Posted by Riebold on September 13, 2000 at 20:00:53:
In Reply to: Me and Fuath. Started innocent enough but... posted by Ekirhal on September 13, 2000 at 01:03:51:
I'm tired so maybe I missed something but, wasn't that a fight in the brawling room?
Isn't the brawling room where fights are allowed?
If so isnt it kind of piss poor for you to break up a fight in said brawling room?
Just questions since I haven't played a trouper before and am just trying to remember what other troupers have said in the past
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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***
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> Fuath says 'oi der'
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> Arvam gives a tankard of a deep red ale, frothing over the edges, labeled "Mortorn Dark" to Fuath.
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> Arvam says 'Hey'
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> Fuath drinks ale from a tankard of a deep red ale, frothing over the edges, labeled "Mortorn Dark".
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> Fuath licks his mouth and smiles.
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> Arvam's slash scratches someone.
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> Fuath says 'oi yeah'
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> ***Arvam is just finishing off my fiend here***
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> 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.
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> Arvam's slash scratches someone.
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> Arvam's slash grazes someone.
> Arvam's slash misses someone.
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> 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
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> Fuath drops a tankard of a deep red ale, frothing over the edges, labeled "Mortorn Dark".
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> Arvam yells 'Make it go away!'
> Arvam's slash scratches someone.
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> Fuath sacrifices a tankard of a deep red ale, frothing over the edges, labeled "Mortorn Dark" to the gods.
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> 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.
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> nod
> You nod.
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> Arvam wears the Horns of the Beast-Lord on his head.
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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.
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> [Exits: north]
> Fuath is here.
> Arvam is here.
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> Arvam says 'And it did'
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> gig
> You giggle.
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> whe
> 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
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> whois fuath
> [ Dwarf ] (PK) [ARBITER] Fuath the General
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> Trynth looks at Arvam.
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> Trynth snickers softly.
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> cur fuath
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> Fuath looks at Arvam.
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> You curtsey to him.
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> You tell Lortaen 'Fuath is here, Hun.'
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> Trynth drinks water from an canteen etched with the symbol of Fasces.
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> Trynth drinks ale from a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane'.
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> 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.
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> [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.
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> Trynth sacrifices a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane' to the gods.
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> Fuath says 'Im lookin fer Lortaen'
> ***giggle***
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> Trynth drinks ale from a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane'.
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> Trynth drinks ale from a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane'.
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> Horstivo drinks water from a water jug.
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> Horstivo puts a water jug in a leather backpack.
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> Arvam says 'Hey, hey, shows over, it went away, like I said'
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> Arvam says 'He ain't here'
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> Fuath says 'any of yers know where he is?'
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> Trynth sacrifices a tankard of a frothy, foaming green grog called 'Bard's Bane' to the gods.
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> Horstivo drinks wine from a goblet of finest Darsylon crystal full of sparkling white wine.
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> gig arvam
> You giggle in his presence.
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> Fuath pokes Arvam in the ribs.
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> You are sober.
> ***This happened just in time...***
> You feel ready to call fear to life once more.
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> Trynth sings 'And here with lissom limbs did run
> Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun,
> Luthien Tinuviel
> more fair than mortal tongue can tell.'
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> Fuath says 'I kin see dat'
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> Horstivo sacrifices a goblet of finest Darsylon crystal full of sparkling white wine to the gods.
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> Trynth snickers softly.
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> Arvam chuckles to himself briefly.
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> 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*'
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> Arvam says 'Er, righto, righto'
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> The minotaur mercenary says 'Ya alright der?'
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> Arvam peers around himself intently.
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> Trynth looks at the minotaur mercenary.
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> You say 'If I say yes and I don't tell ya, will you flag for obstruction, Hun?'
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> 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...'
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> A wry little smile crosses Fuath's face.
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> Arvam chuckles to himself briefly.
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> Fuath says 'I might.'
> The minotaur mercenary says 'Ya seem a bit crazy der.'
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> Arvam says 'And I'll get branded for bein with a criminal'
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> You tell Lortaen 'He's askin for ya now...'
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> Fuath winks suggestively at you.
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> You no longer resist blows.
> Your morale boost has worn off.
> You feel less pugilistic.
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> 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.
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> Arvam looks at Fuath.
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> You say 'Oh...then I have no idea, Hun.'
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> gig
> You giggle.
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> cackle
> You cackle gleefully.
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> Fuath snorts.
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> The minotaur mercenary says 'I know where he is.'
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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.
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> [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.
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> Trynth looks at the minotaur mercenary.
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> Arvam says 'I haven't seen'em either'
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> gr
> ***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
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> Lortaen tells you 'Asking for me? What, he thinks I'm on call to the Inn? *laughs loudly*'
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> ***I decide to have a little fun here...***
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> You tell Trynth 'Follow me.'
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> You feel your artificial beauty fade away.
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> 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.
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> You tell Horstivo 'Follow me..'
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> The minotaur mercenary says 'He be in dat cold place, norht of Udgarrd der.'
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> Trynth now follows you.
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> gr trynth
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> Horstivo now follows you.
> Trynth joins your group.
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> gr horstivo
> Horstivo joins your group.
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> gr
> ***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...***
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> 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.
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> ***Hhahahha. Don't know why but this just struck me as funny.***
> laugh
> laugh
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> Trynth sits down and thinks deeply.
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> You fall down laughing.
> ***Arvam thinks Fuath and I are gonna fight***
> Arvam tells the group 'Did he agree?'
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> You fall down laughing.
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> Trynth tells the group 'What ya do'n?'
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> Arvam pokes you in the ribs.
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> You tell your group 'Just funnin...'
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> Arvam says 'Wake'em up'
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> Trynth tells the group 'Can I sing too!'
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> Horstivo sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
> Wake and hear me calling!'
> Fuath slumbers on peacefully.
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> Arvam says 'He's good people really'
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> sing wake
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> Trynth sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
> Wake and hear me calling!'
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> ***See, I meant no harm***
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> You sing 'Wake now my merry lads!
> Wake and hear me calling!'
> The minotaur mercenary slumbers on peacefully.
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> Horstivo sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
> Wake and hear me calling!'
> Fuath wakes and stands up.
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> 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...'
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> Trynth looks around and whistles innocently.
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> Arvam grumbles and growls. You wonder what's wrong....
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> Trynth sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
> Wake and hear me calling!'
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> Arvam pokes you in the ribs.
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> Trynth sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
> Wake and hear me calling!'
> The minotaur mercenary wakes and stands up.
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> ***Should'a figured this was a hint***
> Fuath wears an Arbiter's Tower Shield as a shield.
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> sing wake
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> Fuath wields the wasp-blade.
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> You sing 'Wake now my merry lads!
> Wake and hear me calling!'
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> Trynth sings 'Wake now my merry lads!
> Wake and hear me calling!'
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> You say 'Don't, Fuath.'
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> <728hp 672m 623mv>
> 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!***
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> You parry Fuath's flaming bite.
> You dodge Fuath's flaming bite.
> Your crush DISMEMBERS Fuath!
> Fuath has some small but disgusting cuts.
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> 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!
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> sing frightful fiend
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> Horstivo yells 'There shall be no fighting in this bar!'
> Horstivo starts running around waving his hands violently.
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> 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!!***
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> Someone's mental assault DISMEMBERS Fuath!
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> Arvam says 'Stop!'
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> sing fire and ice
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> Horstivo kicks Fuath out of the bar for brawling.
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> 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!!***
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> The minotaur mercenary says 'What was dt fer?'
> The minotaur mercenary is covered with bleeding wounds.
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> sing fire and ice
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> 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.
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> 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.
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> [Exits: east south west]
> Fuath is here.
> The minotaur mercenary is covered with bleeding wounds.
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> You continue to bleed from your wounds.
> Your bleeding devastates you!
> The minotaur mercenary is covered with bleeding wounds.
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> Someone's mental assault DISMEMBERS Fuath!
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> 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!!***
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> Fuath deflects your crush with his shield.
> Fuath is covered with bleeding wounds.
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> Fuath leaves east.
> Fuath has fled!
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> 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
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> [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.
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> Arvam grumbles and growls. You wonder what's wrong....
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> 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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> whe
> 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
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> Arvam says 'You just had to do that, didn't you?'
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> You mutter quietly to yourself.
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> You say 'No...he attacked me!'
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