.
A crimson pair of metal gauntlets are lying here.
A pair of plate greaves are lying here.
A large, closed face helm lies on the ground.
A fine metal breastplate is on the ground.
A white pair of greaves are lying here.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* is here, fighting a mother eagle (ONE) (glowing).
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* is lying here, incapacitated (glowing).
A mother eagle (ONE) is here, fighting *Taramikir the Half-Elf*.
The shadow of *an Elf* is floating here.
Exits/emulated: up.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>narrate help
Ok.

##
## Not very confident atm 
##

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>get purplescroll backpack
recite purplescroll 
You get a purple scroll from a leather backpack.
A mother eagle (ONE) lightly hits *Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s left foot.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
You start reciting a purple scroll.


![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
stand

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
You stand up.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
Vėrien narrates 'cant'
A mother eagle (ONE) barely hits *Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s right leg and tickles it.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* tries to pierce a mother eagle (ONE), but she parries successfully.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>azsu
Vėrien narrates 'nomana'

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>asu
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!

##
## Typo-king in action
##

A mother eagle (ONE) fails to hit *Taramikir the Half-Elf*.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>azsu
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>get azurescroll backpack
recite azurescroll 
You get an azure scroll from a leather backpack.

![ c HP:Awful Mana:Warm>
You start reciting an azure scroll.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* tries to pierce a mother eagle (ONE), but she parries successfully.

Vėrien narrates 'WHO ALIVE'

*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...

A mother eagle (ONE) barely hits *Taramikir the Half-Elf*'s body and tickles it.

order followers assist
You recite an azure scroll which dissolves.
You heal yourself.
A warm feeling fills your body.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
Ok.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* begins some strange incantations...

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>look
Ruined Cellar
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of a huge stone giant is lying here.
The corpse of a mother eagle is lying here.
The corpse of a pack horse is lying here.
A metal wall shield rests on the ground.
A fine pair of metal vambraces lies here.
A crimson pair of metal gauntlets are lying here.
A pair of plate greaves are lying here.
A large, closed face helm lies on the ground.
A fine metal breastplate is on the ground.
A white pair of greaves are lying here.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* is here, fighting a mother eagle (ONE) (glowing).
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* is lying here, incapacitated (glowing).
A mother eagle (ONE) is here, fighting *Taramikir the Half-Elf*.
The shadow of *an Elf* is floating here.
Exits/emulated: up.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>sc
60/222 hits, 38/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* utters the word 'hzrzsafh'
*Taramikir the Half-Elf* slowly fades out of existence.

##
## I think I was still amazed over being 
## alive still, combined with heavy
## tunnel-vision so I didnt realize that
## somehow I was winning this and just 
## burned Taramikir as I doubt that port
## was stored.
##

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>sc
60/222 hits, 38/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>a
Who do you want to assist?

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>order followers assist
Ok.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
A mother eagle (ONE) strongly hits *Pride the Noldorin Elf*'s left foot and shatters it.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
------------- NO TARGET SET -------------
a
You are too afraid.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
A mother eagle (ONE) strongly hits *Pride the Noldorin Elf*'s left arm and shatters it.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* is mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>n1w0
Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>cha wimpy 0
Wimpy set to: 0

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>a
You assist a mother eagle (ONE).
You pierce *Pride the Noldorin Elf*'s left leg extremely hard and shatter it.
Your victim is shocked by your hit!
You feel more experienced.
Yes! You're beginning to get the idea.
You hear *Pride the Noldorin Elf*'s death cry as he collapses.
*Pride the Noldorin Elf* has drawn his last breath! R.I.P.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>narrate dies
Ok.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>look
Ruined Cellar
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of a huge stone giant is lying here.
The corpse of a mother eagle is lying here.
The corpse of a pack horse is lying here.
A metal wall shield rests on the ground.
A fine pair of metal vambraces lies here.
A crimson pair of metal gauntlets are lying here.
A pair of plate greaves are lying here.
A large, closed face helm lies on the ground.
A fine metal breastplate is on the ground.
A white pair of greaves are lying here.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A mother eagle (ONE) is standing here.
The shadow of *an Elf* is floating here.
Exits/emulated: up.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>narrate all dead
Ok.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>sc
63/222 hits, 40/125 mana, and 114/117 moves.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>get all.pale all.corpse
The icy grasp of a shadow blocks your attempt!
A shadow whispers 'I won't allow the looting of my fallen body!'
You can't find any pale in any corpse.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>sc
64/222 hits, 41/125 mana, and 115/117 moves.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>sc
65/222 hits, 42/125 mana, and 116/117 moves.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>rest
You sit down and rest your tired bones.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>sc
Dong narrates 'ok so DONT ENTER they all glow atm, 3 alive'
66/222 hits, 42/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>look
Ruined Cellar
Traces of fierce red and fierce white tones form the aura of this place.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of a huge stone giant is lying here.
The corpse of a mother eagle is lying here.
The corpse of a pack horse is lying here.
A metal wall shield rests on the ground.
A fine pair of metal vambraces lies here.
A crimson pair of metal gauntlets are lying here.
A pair of plate greaves are lying here.
A large, closed face helm lies on the ground.
A fine metal breastplate is on the ground.
A white pair of greaves are lying here.
The corpse of *a Man* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
A studded leather belt has been left here.
The corpse of *an Elf* is lying here.
The corpse of *an Orc* is lying here.
A skeleton of some humanoid lies in the dust.
A mother eagle (ONE) is standing here.
The shadow of *an Elf* is floating here.
Exits/emulated: up.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>narrate tarm ported out
Ok.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
Dong narrates 'ok'

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>examine kit

A herbal kit contains some sweet-smelling dried mauve petals, some grey-green leaves, some scented crushed leaves and a cluster of hard, round, black berries.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>mix kit
You start mixing the contents of a herbal kit.

Vėrien narrates 'FOL ME OGLUk'

Dong narrates 'your damn eagle and the bodyguard'

##
## Not my eagle!
##

Vėrien narrates 'tara back'

Dong narrates 'i cant tank that!'

sc
You have finished mixing the contents of a herbal kit.
You have produced a pungent brew.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
82/222 hits, 56/125 mana, and 117/117 moves.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
Vėrien falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
A wight bodyguard falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
Ogluk falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!
A hungry warg falls off the collapsed stairway above and crashes to the floor!

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
A hungry warg stands up.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Warm>
A wight bodyguard clambers to his feet.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Hot>
Vėrien clambers to her feet.

![ c HP:Wounded Mana:Hot>order followers kill weight


o[ c HP:Hurt Mana:Hot>view warlord

*** Warlords Hall of Fame ***

    Armies of the West

 1  Fastolph the Harfoot Quickblade
 2  Iūldaer the Sindarin Rider
 3  Taramikir the Half-Elven Sage
 4  Cruan the Beorning Battlemaster
 5  Daerandir the Silvan Ranger
 6  Fįin the Dwarven Mountaineer
 7  Galél the Rohirric Warden
 8  Raellon the Silvan Hero
 9  Tindoome the Noldorin Scout
10  Sudo the Noldorin Hero

    Forces of the Dark Lord

 1  Dong the Black Nśmenórean Wizard
 2  Asmodean the Black Nśmenórean Scholar
 3  Cyndane the Black Nśmenórean Wanderer
 4  Frostwolf the Zaugurz Battlemaster
 5  Mephistophilis the Black Nśmenórean Warlock
 6  Bhruptz the Zaugurz Champion
 7  Aztarōth the Tarkhnarb Warrior
 8  Dzoavitz the Tarkhnarb Warrior
 9  Jinx the Tarkhnarb Champion
10  Wadlbeissa the Zaugurz Adventurer


We regen loot whats needed and portal out.
And lived to die another day.



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