(Iktul been sitting visible at Inn for a time. Prep berserk and think maybe can get luck round combat on him.)


The Bar of the Eternal Star 
  A large wooden bar fills the entire southern wall.  Made of a rare red tree, 
it has been finely carved and oiled so that it shines in the dim light.  Food 
is scarce near here but mugs and cups of every kind crowd the bar and 
swing through the air for a toast.  Shelves behind the bar hold the rare 
ales and beers while large barrels sit stacked with the poorer drinks. 
Stools are scattered about for people to sit, but most stand so they can 
stomp and dance when the moment takes them.  A large tapestry hangs 
over the shelves behind the bar.  People swarm in and crowd, pressing to 
be nearer, calling out drinks and stumbling to hold on to their own.  To 
the north the crowd swirls, dancing and singing in a common area.  Eastwards, 
patrons cheer and groan noisily and long tables filled with food lie 
west.
 
[Exits: north east west]
( 8) A stein of of a dark viscous stout called, 'Voralian dregs' has been left here.
(14) A serving of a bowl of hearty, well-seasoned stew with lamb, carrots, and potatoes lies here.
     A large flamberge lays on the ground, an undulating pillar of water for a blade.
Jazan the svirfnebli is here.
Iktul the human is here.
Fyeereth the felar is here.
Quarghelar the fire giant is here.
Derieag the human is resting here.
A stout dwarf bouncer hefts his cudgel and looks for trouble.
A huge, fat man looks distracted as he passes out drinffks.

civilized <1128hp 217m 843mv 5232tnl (75.78%)> 
You swipe the claw of the Dracolich across Iktul's body, cutting him!
Iktul's jagged wound spews forth blood!
A dwarf bouncer yells 'There will be no fighting in the bar, Eyrndiahl!'
You parry a dwarf bouncer's crush.
Your swipe *** DEVASTATES *** Iktul!
Iktul yells 'Help! Eyrndiahl is trying to slash me!'
Iktul has some small but disgusting cuts.

civilized <1128hp 217m 843mv 5232tnl (75.78%)> 
Iktul dodges your defilement.
Iktul's eyes roll back in pain as a vaporous bolt flares from the sash of Mrykorvol at you!
Iktul's vaporous bolt devastates you!
Your wrath *** DEMOLISHES *** Iktul!
Iktul dodges your wrath.
You parry Iktul's slice.
You parry Iktul's stab.
You parry a dwarf bouncer's crush.
Iktul is covered with bleeding wounds.

civilized <1099hp 217m 843mv 5232tnl (75.78%)> 
Derieag says 'You already got the girl.  Why you think you deserve the gold?'
You get in one more shot on Iktul as he flees.
Your parting blow *** DEVASTATES *** Iktul!
Iktul has fled!
Iktul leaves north.

civilized <1099hp 217m 843mv 5232tnl (75.78%)> 
A dwarf bouncer's crush devastates you!
You absorb the force of a dwarf bouncer's crush with a black and red striped armlet.
A dwarf bouncer is in perfect health.

civilized <1069hp 217m 843mv 5232tnl (75.78%)> 
Quarghelar says 'Quarghelar's greatest achievement defeating Iktul in contest.'
A dwarf bouncer is in perfect health.

civilized <1069hp 217m 843mv 5232tnl (75.78%)> The Common Area 
  Tables and chairs have been pushed away to form a large circle.  The floor 
is worn and smooth from heavy boots scraping and dancing.  A large wooden 
chandelier hangs overhead lined with thick red candles.  Patrons and barmaids 
swirl about as they enter the circle while others clap and sing watching from 
outside.  A warm orange fiery glow comes from the west.  To the south can be 
seen the main bar and many swinging mugs raised to toast.  Music and laughter 
come from the east from a stage raised up against the wall.  To the north is
the entrance of the inn.
 
[Exits: north east south west]
A cloud giant bouncer floats through the Inn.
An old gnome, carrying a tray of drinks over his head, dances his way 
through the common area.
A grizzled dwarven mercenary sits at a table examining some artifacts.
You flee from combat!

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(Iktul not put himself in place let smash. Go hunting everywhere else now. Find Traphe sleeping far off 
near wood-elf. I prep berserk I think. I think he have anthem song on.)

A Dungeon Cell 
  You are standing in a small, barren dungeon cell.  A small pile of
straw thrown into one corner serves as a makeshift bed, rusty
manacles are attached to the wall and a simple bowl containing some
decaying remains of food sits near the door.  Some parts of the walls
look considerably newer than the others, suggesting this cell has
been expanded at some point of its existence.
 
[Exits: north]
     A wilted corpse lies on the cell floor.
(Pink Aura) Traphe the human is sleeping here.

civilized <1128hp 357m 899mv 5158tnl (76.12%)>
Traphe yells 'Help!  I am being attacked by Eyrndiahl!'
You fade into existence.
Your defilement *** DEVASTATES *** Traphe!
Traphe is covered with bleeding wounds.

civilized <1128hp 357m 899mv 5158tnl (76.12%)> 
You parry Traphe's freezing bite.
Your defilement MANGLES Traphe!
Your wrath MASSACRES Traphe!
Traphe is covered with bleeding wounds.

civilized <1128hp 357m 899mv 5158tnl (76.12%)> 
You get in one more shot on Traphe as he flees.
Your parting blow MANGLES Traphe!
Traphe has fled!
Traphe leaves north.

civilized <1128hp 357m 899mv 5158tnl (76.12%)>
A Bend in the Corridor 
  The corridor comes to a bend here.  Quiet noises can be heard
echoing from an indeterminable direction, distorted by their
multiple reflections off the gray stone walls.  A torch set into
a sconce gives off dim, flickering light that can barely
illuminate the area.  West and north the corridor continues on,
but to the south and east you see a sturdy oaken door with no
signs what is behind them.
 
[Exits: north east south west]
(Pink Aura) Traphe the human is here.
You slam into Traphe, and send him flying!
Your bash scratches Traphe.
Traphe yells 'Help! Eyrndiahl is bashing me!'
Traphe is gushing blood.

civilized <1128hp 357m 898mv 5158tnl (76.12%)> 
You parry Traphe's freezing bite.
Your defilement MASSACRES Traphe!
Traphe dodges your wrath.
Your defilement MASSACRES Traphe!
Traphe is writhing in agony.

civilized <1128hp 357m 898mv 5158tnl (76.12%)> 
You parry Traphe's freezing bite.
Your defilement MASSACRES Traphe!
Traphe dodges your wrath.
Your defilement MASSACRES Traphe!
Your wrath MANGLES Traphe!
Traphe is DEAD!!
Traphe spills his guts all over the floor.

civilized <1128hp 357m 898mv 5158tnl (76.12%)>
The burnt corpse of Traphe contains:
     (Glowing) a thin black belt etched with crimson runes
     (Glowing) a heavily embroidered coronation mantle of purest gold
     a silver mask with emerald eyes
     (Humming) the slavemaster's insignia
     an adamantite bracer
     (Humming) a jewel-encrusted gold harp
     the master's pick set
     a small raft
     a circlet of dark metal
     a pitch-black ring
     a razor ring
     a pair of black suede boots
     a laced camelhide sack
     a small, wooden water cask
     a serpent-scale torso
     a death reed harp
     some leggings from the snow worm
     (Humming) a black robe of Sorcery
     (Humming) a black hammer
     a serpent-scale bracer
     white ribbons with a green streak down the middle
     vambraces of dragonscales
     (Humming) a titanium long sword
     a serpent-scale shield
     a small copper key
     a potion of returning
     a potion of transportation
     a decanter of 'Udgaardian Red'
     a gleaming silver sword
     a Frostbrand sword
     (Glowing) some leather gloves with black inscriptions
     an oil of sight
     10 gold coins
     183 silver coins
     60 copper coins


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(Hunting next day find a conjure also around wood-elf sleeping and wanting to make pets. I prep
berserk again.)

A Damp Hallway 
  You are in a damp, dimly lit hallway with rough stone walls. The hallway
leads to the north and south. The floor is covered with a patterned rug.
 
[Exits: north south]
     (Glowing) A celestial circle is inscribed upon the ground.
     (Glowing) A thaumaturgic circle is inscribed upon the ground.
( 5) A gleaming suit of moonstone-studded armor lies here.
( 5) A gleaming sword lies here, obviously well-polished.
     A simple key lies here.
     A small steel key lies here
Hojo the human is sleeping here.

civilized <1120hp 244m 834mv 5036tnl (76.69%)> 
You'll have to let him get back up first.

civilized <1120hp 254m 899mv 5036tnl (76.69%)>
You wake him.

civilized <1120hp 254m 899mv 5036tnl (76.69%)> You slam into Hojo, and send him flying!
Your bash hits Hojo.
Hojo yells 'Help! Eyrndiahl is bashing me!'
Hojo has a few scratches.

civilized <1120hp 254m 899mv 5036tnl (76.69%)> 
Hojo parries your defilement.
Your wrath *** DEMOLISHES *** Hojo!
Hojo parries your defilement.
Your defilement *** DEMOLISHES *** Hojo!
You parry Hojo's cleave.
Hojo is covered with bleeding wounds.

civilized <1120hp 254m 899mv 5036tnl (76.69%)>
Hojo parries your defilement.
Hojo parries your wrath.
Hojo parries your defilement.
Your defilement *** DEMOLISHES *** Hojo!
You parry Hojo's cleave.
Hojo is gushing blood.

civilized <1120hp 254m 899mv 5036tnl (76.69%)> You slam into Hojo, and send him flying!
Your bash injures Hojo.
Your defilement *** DEVASTATES *** Hojo!
Hojo deflects your wrath with his shield.
Hojo parries your defilement.
You parry Hojo's cleave.
You parry Hojo's cleave.
Hojo is writhing in agony.

civilized <1120hp 254m 899mv 5036tnl (76.69%)> 
Hojo parries your defilement.
Hojo deflects your wrath with his shield.
You parry Hojo's cleave.
Hojo is writhing in agony.

civilized <1120hp 254m 899mv 5036tnl (76.69%)>
Hojo parries your defilement.
Your wrath *** DEMOLISHES *** Hojo!
Your defilement *** DEMOLISHES *** Hojo!
Hojo is DEAD!!
Hojo's severed head plops on the ground.

(hojo send me tell later saying he was meditating though.)