Posted by Ekirhal on September 13, 2000 at 01:03:51:
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***This is just after Arvam and I fought***
***Oh...little background. Lortaen and I had been talking all night. He was out playin with the Arbies***
Fuath says 'oi der'
Arvam gives a tankard of a deep red ale, frothing over the edges, labeled "Mortorn Dark" to Fuath.
Arvam says 'Hey'
Fuath drinks ale from a tankard of a deep red ale, frothing over the edges, labeled "Mortorn Dark".
Fuath licks his mouth and smiles.
Arvam's slash scratches someone.
Fuath says 'oi yeah'
***Arvam is just finishing off my fiend here***
Arvam starts a vicious series of attacks with his swords.
Arvam's flurry grazes someone.
Arvam's flurry scratches someone.
Arvam's flurry scratches someone.
Arvam's flurry grazes someone.
Arvam's flurry grazes someone.
Arvam's flurry scratches someone.
Arvam's flurry scratches someone.
Arvam's flurry grazes someone.
Arvam's slash scratches someone.
Arvam's slash grazes someone.
Arvam's slash misses someone.
cur
You curtsey to your audience.
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Ekirhal's group:
[51 Bar] Ekirhal 100% hp 72% mana 100% mv 651316 xp
[51 War] Arvam 92% hp 100% mana 77% mv 518319 xp
Fuath drops a tankard of a deep red ale, frothing over the edges, labeled "Mortorn Dark".
Arvam yells 'Make it go away!'
Arvam's slash scratches someone.
Fuath sacrifices a tankard of a deep red ale, frothing over the edges, labeled "Mortorn Dark" to the gods.
Arvam jabs his sword at someone, getting through its defenses.
Arvam's jab scratches someone.
Someone is DEAD!!
You receive 0 experience points.
You hear someone's death cry.
Arvam splits 102 gold coins. Your share is 51 gold coins.
Arvam sacrifices the corpse of the phantasmal killer to the gods.
nod
You nod.
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Arvam wears the Horns of the Beast-Lord on his head.
The Brawling Room
Dim torchlight flickers from above and barely stretches into the corners of
this tiny room. The noise from the inn fades somewhat from the padding
that lines the old wooden walls. Blood is speckled about the walls and floor
from countless fights that were organized here for sport or to peacefully
settle old scores. A tight stairway runs up into the rafters where benches
lie so patrons can watch without disturbing the combatants. A sign hangs
on the backwall and a doorway leads north where you can bet on the next
fight.
[Exits: north]
Fuath is here.
Arvam is here.
Arvam says 'And it did'
gig
You giggle.
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People near you:
(PK) Horstivo The Brawling Room
(PK) Fuath The Brawling Room
(PK) Trynth The Bar of the Eternal Star
(PK) Ekirhal The Brawling Room
(PK) Arvam The Brawling Room
whois fuath
[ Dwarf ] (PK) [ARBITER] Fuath the General
Trynth looks at Arvam.
Trynth snickers softly.
cur fuath
Fuath looks at Arvam.
You curtsey to him.
You tell Lortaen 'Fuath is here, Hun.'
Trynth drinks water from an canteen etched with the symbol of Fasces.
Trynth drinks ale from a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane'.
Trynth drinks ale from a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane'.
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People near you:
(PK) Horstivo The Brawling Room
(PK) Fuath The Brawling Room
(PK) Trynth The Brawling Room
(PK) Ekirhal The Brawling Room
(PK) Arvam The Brawling Room
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The Brawling Room
Dim torchlight flickers from above and barely stretches into the corners of
this tiny room. The noise from the inn fades somewhat from the padding
that lines the old wooden walls. Blood is speckled about the walls and floor
from countless fights that were organized here for sport or to peacefully
settle old scores. A tight stairway runs up into the rafters where benches
lie so patrons can watch without disturbing the combatants. A sign hangs
on the backwall and a doorway leads north where you can bet on the next
fight.
[Exits: north]
A tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane' has been left here.
Horstivo is here.
(Charmed) A foul smelling minotaur grunts at his masters orders.
Trynth is here.
Fuath is here.
Arvam is here.
Trynth sacrifices a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane' to the gods.
Fuath says 'Im lookin fer Lortaen'
***giggle***
Trynth drinks ale from a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane'.
Trynth drinks ale from a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane'.
Horstivo drinks water from a water jug.
Horstivo puts a water jug in a leather backpack.
Arvam says 'Hey, hey, shows over, it went away, like I said'
Arvam says 'He ain't here'
Fuath says 'any of yers know where he is?'
Trynth sacrifices a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane' to the gods.
Horstivo drinks wine from a goblet of finest Darsylon crystal full of sparkling white wine.
gig arvam
You giggle in his presence.
Fuath pokes Arvam in the ribs.
You are sober.
***This happened just in time...***
You feel ready to call fear to life once more.
Trynth sings 'And here with lissom limbs did run
Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun,
Luthien Tinuviel
more fair than mortal tongue can tell.'
Fuath says 'I kin see dat'
Horstivo sacrifices a goblet of finest Darsylon crystal full of sparkling white wine to the gods.
Trynth snickers softly.
Arvam chuckles to himself briefly.
Lortaen tells you 'He can't find me. He was asking me for a hint, but I told him I was in a conversation and I didn't want to be interrupted. *chuckles a bit*'
Arvam says 'Er, righto, righto'
The minotaur mercenary says 'Ya alright der?'
Arvam peers around himself intently.
Trynth looks at the minotaur mercenary.
You say 'If I say yes and I don't tell ya, will you flag for obstruction, Hun?'
Trynth sings 'Sang in answer a song of staying,
Resisting, battling against power,
Of secrets kept, strength like a tower,
Of changing and of shifting shape...'
A wry little smile crosses Fuath's face.
Arvam chuckles to himself briefly.
Fuath says 'I might.'
The minotaur mercenary says 'Ya seem a bit crazy der.'
Arvam says 'And I'll get branded for bein with a criminal'
You tell Lortaen 'He's askin for ya now...'
Fuath winks suggestively at you.
You no longer resist blows.
Your morale boost has worn off.
You feel less pugilistic.
You sing 'Sang in answer a song of staying,
Resisting, battling against power,
Of secrets kept, strength like a tower,
Of changing and of shifting shape...'
You feel yourself better able to resist blows.
Arvam looks at Fuath.
You say 'Oh...then I have no idea, Hun.'
gig
You giggle.
cackle
You cackle gleefully.
Fuath snorts.
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The minotaur mercenary says 'I know where he is.'
The Brawling Room
Dim torchlight flickers from above and barely stretches into the corners of
this tiny room. The noise from the inn fades somewhat from the padding
that lines the old wooden walls. Blood is speckled about the walls and floor
from countless fights that were organized here for sport or to peacefully
settle old scores. A tight stairway runs up into the rafters where benches
lie so patrons can watch without disturbing the combatants. A sign hangs
on the backwall and a doorway leads north where you can bet on the next
fight.
[Exits: north]
***Hmmm, who's in the room...***
Horstivo is here.
(Charmed) A foul smelling minotaur grunts at his masters orders.
Trynth is here.
Fuath is here.
Arvam is here.
Trynth looks at the minotaur mercenary.
Arvam says 'I haven't seen'em either'
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***Hmmm, who's in my group...***
Ekirhal's group:
[51 Bar] Ekirhal 115% hp 76% mana 100% mv 651316 xp
[51 War] Arvam 99% hp 100% mana 100% mv 518319 xp
Lortaen tells you 'Asking for me? What, he thinks I'm on call to the Inn? *laughs loudly*'
***I decide to have a little fun here...***
You tell Trynth 'Follow me.'
You feel your artificial beauty fade away.
Horstivo sings 'And here with lissom limbs did run
Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun,
Luthien Tinuviel
more fair than mortal tongue can tell.'
You feel like you have become as fair as Luthien Tinuviel.
You're already as beautiful as can be.
You tell Horstivo 'Follow me..'
The minotaur mercenary says 'He be in dat cold place, norht of Udgarrd der.'
Trynth now follows you.
gr trynth
Horstivo now follows you.
Trynth joins your group.
gr horstivo
Horstivo joins your group.
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***That's better***
Ekirhal's group:
[51 Bar] Horstivo 100% hp 98% mana 100% mv 681104 xp
[51 Bar] Trynth 100% hp 100% mana 100% mv 607014 xp
[51 Bar] Ekirhal 100% hp 77% mana 100% mv 651316 xp
[51 War] Arvam 100% hp 100% mana 100% mv 518319 xp
***And it begins...***
sing cold be sleep
You sing 'Cold be hand and heart and bone,
And cold be sleep under stone:
Never more to wake on stony bed,
Never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead.'
The minotaur mercenary falls into a deep sleep.
Fuath falls into a deep sleep.
***Hhahahha. Don't know why but this just struck me as funny.***
laugh
laugh
Trynth sits down and thinks deeply.
You fall down laughing.
***Arvam thinks Fuath and I are gonna fight***
Arvam tells the group 'Did he agree?'
You fall down laughing.
Trynth tells the group 'What ya do'n?'
Arvam pokes you in the ribs.
You tell your group 'Just funnin...'
Arvam says 'Wake'em up'
Trynth tells the group 'Can I sing too!'
Horstivo sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
Wake and hear me calling!'
Fuath slumbers on peacefully.
Arvam says 'He's good people really'
sing wake
Trynth sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
Wake and hear me calling!'
***See, I meant no harm***
You sing 'Wake now my merry lads!
Wake and hear me calling!'
The minotaur mercenary slumbers on peacefully.
Horstivo sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
Wake and hear me calling!'
Fuath wakes and stands up.
Horstivo sings 'Sang in answer a song of staying,
Resisting, battling against power,
Of secrets kept, strength like a tower,
Of changing and of shifting shape...'
Trynth looks around and whistles innocently.
Arvam grumbles and growls. You wonder what's wrong....
Trynth sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
Wake and hear me calling!'
Arvam pokes you in the ribs.
Trynth sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
Wake and hear me calling!'
The minotaur mercenary wakes and stands up.
***Should'a figured this was a hint***
Fuath wears an Arbiter's Tower Shield as a shield.
sing wake
Fuath wields the wasp-blade.
You sing 'Wake now my merry lads!
Wake and hear me calling!'
Trynth sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
Wake and hear me calling!'
You say 'Don't, Fuath.'
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Fuath swings the wasp-blade in a sweeping blow to your hamstring!
Fuath's hamstring slice DISMEMBERS you!
Fuath has a few scratches.
***Dang it!***
You parry Fuath's flaming bite.
You dodge Fuath's flaming bite.
Your crush DISMEMBERS Fuath!
Fuath has some small but disgusting cuts.
Arvam yells 'There shall be no fighting in this bar!'
Arvam starts running around waving his hands violently.
Arvam cracks Trynth on the head with a small bat leaving him stunned!
Arvam cracks Fuath on the head with a small bat leaving him stunned!
sing frightful fiend
Horstivo yells 'There shall be no fighting in this bar!'
Horstivo starts running around waving his hands violently.
You sing 'Like one, that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread
And having once turned round walks on;
And turns no more his head
Because he knows, a frightful fiend
Doth close behind him tread.'
You create a powerful illusion in the mind of Fuath.
***Take this!!***
Someone's mental assault DISMEMBERS Fuath!
Arvam says 'Stop!'
sing fire and ice
Horstivo kicks Fuath out of the bar for brawling.
You sing 'Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice is also great
And would suffice.'
Your frigid doom >>> ANNIHILATES <<< the minotaur mercenary!
The minotaur mercenary is covered with bleeding wounds.
***And that!!***
The minotaur mercenary says 'What was dt fer?'
The minotaur mercenary is covered with bleeding wounds.
sing fire and ice
You dodge the minotaur mercenary's charge.
Your crush devastates the minotaur mercenary!
Trynth's flaming bite decimates the minotaur mercenary!
The minotaur mercenary is covered with bleeding wounds.
Arvam kicks you out the door for brawling in the bar.
***Arvam!? Sweetie?! What the hell ya do that for?!***
East Dairein Road
The area is quite dry and musty, dust kicking up along the road as
travelers move in a general procession to the east. Most travelers along
the road are peasants and farmers, and even those are few. The grass grows
short along the road, a pale shade of brown. Far-scattered thickets of trees
litter the countryside, providing shade for a moment's rest. Shadows dance
across the road, the passing clouds moving off to the northwest. The old
East Dairein Road extends in both directions, to the east and to the west.
[Exits: east south west]
Fuath is here.
The minotaur mercenary is covered with bleeding wounds.
You continue to bleed from your wounds.
Your bleeding devastates you!
The minotaur mercenary is covered with bleeding wounds.
Someone's mental assault DISMEMBERS Fuath!
You sing 'Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice is also great
And would suffice.'
Your ball of ice === OBLITERATES === Fuath!
Fuath is covered with bleeding wounds.
***And take another!!***
Fuath deflects your crush with his shield.
Fuath is covered with bleeding wounds.
Fuath leaves east.
Fuath has fled!
Arvam has arrived.
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East Dairein Road
The area is quite dry and musty, dust kicking up along the road as
travelers move in a general procession to the east. Most travelers along
the road are peasants and farmers, and even those are few. The grass grows
short along the road, a pale shade of brown. Far-scattered thickets of trees
litter the countryside, providing shade for a moment's rest. Shadows dance
across the road, the passing clouds moving off to the northwest. The old
East Dairein Road extends in both directions, to the east and to the west.
[Exits: east south west]
Arvam is here.
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Trail to the inn
[Exits: north east south]
A small white bunny hops around under a tree nibbling grass.
Standing near a tree, a guard takes a break while eating cherries.
Arvam grumbles and growls. You wonder what's wrong....
Lortaen tells you 'I know you can order things at the Inn, but I'm not one of them. *laughs some more*'
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People near you:
(PK) Horstivo The Brawling Room
(PK) Trynth The Brawling Room
(PK) Ekirhal Trail to the inn
(PK) Arvam Trail to the inn
Arvam says 'You just had to do that, didn't you?'
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You mutter quietly to yourself.
You say 'No...he attacked me!'
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