{ Resevil here again... i was messing around in the Mnts... got hurt and} {got three kills... heres Inkubus... :) } unt:Weary>aff You are affected by: resist poison (medium) poison (medium) evasion (medium) anger (short) R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary> *an Uruk* is (busy) entering from the north, riding on a black warg. A black warg enters from the north. A black warg enters from the north. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary>ku *an Uruk* attacks YOU! You deflect *an Uruk*'s attack. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Bruised>You discover a weakness in *an Uruk*'s defense! You rush forward wildly. You cleave *an Uruk*'s body very hard. You do the best you can! R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Bruised>sw You swing at *an Uruk*, reaching his bones! R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>bas You cleave *an Uruk*'s right leg. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> You avoid a bash from *an Uruk*, who loses his balance and falls! *an Uruk* begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> You discover a weakness in *an Uruk*'s defense! You rush forward wildly. You cleave *an Uruk*'s right foot extremely hard. *an Uruk* begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>rem all.cotton rem soft wear all.metal rem all.cotton rem soft wear all.metal *an Uruk* utters a strange command, 'confuse' stb R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> You cleave *an Uruk*'s head hard. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> / - \ | The day has now begun. Clouds race through the sky above the fields. / - *an Uruk* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> *an Uruk* begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>1 2 3 *an Uruk* utters a strange command, 'poison' You feel very sick. *an Uruk*'s poisons flows through your veins! R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>two You have regained your balance! You stop using a black cotton shirt. You stop using a black cotton hood. You stop using a black pair of cotton pants. You stop using a black pair of cotton gloves. You stop using a black pair of cotton sleeves. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You deflect *an Uruk*'s attack. You stop using a pair of soft leather boots. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You wear a heavy pair of metal arm braces on your arms. You put a pair of thick metal gauntlets on your hands. You put a heavy pair of metal leg plates on your legs. You wear a blue and gold emblazoned breastplate on your body. You wear an iron mask on your head. You're already wearing something on your legs. You wear a pair of heavy, metal boots on your feet. You're already wearing something on your hands. You're already wearing something on your arms. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You don't seem to be using any cottons. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You don't seem to be using a soft. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You're already wearing something on your legs. You're already wearing something on your hands. You're already wearing something on your arms. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You cleave *an Uruk*'s body. You are now employing berserk tactics. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You stop using a war axe. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You stop using a light kite shield. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You wield a fine two-handed battle axe. This weapon seems too heavy for one hand R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt>You wielded your weapon with both hands. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> *an Uruk* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> *an Uruk* lightly slashes your right foot. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> *an Uruk* begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> You have regained your balance! bas R HP:Hurt MV:Tired Mount:Weary, *an Uruk*:Hurt> / - \ | *an Uruk* utters a strange command, 'confuse' Strange thoughts stream through your mind, making it hard to concentrate. / - \ stb | / - \ Your bash at *an Uruk* sends him sprawling. You are now employing berserk tactics. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired, *an Uruk*:Hurt> You deeply wound *an Uruk*'s head with your cleave. sc R HP:Hurt MV:Tired, *an Uruk*:Wounded>You have 291/478 hit, 60/60 stamina, 32/170 moves, 1240 spirit. OB: 119, DB: -49, PB: 2, Speed: 17, Gold: 44, XP Needed: 108K. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired, *an Uruk*:Wounded> You rush forward wildly. You deeply wound *an Uruk*'s right leg with your cleave. *an Uruk* panics, and attempts to flee! *an Uruk* panics, and attempts to flee! R HP:Hurt MV:Tired, *an Uruk*:Bloodied> *an Uruk* has recovered from a bash! *an Uruk* panics, and attempts to flee! *an Uruk* flees head over heals! *an Uruk* is leaving south, riding on a black warg. A black warg leaves south. A black warg leaves south. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>s Bare Plateau Exits are: N E S Nought but the harse shurbs exists on this cold and high plateau allow any life to continue up here. Rabbits hop about the rocky ground, scurrying away quickly to hide under the shrubs they eat to survive at any sign of movement. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> *an Uruk* is entering from the south, riding on a black warg. A black warg enters from the south. A black warg enters from the south. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>ku You attack *an Uruk*! You cleave *an Uruk*'s left arm very hard. *an Uruk* panics, and attempts to flee! *an Uruk* flees head over heals! *an Uruk* is leaving east, riding on a black warg. A black warg leaves east. A black warg leaves east. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>e ku Hilly Plateau Exits are: N W U The plateau that stretches out to the north and west undulates here, making travel extremely difficult, and making it hard to see very far reliably in any direction. It is possible to escape this sparse landscape by scurrying up the hill towards the east. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>They aren't here. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> *an Uruk* is entering from the north, riding on a black warg. A black warg enters from the north. A black warg enters from the north. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>ku You attack *an Uruk*! *an Uruk* panics, and attempts to flee! *an Uruk* flees head over heals! *an Uruk* is leaving west, riding on a black warg. A black warg leaves west. A black warg leaves west. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>w ku Bare Plateau Exits are: N E S Nought but the harse shurbs exists on this cold and high plateau allow any life to continue up here. Rabbits hop about the rocky ground, scurrying away quickly to hide under the shrubs they eat to survive at any sign of movement. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>They aren't here. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>s On Top of a Mountain Exits are: N E W D This mountain looks down on a broad, barren plateau to the north, a brown and white wasteland where little life exists. Ringed by mountains to the east and west, the plateau seems the last flat expanse before giving in to the supremacy of the mountains themselves. Below, a trail winds through the mountain pass, heading deeper into the Mountains of Mirkwood. *an Uruk* is riding on a black warg. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>ku sw You attack *an Uruk*! You cleave *an Uruk*'s left hand extremely hard. *an Uruk* is dead! R.I.P. Your spirit increases by 75. You receive your share of experience -- 1491 points. *an Uruk* stops riding a black warg. Your blood freezes as you hear Inkubus's death cry. A black warg stops following *an Uruk*. A black warg stops following *an Uruk*. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>Your victim is not here! R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>chat rip INKUBUS You chat, 'rip INKUBUS' R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> December chats, 'haha' R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Mac narrates, 'gratz res' R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>Aryd chats, ':)' On Top of a Mountain Exits are: N E W D This mountain looks down on a broad, barren plateau to the north, a brown and white wasteland where little life exists. Ringed by mountains to the east and west, the plateau seems the last flat expanse before giving in to the supremacy of the mountains themselves. Below, a trail winds through the mountain pass, heading deeper into the Mountains of Mirkwood. The hacked corpse of *an Uruk* is lying here. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. You are riding on a nice pony. A stout little mule with droopy eyes stands here. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>examin cor You see nothing special.. When you look inside, you see: corpse (here) : a backpack a heavy, ornate scimitar a golden bracelet a golden bracelet an etched leather girdle a brown wool cloak a blood-red pair of cotton sleeves a blood-red pair of cotton gloves a pair of soft leather boots a blood-red pair of cotton pants a blood-red cotton hood a silk scarf a silk scarf an ivory ring an ivory ring a huge mound of coins a golden bear fur a stone ring a wooden tower shield a shadowy blade a floppy black hat a ruby necklace a ruby necklace a dark blue stone a leather bag R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>get bracelet cor You get a golden bracelet from the hacked corpse of *an Uruk*. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>get bracelet cor Rain lashes down over the mountains, chilling you to the bone. You get a golden bracelet from the hacked corpse of *an Uruk*. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> You writhe in pain as poison courses through your veins. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu chats, 'bah, freaking orc confuses me' R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>get coins cor You get a huge mound of coins from the hacked corpse of *an Uruk*. There were 42 gold, 1 silver and 15 copper coins. sc R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>l You have 288/478 hit, 60/60 stamina, 35/170 moves, 1315 spirit. OB: 141, DB: -24, PB: 24, Speed: 17, Gold: 86, XP Needed: 107K. You are getting thirsty. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>On Top of a Mountain Exits are: N E W D This mountain looks down on a broad, barren plateau to the north, a brown and white wasteland where little life exists. Ringed by mountains to the east and west, the plateau seems the last flat expanse before giving in to the supremacy of the mountains themselves. Below, a trail winds through the mountain pass, heading deeper into the Mountains of Mirkwood. The hacked corpse of *an Uruk* is lying here. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. You are riding on a nice pony. A stout little mule with droopy eyes stands here. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>drin skin drin skin You drink the water. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>You drink the water. You don't feel thirsty any more. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>sc You have 288/478 hit, 60/60 stamina, 36/170 moves, 1315 spirit. OB: 144, DB: -21, PB: 27, Speed: 17, Gold: 86, XP Needed: 107K. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>1 You stop using a fine two-handed battle axe. 3 R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>0 You wield a war axe. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>rem all.metal wear all.cotton wear soft rem all.metal wear all.cotton wear soft You start to use a light kite shield as a shield. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary> Mac tells you '3 kill in a role nice i think 3 kills'. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary> You stop using a blue and gold emblazoned breastplate. You stop using an iron mask. You stop using a heavy pair of metal leg plates. You stop using a pair of heavy, metal boots. You stop using a pair of thick metal gauntlets. You stop using a heavy pair of metal arm braces. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>You wear a black pair of cotton sleeves on your arms. You put a black pair of cotton gloves on your hands. You put a black pair of cotton pants on your legs. You wear a black cotton hood on your head. You wear a black cotton shirt on your body. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>You wear a pair of soft leather boots on your feet. sc R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>You don't seem to be using any metals. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>You don't seem to have any cottons. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>l You don't seem to have a soft. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>You have 288/478 hit, 60/60 stamina, 36/179 moves, 1315 spirit. OB: 166, DB: 18, PB: 49, Speed: 25, Gold: 86, XP Needed: 107K. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>On Top of a Mountain Exits are: N E W D This mountain looks down on a broad, barren plateau to the north, a brown and white wasteland where little life exists. Ringed by mountains to the east and west, the plateau seems the last flat expanse before giving in to the supremacy of the mountains themselves. Below, a trail winds through the mountain pass, heading deeper into the Mountains of Mirkwood. The hacked corpse of *an Uruk* is lying here. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. You are riding on a nice pony. A stout little mule with droopy eyes stands here. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>aff You are affected by: confuse (fast-acting) poison (long) resist poison (long) evasion (medium) anger (medium) R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>l On Top of a Mountain Exits are: N E W D This mountain looks down on a broad, barren plateau to the north, a brown and white wasteland where little life exists. Ringed by mountains to the east and west, the plateau seems the last flat expanse before giving in to the supremacy of the mountains themselves. Below, a trail winds through the mountain pass, heading deeper into the Mountains of Mirkwood. The hacked corpse of *an Uruk* is lying here. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. You are riding on a nice pony. A stout little mule with droopy eyes stands here. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>w Mountain Slope Exits are: E D The slope head up towards the peak of a mountain to the east, and falls away to the west down to a path through the mountains. A strange instinct to slide down the slope on a flat object possesses most travellers at this point, surely a product of the thin air this high in the mountains. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>e On Top of a Mountain Exits are: N E W D This mountain looks down on a broad, barren plateau to the north, a brown and white wasteland where little life exists. Ringed by mountains to the east and west, the plateau seems the last flat expanse before giving in to the supremacy of the mountains themselves. Below, a trail winds through the mountain pass, heading deeper into the Mountains of Mirkwood. The hacked corpse of *an Uruk* is lying here. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. 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The path bends here sharply to the south and west. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>w Mountain Path Exits are: E W U The path continues steadfastly east and west, winding only slightly to make the passage easier. The sensible thing to do is to just stay on this pass, and do not venture into the mountains. These mountains are renowned for evil, and, if nothing else, for bringing death to a traveller. Not much life is equipped to survive up here. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>w Mountain Path Exits are: E S The path continues on even ground as it bends around a high mountain to the south. On either side of the path, mighty cliff walls loom, preventing any thought of getting off the path at this point. A cold wind howls down the path, funneled through the mountains, ripping at exposed flesh and tearing at clothes. A white wolf lurks here, beautiful, yet deadly. s R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>Mountain Path Exits are: N W U The path becomes a bit easier to navigate as it bends to the north and west here. It flattens out as it finds an elevation to its liking, to continue the journey deep into the mountains of Mirkwood. Towards the south, one can climb up to reach the mountains snowy heights. A fluffy white rabbit hops about in the snow. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>w Path Through the Mountains Exits are: N E W The path climbs and falls unpredictably, but its worn surface provides a much easier path than that available in the mountains all around. A peak to the south overhangs the path slightly, causing the occasional cascade of snow to fall onto the path. It is possible to get into the mountains up the slope to the north, climbing into the thick snow. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>w Path Into the Mountains Exits are: E S W The path starts its climb into the deep Mountains of Mirkwood to the east. On all sides, the mountains loom like sentinels, leering down onto the path and probing the travellers. On the white peaks somewhere, a flash of black appears. These mountains a rumoured to trap the spirits of its lost travellers in a foul black wind, which screaches like a banshee over the mountains, seeking other travellers to avenge their fate upon. Surely, it is just a rumour. A tall uruk stands here, leaning wearily against his weapon. A mountain goat is here, eating grass. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>s In the Mountains Exits are: N W U The Mountains of Mirkwood are the only real enemies here. Their snowy white slopes taunt the traveller with images of beauty, while torturing them with a blighting cold, winds so stiff they threaten to send a traveller hurtling across the peaks, and slopes so steep it tortures and pains the muscles. To the north, a path offers an easier route through the mountains, while climbing up the slope to the east leads to a peak. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>w Trail in the Mountains of Mirkwood Exits are: N E S Staked head of creatures of all races line the path now, a grisly homage to the inhabitants of the bunker to the south, and a warning to stay away. The smell of rotting flesh is nearly overpowering, as the heads vary significantly in their freshness. The bunker-like building to the south is built like a fortress, half-buried but obviously still occupied. An eye flashes in a murder hole, observing the fool who is disturbing them, and perhaps whittling the stake. The slashed corpse of a noble white wolf is lying here. The frozen corpse of a burly orcish soldier is lying here. A dark warg stands here, its eyes glowing like a flame. Elu is riding on a horse. Blitz is riding on a nice pony. Corylus is riding on a horse. Elu says 'how many followers dead?' R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Corylus shrugs. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Corylus says '2?' R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>fol elu Blitz says 'I think 2' R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>You are already following him. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> You feel less confused. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu looks at you. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Blitz looks at you. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu utters a strange command, 'regeneration' You feel yourself becoming much healthier. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Clouds race across the sky above the hills. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> You writhe in pain as poison courses through your veins. say vit regen? R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>You say 'vit regen?' R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. Corylus begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu utters a strange command, 'insight' The world seems to gain a few edges for you. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>say remove? Corylus utters a strange command, 'regeneration' You say 'remove?' sc R HP:Hurt MV:Tired>You have 290/478 hit, 60/60 stamina, 33/179 moves, 1315 spirit. OB: 174, DB: 27, PB: 57, Speed: 25, Gold: 86, XP Needed: 107K. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu utters a strange command, 'vitality' You feel yourself becoming much lighter. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Elu utters a strange command, 'remove poison' A warm feeling runs through your body. Resevil looks better. Elu says 'watch stab' R HP:Hurt MV:Tired> Corylus nods solemnly. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary> Corylus begins quietly muttering some strange, powerful words. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary> Corylus utters a strange command, 'reveal life' Bright light floods the room for a moment, casting shadows off. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary> Corylus smiles happily. R HP:Hurt MV:Weary>say i got some bracelects anyone want? You say 'i got some bracelects anyone want?' R HP:Hurt MV:Weary> Elu says 'we kill orcs..one by one' R HP:Hurt MV:Weary> Corylus says 'if you see hidden tell me and i rev' R HP:Hurt MV:Weary> Blitz giggles. R HP:Hurt> Elu says 'they will all target me so dont worry' R HP:Hurt> Elu stops riding a horse. A horse now follows Elu. R HP:Bruised> Blitz stops riding a nice pony. A nice pony now follows Blitz. R HP:Bruised> Corylus nods solemnly. R HP:Bruised> Corylus stops riding a horse. A horse now follows Corylus. R HP:Bruised> Elu says 'i can take it' R HP:Bruised> Elu leaves south. A horse leaves south. Blitz leaves south. A nice pony leaves south. ACK! You could not follow him! Can not go there mounted. A horse leaves south. R HP:Bruised>dm You stop riding a nice pony. A nice pony starts following you. HP:Bruised>