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Nazgul Party

Post by Tarlok » 30 Nov 2019 04:26

Another old log from around 2004. Lag was a serious consideration then as you can see from the talk about turning see fights off and having people wait outside. And I enjoy the irony vs today... all this for an hour's use.

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You are physically feeling very well and mentally somewhat degraded.
You feel extremely secure and extremely alert.
You can barely eat more and drink quite a lot more.
You are sober.
You are holy.
You are burdened.
You are 105 days 15 hours 40 minutes 54 seconds of age.
> There are 56 players in the game. Within the requested type you know:
Andraghoras* the Incessant Surveyor of the Travellers, Decorated Soldier and Assistant Recruitment Commander of the Blue Dragonarmy and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, hero, male human
Budwise Quillith from the House of Xelith, the Flamestar of Calia and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, champion, male elf
Caerid the Sun Scarred Gladiator of Athas, rising hero, male human
Canibus Fume of the Red Hand, Ferocious Captain of the Red Fang, the Ferocious Gladiator of Athas, hero, male goblin
Creed Xelith from the House of Xelith, the Resplendent Dancer on the West Wind, High Priest of the Dragon Order, Trusted Member of Mersereau's Major Monster Mashers and Folk Hero of the Thornlin Militia, hero, male elf
Elanon the Iceblade, Calian Champion and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, rising hero, male human
Eldior Eilaith, the Master Recruiter of the Rangers of Ithilien and Blacksmith of the Shire, titan, male half-elf
Ghilvearn* Vindicore of the Black Blade, Fierce Captain of the Red Fang, the Decorated Soldier of the Red Dragonarmy, rising hero, male goblin
Logg the Mighty Rockfriend, Thane of the Hill Dwarves and Devotee of Gu, Dedicated Worshipper of the Elements, champion, male dwarf
Lysander of the House of Hador, the Lieutenant of the Rangers of Ithilien and Warg's Bane of the Thornlin Militia, titan, female human
Mandylorien Ailia from the House of Silith, the Resplendent Dragonmaster of the Tempest Moon, High Priest of the Dragon Order, titan, male elf
Mersereau of the House of Hurin, the Crystalsword, Exalted Member of Caliana's Elite Guard, Proud Leader of Mersereau's Major Monster Mashers and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, titan, male human
Mirilander Khilarith from the House of Silith, the Resplendent Dragonmistress of the Elyzerin Sun, High Priestess of the Dragon Order and Legend of the Thornlin Militia, rising hero, female elf
Morpheus the General of the Solamnian Armies, champion, male human
Odysseus the Lethal Grunt, Grimson, Exalted Member of Caliana's Elite Guard and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, titan, male goblin
Quaid the Decorated Soldier and Recruitment Commander of the Blue Dragonarmy and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, titan, male human
Ravenrage of the House of Borlad, the Nightwarrior of Calia and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, champion, male human
Stiel the Admired Historian of the Travellers and Lord Warrior of Solamnia, hero, male human
Tarlok Kendrick, the Lord Warrior of Solamnia, titan, male human
Thyrus Xelith from the House of Xelith, the Snowwolf of Calia, Trusted Member of Mersereau's Major Monster Mashers and Bold Pikeman of the Thornlin Militia, champion, male elf
Wolverine of the House of Borlad, the Accomplished Dragon Rider and Master Armourer of the Blue Dragonarmy and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, titan, male human
> Lysander bows deeply before you, saying: Hail Ithilien!
Stiel says: two I mean then
Stiel smiles happily.
Budwise introduces himself as:
Budwise Quillith from the House of Xelith, the Flamestar of Calia and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, champion, male elf.
Lysander speaks in Adunaic: Ladindell is on his way
Ravenrage says: its damn wrong place to stand on btrw :)
Stiel introduces himself as:
Stiel the Admired Historian of the Travellers and Lord Warrior of Solamnia, hero, male human.
Mirilander hugs Lysander.
Lysander introduces herself as:
Lysander of the House of Hador, the Lieutenant of the Rangers of Ithilien and Warg's Bane of the Thornlin Militia, titan, female human.
Logg burps rudely.
Logg burps rudely.
Logg introduces himself as:
Logg the Mighty Rockfriend, Thane of the Hill Dwarves and Devotee of Gu, Dedicated Worshipper of the Elements, champion, male dwarf.
Ravenrage introduces himself as:
Ravenrage of the House of Borlad, the Nightwarrior of Calia and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, champion, male human.
Elanon introduces himself to Lysander.
Morpheus bursts into hearty, infectious laughter.
Ravenrage says: hi
Mandylorien introduces himself as:
Mandylorien Ailia from the House of Silith, the Resplendent Dragonmaster of the Tempest Moon, High Priest of the Dragon Order, titan, male elf.
A road across a forest in the central eastern parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
The sun is setting in the west, colouring the sky golden red. You have
entered a great roofless ring of trees, open in the middle to the sombre
sky, and the spaces between their immense boles are like the great dark
arches of some ruined hall. In the very centre four ways meet. North the
road leads to Morannon, south it continues its journey towards Harad, west
the road from old Osgiliath comes climbing, and crossing, it passes
eastwards into the shadow of the mountains. There is a huge, sitting stone
figure here.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
Lysander, Mandylorien, a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse with Stiel riding on him, Mirilander, Logg, a grand white warhorse with you riding on him, a skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
> Morpheus says: Qutie quite
Lysander says: Hello!
Ravenrage invites Lysander to join his team.
Lysander joined the team of Ravenrage.
Stiel says: knock gate?
Lysander says: Ladindell is on his way
Ravenrage giggles merrily.
Lysander shakes her head in disagreement.
Ravenrage says: where he is?
Stiel smiles.
Ravenrage says: nazzie
Lysander says: Not sure, but he's coming
Mirilander hiccups.
Mirilander hiccups.
Mirilander hiccups.
Mirilander hiccups.
Mirilander pats herself on her tummy.
Mirilander smiles slightly.
Mersereau arrives limping from the west.
Creed arrives from the west.
Thyrus arrives from the west.
Odysseus introduces himself to Lysander.
Lysander says: The nazgul is near the bridge right now
Mersereau leaves limping east.
Creed leaves east.
Thyrus leaves east.
Lysander says: Who are the tanks?
Logg thunders: Does the thing hunt?
Mersereau arrives limping from the east.
Creed arrives from the east.
Thyrus arrives from the east.
Mersereau leaves limping west.
Creed leaves west.
Thyrus leaves west.
Stiel says: Who knows.
Morpheus says: Raven tanks
Mirilander falls down laughing.
Elanon burps rudely.
Elanon burps rudely.
Elanon burps rudely.
Elanon burps rudely.
Elanon burps rudely.
Ravenrage says: ahh mers went straight in to MM
Ravenrage grins merrily.
Morpheus says: MB me at will
Mersereau arrives limping from the west.
Creed arrives from the west.
Thyrus arrives from the west.
Lysander gives a leather pouch containing herbs to Ravenrage.
Mersereau leaves limping south.
Creed leaves south.
Thyrus leaves south.
Mirilander grins merrily.
Morpheus grins merrily.
Lysander says: Some seregons in there
Ravenrage ties a pouch to his belt.
Ravenrage opens the leather pouch containing herbs.
Ravenrage closes the leather pouch containing herbs.
Mirilander scratches her head.
Lysander says: who will rescue him?
You are carrying two silver coins, ten platinum coins and five gold coins.
You are wielding a basket-hilt falchion in your left hand and a
straight-bladed abbasi in your right hand.
You are wearing your insignia of the crimson kestrel.
You are wearing a pair of banded armour sleeves, a pair of tempered greaves,
a black platemail, a flowing ermine-lined robe, a belt of pouches (open), a
gold chain, a silver-plated iron boots, a suede leather scrip (open) and a
frightening looking skull helmet.
You are riding a grand white warhorse.
You are also carrying a black raven, six steaming Palanthian soups, seven
bags of cookies and a herb jar (open).
> Lysander opens the suede leather scrip.
Lysander gets many unknown purple potions and many powerful clear potions from her suede leather scrip (open).
Lysander closes the suede leather scrip.
Mirilander sings: What are they doing?
Stiel says: Morph.
Lysander gives five unknown purple potions to Ravenrage.
Ravenrage says: to lusander chew right?
Mersereau arrives limping from the south.
Creed arrives from the south.
Thyrus arrives from the south.
Ravenrage opens the leather pouch containing herbs.
Lysander says: chew seregon
Ravenrage closes the leather pouch containing herbs.
Mandylorien sings: ext alert
Mersereau leaves limping west.
Creed leaves west.
Thyrus leaves west.
Ravenrage nods solemnly.
Lysander gives a leather pouch containing herbs to Morpheus.
Stiel says: What does seregon do?
Odysseus mumbles: alert
Lysander gives five unknown purple potions to Morpheus.
A smiling messenger arrives.
He runs up to Stiel and clings to his leg. After catching its breath, the child gives him a letter.
Stiel scratches his head.
Morpheus nods thankfully at Lysander.
Lysander says: Helps protect against magic
You are carrying two silver coins, ten platinum coins and five gold coins.
You are wielding a basket-hilt falchion in your left hand and a
straight-bladed abbasi in your right hand.
You are wearing your insignia of the crimson kestrel.
You are wearing a pair of banded armour sleeves, a pair of tempered greaves,
a black platemail, a flowing ermine-lined robe, a belt of pouches (open), a
gold chain, a silver-plated iron boots, a suede leather scrip (open) and a
frightening looking skull helmet.
You are riding a grand white warhorse.
You are also carrying a black raven, six steaming Palanthian soups, seven
bags of cookies and a herb jar (open).
> Ravenrage nods knowingly.
Stiel breaks the seal on a letter and opens it.
A road across a forest in the central eastern parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
The sun is setting in the west, colouring the sky golden red. You have
entered a great roofless ring of trees, open in the middle to the sombre
sky, and the spaces between their immense boles are like the great dark
arches of some ruined hall. In the very centre four ways meet. North the
road leads to Morannon, south it continues its journey towards Harad, west
the road from old Osgiliath comes climbing, and crossing, it passes
eastwards into the shadow of the mountains. There is a huge, sitting stone
figure here.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
Lysander, Mandylorien, a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse with Stiel riding on him, Mirilander, Logg, a grand white warhorse with you riding on him, a skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
> Stiel reads over a letter.
Ravenrage says: just forgot the verb :)
Lysander gives five powerful clear potions to Ravenrage.
Lysander gives five powerful clear potions to Morpheus.
Morpheus says: Who needs weapons?
Ravenrage opens the large backpack.
Ravenrage puts five strange clear potions and five unknown purple potions into his large backpack (open).
Ravenrage closes the large backpack.
Morpheus says: Reangers should not fight?
Elanon says: I do
Elanon says: 1
Morpheus says to Elanon: what do you need?
Stiel says: I can use a couple spares.
Elanon says: a light sword
Budwise sings: i only have sabre
Stiel drops a letter from Barak.
Ravenrage says: i wouldnt mind one two handed sword bro
Morpheus opens the sturdy leather knapsack.
The letter blows away with the wind.
Morpheus gets three solamnian broadswords, a black sword, a lethal dragon-forged dagger, two draconian claymores, a gleaming white spear, a steely longsword, a basket-hilt falchion and a gleaming white halberd from his sturdy leather knapsack (open).
Ravenrage agrees wholeheartedly with Morpheus.
Morpheus drops a black sword.
Stiel gives a letter to the smiling messenger acting as his messenger.
The smiling messenger folds the paper up, puts it in an envelope, and seals it.
He then dashes off as fast as he can.
Lysander hiccups.
Lysander hiccups.
Lysander hiccups.
Morpheus puts a lethal dragon-forged dagger into his sturdy leather knapsack (open).
Mirilander sings: Should I use polearm and jab?
The grand white warhorse throws back its head and whinnies loudly.
Ravenrage nods hopefully.
Morpheus nods solemnly at Mirilander.
Mirilander opens the sturdy leather knapsack.
Mirilander gets a valenwood staff from her sturdy leather knapsack (open).
Stiel says: Pass me broadsword pls.
Mirilander closes the sturdy leather knapsack.
Lysander says: He will break it as soon as you hit him
Mirilander wields her valenwood staff.
You get a worn broadsword, a two-handed sword, three jagged swords, four longswords, two strong spears, a heavy glaive and two sinister halberds from your suede leather scrip (open).
> Stiel stops wielding his basket-hilt falchion.
Stiel sheathes his basket-hilt falchion.
Morpheus gives a solamnian broadsword to Stiel.
Elanon says to Morpheus: a broadsword will do
Mirilander opens the blue belt of pouches.
Mirilander gets a leather scalemail cloak, a pair of steel boots, a black platemail, a tempered shield, a death's shield, a pair of tempered greaves, an iron helm and a pair of banded armour sleeves from her blue belt of pouches (open).
Mirilander removes her sturdy leather knapsack.
Mirilander removes her blue belt of pouches (open).
Mirilander wears the pair of banded armour sleeves.
Mirilander wears the iron helm.
Mirilander wears the pair of tempered greaves.
Mirilander wears the black platemail.
Mirilander wears the pair of steel boots.
Mirilander wears the sturdy leather knapsack.
Mirilander wears the blue belt of pouches (open).
Mirilander tries to put translucent silk veil in blue belt of pouches (open) but fails.
Mirilander tries to put pair of leather militia boots in blue belt of pouches (open) but fails.
Mirilander puts a death's shield, a tempered shield and a leather scalemail cloak into her blue belt of pouches (open).
Stiel wields his solamnian broadsword.
Mirilander closes the blue belt of pouches.
Logg removes his huge mithril shield.
Ravenrage says: i wouldnt mind one two handed sword bro
Mandylorien sings: what about plexus..is it ok to use it?
Mirilander sings to Lysander: So? ;)
Logg stops wielding his mighty dwarven cleaver.
Morpheus gives a draconian claymore to Elanon.
Ravenrage shakes his head in disagreement.
Mirilander sings: no, NO plexus
Logg takes a firm grip on his blue heavy battleaxe, therewith wielding it in both his hands.
Ravenrage says: dont use it or I am dead
Elanon nods understandingly.
Morpheus gives a draconian claymore to Ravenrage.
Stiel says: NO, he will black breath the person tanking.
Ravenrage thanks Morpheus gratefully.
Mirilander sings: absolutely no plexus. only strike
Mandylorien takes a dragon-marked claymore from his large backpack (open).
Ravenrage opens the large backpack.
Ravenrage stores a draconian claymore in the large backpack (open).
Ravenrage closes the large backpack.
Morpheus gives a gleaming white halberd to Mirilander.
Mandylorien sings: i have claymore if someone needs it
Mandylorien shows his dragon-marked claymore around.
Mirilander thanks Morpheus gratefully.
Stiel says: Sure.
The skittish grey warhorse stomps its hoof on the ground, neighing softly.
Stiel eats a huge melon.
Morpheus says: SHintor anyone?
Odysseus mumbles: so what about stunning mauls from mauling calians?
Logg thunders: does any one need GG?
Ravenrage says: ps guys you mind doing a small favour :)
Morpheus says: Guess I use shintor
Ravenrage says: otions see fights off :)
Logg thunders: they dont seem to make me any quicker
Ravenrage says: so i get less lag
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse suddenly snorts, and tosses its mane.
Stiel says: options see no fights.
Stiel smiles.
Odysseus mumbles: they just make me more tired
Stiel says: Sure, pass gg's.
Budwise peers quizzically at the black sword.
Ravenrage smiles happily.
Logg slides off the pair of golden gauntlets.
Logg gives a pair of golden gauntlets to Stiel.
Stiel removes his pair of banded armour sleeves.
Logg gets a pair of banded armour sleeves from his brown leather backpack (open).
Stiel says: Want sleeves?
Ravenrage says: ok time to go look for him
Logg wears the pair of banded armour sleeves.
Morpheus says: Whe else need weapons?
Lysander says: Wait for Lad
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A road across a forest in the central eastern parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ravenrage leaves east.
Budwise leaves east.
Elanon leaves east.
Odysseus leaves east.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse east.
A road across a forest in the central eastern parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
A black sword.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the west.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the west.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the west.
Mandylorien arrives from the west.
Stiel removes his ruby-eyed snake ring.
Ravenrage says: ahh
Budwise leaves east.
Morpheus puts a solamnian broadsword into his sturdy leather knapsack (open).
Budwise arrives from the east.
Stiel slides a pair of golden gauntlets on over his hands and arms.
Odysseus mumbles: how many weapons should we each have?
Stiel slides a ruby-eyed snake ring onto his finger.
You get a black sword.
> Ravenrage pokes Budwise in the ribs.
You study the black sword carefully.
A black blade with a bone hilt, bearing the emblem of an eye.
It looks like it is in prime condition.

You appraise that the weight is 12 kilograms and you guess its volume is about 6400 milliliters. You estimate its worth to 1500 cc. This object seems to be able to last a while.
The sword is made to be wielded in any hand.
> Budwise sings: i do
Mirilander sings: nice to have 2 healers/cleansers
Mirilander grins merrily.
Stiel says: about 4-5 hopefully,.
Mandylorien sings: options see no fights
Mirilander sings: afk 1 min
[Lysander] looks around searching for rich people.
[The pointy-eared philosophical male elf] straightens up.
Budwise sings: only have sabre
Odysseus mumbles: I have three swords
The pointy-eared philosophical male elf leaves east.
Mandylorien sings: no one needs claymore?
[Lysander] speaks in Adunaic: any mages awake?
A pointy-eared philosophical male elf arrives from the east.
Ravenrage introduces himself as:
Ravenrage of the House of Borlad, the Nightwarrior of Calia and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, champion, male human.
Lysander decides to come out of hiding.
Lysander introduces herself to a pointy-eared philosophical male elf.
Ravenrage says: hi
Odysseus introduces himself as:
Odysseus the Lethal Grunt, Grimson, Exalted Member of Caliana's Elite Guard and High Blademaster of Khalakhor, titan, male goblin.
Mandylorien shows his dragon-marked claymore around.
You introduce yourself to a pointy-eared philosophical male elf.
> Kattack who?
> Lysander bows before the pointy-eared philosophical male elf saying: Hail Ithilien!
Morpheus says: Getting low on swords
Stiel introduces himself as:
Stiel the Admired Historian of the Travellers and Lord Warrior of Solamnia, hero, male human.
Stiel looks around searching for rich people.
The pointy-eared philosophical male elf introduces himself as:
Ladindell the Courser of the Rangers of Ithilien and Bold Pikeman of the Thornlin Militia, hero, male elf.
Morpheus gives a steely longsword to Budwise.
You introduce yourself to Ladindell.
> Ravenrage invites Ladindell to join his team.
Logg introduces himself as:
Logg the Mighty Rockfriend, Thane of the Hill Dwarves and Devotee of Gu, Dedicated Worshipper of the Elements, champion, male dwarf.
You study Ladindell carefully.

Ladindell is a pointy-eared philosophical male elf, presenting himself as:
Ladindell the Courser of the Rangers of Ithilien and Bold Pikeman of the Thornlin Militia, hero, male elf.
He has scars on his left leg, nose, left arm, forehead, left cheek and right cheek.
He is wearing a golden scabbard.
He is wielding a long sharp naginata in both hands.
He is nodding understandingly.
He is wearing a diamond moon-shaped amulet, a silver mermaid ring, a pair of
leather militia boots, a blue dragonscale armour, a dark-green cloak, a
large camouflaged backpack (open) and a pair of high steel plate greaves.
He has ancient emerald green eyes.
His hair is waist length, white and styled with a pony tail.
He has tanned skin.
He is very tall and of normal width for an elf.
He looks unpleasant.
He seems to be feeling very well.
He has a pierced left ear with no ring in it.
He is looking hardened and wind-swept.
He is wearing his plain copper pin, identifying him as a Wise Person of Genesis.
He is gallantly carrying a purse fastened on the belt, which indicates that He is an Average Member of the Rich Men's Club.

You appraise that the weight is 55 kilograms and you guess his volume is
about 55 liters.

> Elanon introduces himself to Ladindell.
Morpheus says to Budwise in shining armour: can you read the runes?
Ravenrage says: join uo plz :)
Ladindell joined the team of Ravenrage.
Budwise removes his tempered shield.
Mandylorien introduces himself to Ladindell.
Ravenrage smiles happily.
Stiel says: Ugelplect still king MM?
Ravenrage says: we go look
Morpheus says to Budwise in shining armour: Start with that sword
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A road across a forest in the central eastern parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage and a small brown rabbit.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A road across a forest in the central eastern parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
Lysander decides to come out of hiding.
Lysander asks Ladindell something.
Kattack who?
> Budwise sheathes his steely longsword.
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A road across a forest in the central parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
Budwise wears the tempered shield.
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A road across a forest in the central parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A road across a forest in the central parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage, two orcs, a sinister male orc and an orc captain.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
The orc captain attacks Mirilander.
The orc captain attacks Logg.
The orc captain attacks you!
The orc captain attacks Morpheus.
The orc captain attacks Elanon.
The orc captain attacks Budwise.
The orc captain attacks Ravenrage.
The dirty male orc attacks Mirilander.
The dirty male orc attacks Logg.
The dirty male orc attacks you!
The dirty male orc attacks Morpheus.
The dirty male orc attacks Elanon.
The dirty male orc attacks Budwise.
The dirty male orc attacks Ravenrage.
The sinister male orc attacks Mirilander.
The sinister male orc attacks Logg.
The sinister male orc attacks you!
The sinister male orc attacks Morpheus.
The sinister male orc attacks Elanon.
The sinister male orc attacks Budwise.
The sinister male orc attacks Ravenrage.
The dirty male orc attacks Mirilander.
The dirty male orc attacks Logg.
The dirty male orc attacks you!
The dirty male orc attacks Morpheus.
The dirty male orc attacks Elanon.
The dirty male orc attacks Budwise.
The dirty male orc attacks Ravenrage.
Mandylorien stores a dragon-marked claymore in the large backpack (open).
Dodging the orc captain's blow, you move in to counterattack...
> You are already preparing to attack.
> Morpheus puts a basket-hilt falchion into his sturdy leather knapsack (open).
You seriously stab the orc captain's legs with your straight-bladed abbasi.
You slash the orc captain's stomach with your basket-hilt falchion, opening a nasty wound.
You are already preparing to attack.
> You are already preparing to attack.
> Morpheus closes the sturdy leather knapsack.
Morpheus confidently lunges forward, driving the blade of his solamnian broadsword deep into the body of the orc captain.
Morpheus begins to calm down from the excitement of battle, having survived yet again.
The orc captain died.
Morpheus killed him.
Ravenrage seriously cuts the dirty male orc's left arm with his straight-bladed abbasi.
Ravenrage stabs the dirty male orc's body with his violet-edged red shortsword.
Budwise seriously cuts the dirty male orc's left arm with his ivory-handled sabre.
Elanon seriously stabs the dirty male orc's body with his curved sword.
The dirty male orc died.
Elanon killed him.
Morpheus stabs deeply into the sinister male orc's body with his solamnian broadsword.
Logg soundly beats the sinister male orc's legs with his blue heavy battleaxe.
The sinister male orc died.
Logg killed him.
Mirilander seriously beats the dirty male orc's right arm with her valenwood staff.
You are unable to attack your target.
Odysseus assists Logg and attacks the dirty male orc.
Stiel attacks the dirty male orc.
You turn to attack the dirty male orc.
You slash the dirty male orc's lower right arm with your basket-hilt falchion, opening a nasty wound.
Elanon fetches some coins from his purse.
Elanon looks in his purse to make sure there is room left.
The dirty male orc swings clumsily, leaving an opening in his defence which you move to exploit...
> Ladindell assists Odysseus and attacks the dirty male orc.
You are already preparing to attack.
> Elanon assists Odysseus and attacks the dirty male orc.
Morpheus assists Elanon and attacks the dirty male orc.
You seriously stab the dirty male orc's body with your straight-bladed abbasi.
Budwise assists Ravenrage and attacks the dirty male orc.
You confidently lunge forward, driving the blade of your basket-hilt falchion deep into the dirty male orc's body.
You wipe the blood from your basket-hilt falchion as you regard the dirty male orc solemnly, knowing his end is near.
The dirty male orc died.
You killed the dirty male orc.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally somewhat degraded.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
[Lysander] is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is feeling very well.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
> Morpheus says: heh
Mandylorien falls down laughing.
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A road across a forest in the central eastern parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
Stiel smiles happily.
Logg peers quizzically around.
Morpheus says: Spear anyone?
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A road across a forest in the central eastern parts of Ithilien in Gondor.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
Stiel says: Tough gifht

You feel able to focus yourself towards your opponent again.


--==< Knight Options >==--

Battlecries: off
Mercy: off
Primary: right

> Kattack who?
> Morpheus says: SOL that is
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A street in the eastern parts of Osgiliath in Ithilien.
There are two obvious exits: west and east.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
-= Battlecries: on =-
> Mirilander sings: dumb
Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
A street in the eastern parts of Osgiliath in Ithilien.
There are three obvious exits: east, southeast and west.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
Mirilander grins merrily.
Ravenrage leaves southeast.
Budwise leaves southeast.
Elanon leaves southeast.
Odysseus leaves southeast.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse southeast.
North of the Morgulduin bridge by Osgiliath.
There are two obvious exits: southeast and northwest.
Two leather armours, a heavy mace, an iron shield and an iron scimitar.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the northwest.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the northwest.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the northwest.
Mandylorien arrives from the northwest.
Ladindell arrives from the northwest.
Morpheus wields his gleaming white spear.
Ravenrage leaves southeast.
Budwise leaves southeast.
Elanon leaves southeast.
Odysseus leaves southeast.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse southeast.
You walk across the stone bridge, trying not to breathe in the fumes from
the stream beneath.
South of the Morgulduin bridge by Osgiliath.
There are two obvious exits: west and northwest.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage, a foul male orc and a beastly male orc.
Logg arrives from the northwest.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the northwest.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the northwest.
Mandylorien arrives from the northwest.
Ladindell arrives from the northwest.
The beastly male orc attacks Ladindell.
The beastly male orc attacks Mandylorien.
The beastly male orc attacks Stiel.
The beastly male orc attacks Mirilander.
The beastly male orc attacks Logg.
The beastly male orc attacks you!
The beastly male orc attacks Morpheus.
The beastly male orc attacks Elanon.
The beastly male orc attacks Budwise.
The beastly male orc attacks Ravenrage.
The foul male orc attacks Ladindell.
The foul male orc attacks Mandylorien.
The foul male orc attacks Stiel.
The foul male orc attacks Mirilander.
The foul male orc attacks Logg.
The foul male orc attacks you!
The foul male orc attacks Morpheus.
The foul male orc attacks Elanon.
The foul male orc attacks Budwise.
The foul male orc attacks Ravenrage.
The skittish grey warhorse shifts its great weight slightly, the powerful muscles rippling beneath its hair.
The grand white warhorse lowers its head, tossing its mane from one side to the other.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse tosses its head around and snorts playfully.
Mirilander sings: to morpehus I'd love one
Stiel cuts deeply into the beastly male orc's legs with his obsidian longsword.
Stiel seriously cuts the beastly male orc's body with his solamnian broadsword.
The beastly male orc swings clumsily, leaving an opening in his defence which you move to exploit...
> Ravenrage stabs deeply into the beastly male orc's legs with his straight-bladed abbasi.
The beastly male orc died.
Ravenrage killed him.
Budwise cuts deeply into the foul male orc's body with his ivory-handled sabre.
Elanon seriously stabs the foul male orc's body with his curved sword.
Morpheus seriously stabs the foul male orc's body with his solamnian broadsword.
The foul male orc died.
Morpheus killed him.
Kattack who?
> You are unable to attack your target.
Kattack who?
> Ravenrage leaves west.
Budwise leaves west.
Elanon leaves west.
Odysseus leaves west.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse west.
You feel fear creeping upon you as you look at the dark, menacing figure,
and you struggle to control yourself!
You feel that the black shape is staring straight at you.
On the east bank of the river Anduin.
There are two obvious exits: east and south.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage and a large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Logg arrives from the east.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the east.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the east.
Mandylorien arrives from the east.
Ladindell arrives from the east.
Mirilander puts her gleaming white halberd in her holster.
Morpheus says: Rangers should not fight?
Ravenrage says: nice and easy
[Lysander] nods solemnly.
Ravenrage nods agreeably.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally somewhat degraded.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
[Lysander] is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is feeling very well.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is feeling very well.
> Stiel smiles.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse smiles coldly, the power of the Dark Lord apparent in his eyes.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit stronger than you.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit better coordinated than you.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit healthier than you.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is smarter than you.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit wiser than you.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit braver than you.
> Ravenrage says: rangers plz we need you healthy :)
Logg stays totally calm, despite the situation.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit stronger than Morpheus.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit better coordinated than Morpheus.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit healthier than Morpheus.
Morpheus is about as smart as the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Morpheus is a bit wiser than the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit braver than Morpheus.
> Stiel says: Easier to see and heal I think.
Odysseus burps rudely.
Odysseus burps rudely.
Odysseus burps rudely.
Morpheus says: All have two weapons?
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit stronger than Ravenrage.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit better coordinated than Ravenrage.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit healthier than Ravenrage.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is a bit smarter than Ravenrage.
Ravenrage is about as wise as the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is about as brave as Ravenrage.
> Budwise sings: and no plex
Ravenrage says: he can cast cloud
Mirilander introduces herself to Ladindell.
Budwise nods solemnly.
Elanon asks Ravenrage something.
You drop a black sword, two sinister halberds, a heavy glaive, two strong spears, four longswords, three jagged swords, a two-handed sword and a worn broadsword.
> Ravenrage says: then we suck
Odysseus gets two basket-hilt falchions from his leather backpack (open).
You get a black sword.
> Morpheus says: Whats syntax for see fights off?
You get three longswords.
> Mandylorien takes a dragon-marked claymore from his large backpack (open).
Ladindell takes a brown tree mushroom from his leather pouch containing herbs (open).
Mirilander sings: options see off
Stiel says: options see no fights
Ravenrage says: options see fights off
Mandylorien drops a dragon-marked claymore.
Morpheus nods solemnly.
Budwise chuckles politely.
Stiel smiles.
You are standing on the east riverbank of the Anduin river. A foul-smelling
river flows past to the north of here, its steaming dark water merging with
Anduin just to the northwest. A bridge from the old days crosses the
Morgulduin to the east, leading into the ruined city of Osgiliath. The
ruins are beyond the stream to the north. Green ilexes and tall oaks grow
in thickets to the southeast, marking the edge of the southern forests of
Ithilien. Far beyond the great river Anduin, you spot a large circular
stone wall.
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Re: Nazgul Party

Post by Tarlok » 30 Nov 2019 04:27

There are two obvious exits: east and south.
A dragon-marked claymore, a worn broadsword, a two-handed sword, three jagged swords, a longsword, two strong spears, a heavy glaive and two sinister halberds.
Ladindell, [Lysander], Mandylorien, a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse with Stiel riding on him, Mirilander, Logg, a grand white warhorse with you riding on him, a skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage and a large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
> Elanon nods readily.
Stiel says: 3 diff ones.
Ravenrage says: o well :)
Logg thunders: What are our tactics?
Stiel nods readily.
Morpheus drops a blue sword.
Mandylorien sings: options see no fights
Mirilander sings: options see off works
Mirilander grins merrily.
Morpheus burps rudely.
Morpheus burps rudely.
Morpheus burps rudely.
Morpheus burps rudely.
Mirilander sings: rest doesn't
[Lysander] says: quaff 2 purples?
Morpheus says: Attack and hope for the best
Logg goes hmmmm.
Ravenrage opens the large backpack.
Ravenrage gets two unknown purple potions from his large backpack (open).
Ravenrage closes the large backpack.
[Lysander] says: chew seregon
Budwise sings: ah the classic
Mandylorien sings: should i plexus?
Morpheus says: NO
Elanon says: NO
Stiel says: NO
You pull a tuft of short light brown hair from your scalp in despair.
> Budwise sings: NO PLEXUS
Ravenrage says: NO :)
A smiling messenger arrives.
He runs up to Stiel and clings to his leg. After catching its breath, the child gives him a letter.
Logg thunders: I'd rather no its capibilities first
Mandylorien sings: ok thanks
Stiel peers quizzically at Mandylorien.
Ravenrage grins merrily.
Lysander decides to come out of hiding.
Lysander asks Ladindell something.
Stiel breaks the seal on a letter and opens it.
Kattack who?
> Logg takes a firm grip on his blue heavy battleaxe.
Stiel reads over a letter.
Mirilander sings to Mandylorien: I told you 10 times allready...
Morpheus says: If all are set we start in one min
Stiel drops a letter from Barak.
Mirilander grins merrily.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse lowers himself to the ground and seems to sniff for something, as if hunting.
Morpheus says: Anyone need more weapons?
The letter blows away with the wind.
Odysseus mumbles to Ravenrage: when we are ready use ctwar
Mandylorien starts to breathe very slowly and a look of concentration and peace fall upon his face.
Logg thunders: what do we do if all get stat cloud?
Ravenrage says: rangers you wait east? or want to see the fight (worser option) :)
Budwise gets a jagged sword.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse stops sniffing for tracks on the ground.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse rises again.
Stiel says: leave.
Morpheus says: Remember to rewield onece your weapon breaks
Mirilander sings: we just get from ground
In old Solamnian, you utter: i could use magic weapon
> Odysseus mumbles: hope he dies quick
Mirilander agrees wholeheartedly.
Lysander opens the suede leather scrip.
Lysander puts a strange halberd into her suede leather scrip (open).
Lysander closes the suede leather scrip.
In old Solamnian, you utter: if u got a few extra
> Morpheus gives you a heavy steel club.
Stiel utters in old Solamnian: Claymore n deck.
Lysander says: Don't you want us here to heal?
You smile happily.
> Mirilander sings: hope I can attack :)
Stiel utters in old Solamnian: On deck
Odysseus mumbles: yes we want you here to heal
Elanon removes his tempered shield.
You are standing on the east riverbank of the Anduin river. A foul-smelling
river flows past to the north of here, its steaming dark water merging with
Anduin just to the northwest. A bridge from the old days crosses the
Morgulduin to the east, leading into the ruined city of Osgiliath. The
ruins are beyond the stream to the north. Green ilexes and tall oaks grow
in thickets to the southeast, marking the edge of the southern forests of
Ithilien. Far beyond the great river Anduin, you spot a large circular
stone wall.

There are two obvious exits: east and south.
A blue sword, a dragon-marked claymore, a worn broadsword, a two-handed sword, two jagged swords, a longsword, two strong spears, a heavy glaive and two sinister halberds.
Ladindell, Lysander, Mandylorien, a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse with Stiel riding on him, Mirilander, Logg, a grand white warhorse with you riding on him, a skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage and a large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
> You study the blue sword carefully.
A blue sword. Some runes are engraved in the blade.
It looks like it is in prime condition.

You appraise that the weight is 7200 grams and you guess its volume is about 2700 milliliters. You estimate its worth to 10 cc. This object seems to be able to last a while.
The sword is made to be wielded in the right hand.
> Ravenrage says: well if you are healthy we have good chances to stay alive
Mirilander opens the expensive gold-shimmering purse.
Mirilander puts two small iron discs into her expensive gold-shimmering purse (open).
Mirilander closes the expensive gold-shimmering purse.
Odysseus mumbles: we dont want you to attack
You are carrying two silver coins, ten platinum coins and five gold coins.
You are wielding a basket-hilt falchion in your left hand and a
straight-bladed abbasi in your right hand.
You are wearing your insignia of the crimson kestrel.
You are wearing a pair of banded armour sleeves, a pair of tempered greaves,
a black platemail, a flowing ermine-lined robe, a belt of pouches (open), a
gold chain, a silver-plated iron boots, a suede leather scrip (open) and a
frightening looking skull helmet.
You are riding a grand white warhorse.
You are also carrying a heavy steel club, three longswords, a black sword, a
black raven, six steaming Palanthian soups, seven bags of cookies and a
herb jar (open).
> Lysander says: Ladindell is idle
Morpheus opens the sturdy leather knapsack.
You are standing on the east riverbank of the Anduin river. A foul-smelling
river flows past to the north of here, its steaming dark water merging with
Anduin just to the northwest. A bridge from the old days crosses the
Morgulduin to the east, leading into the ruined city of Osgiliath. The
ruins are beyond the stream to the north. Green ilexes and tall oaks grow
in thickets to the southeast, marking the edge of the southern forests of
Ithilien. Far beyond the great river Anduin, you spot a large circular
stone wall.

There are two obvious exits: east and south.
A blue sword, a dragon-marked claymore, a worn broadsword, a two-handed sword, two jagged swords, a longsword, two strong spears, a heavy glaive and two sinister halberds.
Ladindell, Lysander, Mandylorien, a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse with Stiel riding on him, Mirilander, Logg, a grand white warhorse with you riding on him, a skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage and a large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
> Stiel says: All go east if he clouds?
Mirilander sings: The black plate helm covering his invincible head appears to offer impenetrable protection.
Mirilander sings: The black platemail covering his invincible body appears to offer impenetrable protection.
Morpheus gets a solamnian broadsword from his sturdy leather knapsack (open).
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse gazes intimidatingly at his surroundings, looking for a victim.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse leaves south.
Mirilander sings: His left arm, right arm and legs are unprotected by armour.
Lysander says: He only clouds the tanks
Stiel says: Or finish him off.
Morpheus gives you a solamnian broadsword.
Logg thunders to Lysander: need some mana shrooms?
Ravenrage leaves south.
Budwise leaves south.
Elanon leaves south.
Odysseus leaves south.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse south.
You feel fear creeping upon you as you look at the dark, menacing figure,
and you struggle to control yourself!
You feel that the black shape is staring straight at you.
On the east bank of the river Anduin.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage and a large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Logg arrives from the north.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the north.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the north.
Mandylorien arrives from the north.
Ladindell arrives from the north.
Morpheus closes the sturdy leather knapsack.
The grand white warhorse suddenly snorts, and tosses its mane.
Morpheus says: Lets not worry so much
[Lysander] shakes her head in disagreement at Logg.
Mirilander sings: The black plate helm covering his invincible head appears to offer impenetrable protection.
Mirilander sings: The black platemail covering his invincible body appears to offer impenetrable protection.
Mirilander sings: His left arm, right arm and legs are unprotected by armour.
Ravenrage says: yep time to start
Morpheus says to Ravenrage: if he follows take us to the pier
Logg begins to murmur a strange incantation.
Logg is suddenly surrounded by a strange, faceted field of grey light.
Ravenrage says: give me a nod as you ready
Morpheus says: one min .. then we start
Mandylorien nods solemnly.
Stiel nods solemnly at Ravenrage.
Elanon nods solemnly.
Odysseus nods solemnly.
[Lysander] nods readily.
Mirilander nods solemnly.
Mirilander starts to breathe very slowly and a look of concentration and peace fall upon her face.
Morpheus says: I am not set
You stand silent for a moment, preparing yourself for battle by offering up a prayer to Paladine.
> Budwise nods solemnly.
Morpheus opens the leather pouch containing herbs.
Budwise crosses his fingers for good luck.

The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse laughs maniacally.
[Lysander] kneels and prays to Tulkas, asking for prowess in the coming battle.
Morpheus gets a dried bunch of small hardy blood-red flowers from his leather pouch containing herbs (open).
Morpheus chews a dried bunch of small hardy blood-red flowers.
Mandylorien sings: where's the weapons?
Morpheus quaffs a powerful clear potion.
Morpheus quaffs a powerful clear potion.
You are standing on the east riverbank of the Anduin river. Out in the
river to the northwest are the ruins of central Osgiliath, large stone
buildings that are mostly crumbled into the river. The east part of
Osgiliath was built on the east riverbank, and some ruins are still left of
it just north of here. To the east is the edge of the southern Ithilien
forest. You can walk along the riverbank both north and south.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
Ladindell, [Lysander], Mandylorien, a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse with Stiel riding on him, Mirilander, Logg, a grand white warhorse with you riding on him, a skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour, Ravenrage and a large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
> Elanon eats a piece of broccoli.
Mirilander sings: north
[Lysander] says: quaff purples
Budwise sings: on the ground
Morpheus says: I am set
Mirilander sings: brb
Mirilander turns to walk away, her hips swaying gently as she struts north.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the north.
Lysander decides to come out of hiding.
Lysander asks Morpheus something.
Kattack who?
> Morpheus drops an empty vial.
Morpheus drops an empty vial.
Mirilander drops a heavy glaive, two strong spears, a longsword, two jagged swords, a two-handed sword, a worn broadsword, a dragon-marked claymore and a blue sword.
Logg thunders: what potions?
Morpheus nods solemnly at Lysander.
Lysander gets two empty vials.
Morpheus says: I did
Ravenrage says: I go on 5!
Lysander says: you quaffed clear ones
Ravenrage quaffs two unknown purple potions.
Morpheus drops a tiny elven nymph dragon.
The tiny elven nymph dragon mysteriously disappears.
Ravenrage opens the leather pouch containing herbs.
Ravenrage gets four dried bunches of small hardy blood-red flowers from his leather pouch containing herbs (open).
Morpheus quaffs an unknown purple potion.
Stiel nods totally.
Ravenrage closes the leather pouch containing herbs.
Ravenrage chews four dried bunches of small hardy blood-red flowers.
Morpheus quaffs an unknown purple potion.
Stiel smiles.
Ravenrage says: 1
Morpheus begs Lysander's pardon.
Ravenrage says: 2
None of your team members are in combat.
> Kattack who?
> None of your team members are in combat.
> Ravenrage says: 3
Kattack who?
> None of your team members are in combat.
> Ravenrage says: 4
None of your team members are in combat.
> Kattack who?
> Lysander hugs Morpheus protectively.
None of your team members are in combat.
> Kattack who?
> Ravenrage says: 5
None of your team members are in combat.
> Kattack who?
> None of your team members are in combat.
> Kattack who?
> Ravenrage swings his straight-bladed abbasi aloft and shouts his mighty war cry: FOR CALIA!!
Ravenrage attacks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Budwise swings his ivory-handled sabre aloft and shouts his mighty war cry: EVER OUR HOME!!
Elanon swings his curved sword aloft and shouts his mighty war cry: EVER OUR HOME!!
Odysseus swings his foul stygion-black sword aloft and shouts his mighty war cry: EVER OUR HOME!!
Budwise attacks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Elanon attacks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Odysseus attacks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
You assist Ravenrage and attack the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Morpheus rushes forward to stand beside Ravenrage, attacking the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Dodging the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's blow, you move in to counterattack...
Mandylorien assists Ravenrage and attacks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
You are already fighting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Stiel charges into battle alongside Ravenrage, and attacks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
You are already fighting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Logg assists Ravenrage and attacks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Mirilander assists Ravenrage and attacks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
You graze the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with your straight-bladed abbasi.
You barely touch the head of the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with your basket-hilt falchion.
Elanon's curved sword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The curved sword wielded by Elanon breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
You are already fighting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
> You lash out quickly with your basket-hilt falchion and lightly cut the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's right arm.
Morpheus thrusts with his gleaming white spear, and stabs the point into the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's right arm.
You are already fighting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
> You are already fighting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
> Budwise advances determinedly and glides his ivory-handled sabre across the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his left arm superficially.
Mirilander shouts some ancient elven words of attack at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse and her mark of the mystic vine glows crimson with her fury.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse hisses at Ravenrage coldly.
Ravenrage barely scrapes the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with his violet-edged red shortsword.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is feeling very well.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is slightly hurt.
> You gallop away from the battle astride your grand white warhorse, putting some distance between yourself and the battle.
> Stiel swings his obsidian longsword towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body, but the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse evades the attack.
Odysseus advances determinedly and draws his foul stygion-black sword across the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his right arm superficially.
Morpheus's spear seems to have no effect against the wraith!
Ravenrage advances determinedly and sweeps his straight-bladed abbasi across the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his body superficially.
You are too stunned to charge.
> Stiel thrusts at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his obsidian longsword, but his black platemail protects him.
You are not ready to attack again.
> Stiel gallops away from the battle astride his foul-tempered coal-black warhorse, putting some distance between himself and the battle.
Mirilander's valenwood staff breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The valenwood staff wielded by Mirilander breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Logg shouts: N E I D A R !!!
You turn back to face the battle, pausing briefly before digging your heels into your grand white warhorse, sending the great steed charging back toward the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse swings the black broadsword through open air!
Budwise thrusts at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his ivory-handled sabre, but his black platemail protects him.
Odysseus just nicks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his foul stygion-black sword.
Ravenrage quickly moves behind Morpheus, who is attacked by his enemies!
Odysseus begins a brutal series of hacks at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with his foul stygion-black sword, then suddenly reverses the blade and thrusts at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's chest!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse avoids Odysseus's blow, and he misses by a mile!
Ravenrage charges at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, his straight-bladed abbasi and violet-edged red shortsword flashing in and out in inter-weaving figure eights, slashing at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse from seemingly all directions!
Ravenrage's attack lightly wounds the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse!
Stiel turns back to face the battle, pausing briefly before digging his heels into the foul-tempered coal-black warhorse, which begins charging toward the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse at great speed!
Mirilander draws her gleaming white halberd from her holster.
Mirilander wields her gleaming white halberd.
Budwise ducks beneath the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's attack, then leaps forward, slashing at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's stomach with his ivory-handled sabre!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse avoids Budwise's blow, and he misses by a mile!
Logg lightly bruises the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his blue heavy battleaxe.
Mirilander's gleaming white halberd breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The gleaming white halberd wielded by Mirilander breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
As your grand white warhorse bears down upon the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, you strike his legs with a glancing blow from your basket-hilt falchion.
Odysseus's foul stygion-black sword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The foul stygion-black sword wielded by Odysseus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse swings the black broadsword through open air!
Ravenrage's straight-bladed abbasi breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The straight-bladed abbasi wielded by Ravenrage breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Ravenrage's violet-edged red shortsword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
Ravenrage unwields the violet-edged red shortsword.
The violet-edged red shortsword wielded by Ravenrage breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Ravenrage strikes at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his left fist, but his black hooded robe protects him.
Ravenrage says: POISON HERE
You graze your basket-hilt falchion along the body of the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
You feel calm again.
Stiel's attempt to strike the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with his solamnian broadsword misses. He tugs on the reins of his foul-tempered coal-black warhorse, turning to face the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Morpheus's gleaming white spear breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The gleaming white spear wielded by Morpheus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Stiel snaps his fingers.
You skillfully parry the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's attack, leaving him open for a strike...
Odysseus wields his basket-hilt falchion.
Logg batters the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's left arm with his blue heavy battleaxe.
Elanon wields his draconian claymore.
Morpheus wields his solamnian broadsword.
You just nick the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's head with your straight-bladed abbasi.
Stiel just nicks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his obsidian longsword.
You swing your basket-hilt falchion towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body, but he evades the attack.
Morpheus swings his solamnian broadsword towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body, but the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse evades the attack.
The flaming black sword strikes the body of Morpheus, dark flames licking the wound.
You smell burnt flesh as the dark flames of the black sword burn Morpheus.
Odysseus's basket-hilt falchion breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The basket-hilt falchion wielded by Odysseus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is feeling very well.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is hurt.
> Stiel brings up his solamnian broadsword to parry a blow from the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse and quickly lashes out with his obsidian longsword, lightly cutting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs.
You are not ready to charge again.
> Morpheus scratches the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with his solamnian broadsword.
You graze your basket-hilt falchion along the stomach of the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Budwise draws his steely longsword.
Ravenrage shivers from the cold.
Logg barely scrapes the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with his blue heavy battleaxe.
You cut open a small wound in the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's right leg with your basket-hilt falchion.
You feel calm again.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse swings the black broadsword through open air!
Budwise advances determinedly and sweeps his ivory-handled sabre across the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his left arm superficially.
Morpheus barely scrapes the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his solamnian broadsword.
Ravenrage opens the large backpack.
Ravenrage gets a draconian claymore from his large backpack (open).
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse raises a shrill cry to the wind, as if to signal some distant party.
Ravenrage closes the large backpack.
Ladindell mumbles a few ancient words under his breath.
You get a blue sword.
> Ravenrage wields his draconian claymore.
Morpheus says: Hurt now
You are already fighting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
> Mirilander gets a strong spear.
Elanon barely scrapes the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's head with his draconian claymore.
Morpheus grazes the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with his solamnian broadsword.
You feign an attack with your straight-bladed abbasi, distracting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, and follow through with the true attack...
Stiel's solamnian broadsword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The solamnian broadsword wielded by Stiel breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Odysseus wields his basket-hilt falchion.
Mirilander drops a strong spear.
You swing your basket-hilt falchion towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body, but he evades the attack.
Morpheus lashes out quickly with his solamnian broadsword, lightly cutting the legs of the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Odysseus's basket-hilt falchion breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The basket-hilt falchion wielded by Odysseus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
The flaming black sword strikes the body of Morpheus, dark flames licking the wound.
You smell burnt flesh as the dark flames of the black sword burn Morpheus.
Stiel swings his obsidian longsword towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body, but the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse evades the attack.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Stiel's obsidian longsword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The obsidian longsword wielded by Stiel breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Morpheus's solamnian broadsword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The solamnian broadsword wielded by Morpheus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Morpheus's solamnian broadsword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The solamnian broadsword wielded by Morpheus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Ladindell clenches a green leaf within his hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Odysseus gets a dragon-marked claymore.
Ravenrage begins a brutal series of hacks at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with his draconian claymore, then suddenly reverses the blade and thrusts at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's chest!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse avoids Ravenrage's blow, and he misses by a mile!
Ravenrage advances determinedly and draws his draconian claymore across the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his body superficially.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is slightly hurt.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is very hurt.
> Budwise catches the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's weapon with his ivory-handled sabre, and with a twist of his wrist, deflects it to one side. Then he savagely slashes with his weapon downwards over the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's chest, and then sideways across his stomach!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse avoids Budwise's blow, and he misses by a mile!
You are not ready to charge again.
> You feel calm again.
You just nick the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with your straight-bladed abbasi.
Ravenrage just nicks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his draconian claymore.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse grazes the right arm of Morpheus, dark flames flickering around it.
You smell burnt flesh as the dark flames of the black sword burn Morpheus.
Elanon scratches the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's head with his draconian claymore.
Stiel gets a worn broadsword.
Odysseus wields his dragon-marked claymore.
Ravenrage opens the large backpack.
Stiel wields his worn broadsword.
Stiel wields his single yellow freesia.
Ravenrage gets an ornate hacchak from his large backpack (open).
Logg's blue heavy battleaxe breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The blue heavy battleaxe wielded by Logg breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Ravenrage closes the large backpack.
Stiel's worn broadsword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The worn broadsword wielded by Stiel breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Odysseus's dragon-marked claymore breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The dragon-marked claymore wielded by Odysseus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Elanon scratches the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with his draconian claymore.
Budwise's ivory-handled sabre breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The ivory-handled sabre wielded by Budwise breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse grazes the head of Morpheus, dark flames flickering around it.
You smell burnt flesh as the dark flames of the black sword burn Morpheus.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse swings clumsily, leaving an opening in his defence which you move to exploit...
Ravenrage groans loudly.
Budwise wields his steely longsword.
You swing your basket-hilt falchion towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body, but he evades the attack.
Swinging hard with his single yellow freesia, Stiel hits the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse lightly on the right arm.
You feel calm again.
You barely scrape the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with your straight-bladed abbasi.
Morpheus drops two broken solamnian broadswords and a broken gleaming white spear.
Logg wields his green heavy battleaxe.
The skittish grey warhorse swings its tail to the side, slapping its flank.
The flaming black sword strikes the legs of Morpheus, dark flames licking the wound.
You smell burnt flesh as the dark flames of the black sword burn Morpheus.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Stiel drops a single yellow freesia.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is hurt.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is in a bad shape.
> You cut open a small wound in the lower left arm of the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with your basket-hilt falchion.
You feel calm again.
Budwise advances determinedly and glides his steely longsword across the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his legs superficially.
Stiel gets a broken solamnian broadsword.
Ravenrage opens the large backpack.
Odysseus gets a broken solamnian broadsword.
You are not ready to charge again.
> Elanon's draconian claymore breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The draconian claymore wielded by Elanon breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse just barely misses the legs of Morpheus with the flaming black broadsword.
Ravenrage gets a long sharp naginata from his large backpack (open).
Logg drops a broken blue heavy battleaxe.
Ravenrage closes the large backpack.
Budwise removes his tempered shield.
Budwise wields his jagged sword.
You duck a fierce swing from the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, leaving him off balance...
Ravenrage rolls forward beneath the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's attack, and allows his weight to carry him to one side of the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, slashing at his chest with his draconian claymore on the way!
Ravenrage's attack mildly cuts the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse!
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
You slice open the left arm of the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with your basket-hilt falchion.
You feel calm again.
You swing your straight-bladed abbasi towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's head, but he evades the attack.
Odysseus gets a two-handed sword.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is hurt.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is in a very bad shape.
> The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse just barely misses the legs of Morpheus with the flaming black broadsword.
Budwise's jagged sword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The jagged sword wielded by Budwise breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Ravenrage advances determinedly and swings his draconian claymore at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his legs superficially.
You cut open a small wound in the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with your basket-hilt falchion.
You are not ready to charge again.
> Odysseus wields his two-handed sword.
Lysander presses her hand on Morpheus' forehead, mumbling some words in an ancient tongue.
Stiel gets a jagged sword.
Budwise ducks beneath the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's attack, then leaps forward, slashing at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's stomach with his steely longsword!
Budwise's attack mildly cuts the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse!

Your steed is ready to charge again.

Ravenrage doubles over and pukes.
Odysseus's two-handed sword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The two-handed sword wielded by Odysseus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse swings the black broadsword through open air!
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Stiel wields his jagged sword.
You feel calm again.
You scratch the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with your straight-bladed abbasi.
Stiel's jagged sword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The jagged sword wielded by Stiel breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Odysseus gets a jagged sword.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse grazes the body of Morpheus, dark flames flickering around it.
You smell burnt flesh as the dark flames of the black sword burn Morpheus.
Morpheus says: Out of weapons
You skillfully parry the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's attack, leaving him open for a strike...
Lysander presses her hand on Morpheus' forehead, mumbling some words in an ancient tongue.
Odysseus wields his jagged sword.
Budwise tries to rip into the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with his steely longsword but misses.
You lash out quickly with your straight-bladed abbasi and lightly cut the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body.
Stiel gets a longsword.
Ladindell mumbles a few ancient words under his breath.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is feeling very well.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is terribly hurt.
> You gallop away from the battle astride your grand white warhorse, putting some distance between yourself and the battle.
> Odysseus's jagged sword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The jagged sword wielded by Odysseus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Logg's green heavy battleaxe breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The green heavy battleaxe wielded by Logg breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
You give a blue sword to Morpheus.
> Stiel wields his longsword.
Morpheus gets a broken blue heavy battleaxe, a single yellow freesia, a broken gleaming white spear, two strong spears and a heavy glaive.
Stiel gallops away from the battle astride his foul-tempered coal-black warhorse, putting some distance between himself and the battle.
Morpheus wields his heavy glaive.
You turn back to face the battle, pausing briefly before digging your heels into your grand white warhorse, sending the great steed charging back toward the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse!
Ladindell presses his hand on Morpheus' forehead, mumbling some words in an ancient tongue.
Morpheus's heavy glaive breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The heavy glaive wielded by Morpheus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse just barely misses the legs of Morpheus with the flaming black broadsword.
Budwise's steely longsword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The steely longsword wielded by Budwise breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Ravenrage calmly begins beating away all the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's attempts at attack, until suddenly you realize he's created an opening in his defense, through which he thrusts savagely at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's chest with his draconian claymore!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse avoids Ravenrage's blow, and he misses by a mile!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse dances wildly as he calls down the wrath of Sauron upon Morpheus.
Stiel turns back to face the battle, pausing briefly before digging his heels into the foul-tempered coal-black warhorse, which begins charging toward the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse at great speed!
Logg takes a firm grip on his blue heavy battleaxe, therewith wielding it in both his hands.
Ravenrage advances determinedly and curves his draconian claymore towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his legs superficially.
Your attempt to strike the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with your straight-bladed abbasi misses. You tug on the reins of your grand white warhorse, turning to face your foe.
Budwise shouts: perfal
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
You feign an attack with your straight-bladed abbasi, distracting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, and follow through with the true attack...
You feel calm again.
You barely scrape the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's head with your straight-bladed abbasi.
Ravenrage's face colour slowly darkens as he chokes.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse swings the black broadsword through open air!
Morpheus drops a broken heavy glaive, a broken gleaming white spear and a broken blue heavy battleaxe.
Stiel's attempt to strike the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse with his longsword misses. He tugs on the reins of his foul-tempered coal-black warhorse, turning to face the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse.
Mirilander drops a broken gleaming white halberd and a broken valenwood staff.
Stiel snaps his fingers.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Your cwicseolfor breaks in many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
You break rapport with the basket-hilt falchion.
For a moment, the ever-present hum reverberates along your nerve-endings like a hammer striking a bell, and then it is gone, leaving you with profound and mystifying sense of loss.
The basket-hilt falchion breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
You lash out quickly with your straight-bladed abbasi and lightly cut the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs.
Stiel's sword seems to have no effect against the wraith!
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is feeling very well.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is terribly hurt.
> Stiel swings his longsword towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body, but the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse evades the attack.
You feel calm again.
You barely scrape the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with your straight-bladed abbasi.
You are not ready to charge again.
> Stiel's longsword breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The longsword wielded by Stiel breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Morpheus says: TH
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse just barely misses the legs of Morpheus with the flaming black broadsword.
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Stiel draws his basket-hilt falchion.
Dodging the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's blow, you move in to counterattack...
Morpheus opens the sturdy leather knapsack.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse just barely misses the body of Morpheus with the flaming black broadsword.
You lash out quickly with your straight-bladed abbasi and lightly cut the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's right arm.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is feeling very well.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is terribly hurt.
> Morpheus gets a basket-hilt falchion from his sturdy leather knapsack (open).
You are not ready to charge again.
> Ravenrage advances determinedly and draws his draconian claymore across the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, grazing his right arm bitingly.
Logg thunders: cant chop
Ravenrage just nicks the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with his draconian claymore.
Morpheus balances the hilt of the basket-hilt falchion in his hand.
Morpheus wields his blue sword.
Odysseus mumbles: I need sword
Ravenrage calmly begins beating away all the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's attempts at attack, until suddenly you realize he's created an opening in his defense, through which he thrusts savagely at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's chest with his draconian claymore!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse avoids Ravenrage's blow, and he misses by a mile!
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Budwise sings: no weapons
You feel calm again.
You scratch the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with your straight-bladed abbasi.
Morpheus swings his blue sword towards the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's right arm, but the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse evades the attack.
Logg batters the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's left arm with his blue heavy battleaxe.
Morpheus's basket-hilt falchion breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The basket-hilt falchion wielded by Morpheus breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Morpheus lightly bruises the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's right arm with his left elbow.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse hisses at Morpheus coldly.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Budwise drops a broken jagged sword, a broken shimmering longsword and a broken ivory-handled sabre.
The broken shimmering longsword loses all colour and fades to a dull steely sheen.
You swing at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's head with your straight-bladed abbasi, but his black plate helm protects him.
Ravenrage doubles over and pukes.
Odysseus mumbles: out of weapons
You feign an attack with your straight-bladed abbasi, distracting the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, and follow through with the true attack...
Elanon says: no weapons
The flaming black sword strikes the head of Morpheus, dark flames licking the wound.
You smell burnt flesh as the dark flames of the black sword burn Morpheus.
Morpheus thrusts at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his blue sword, but his black platemail protects him.
You spur your grand white warhorse forward and he jerks his head upwards, nearly knocking the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse to the ground.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is slightly hurt.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse is at death's door.
> You are not ready to charge again.
> Morpheus says: DD
Your abbasi breaks in many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The straight-bladed abbasi breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Budwise wears the tempered shield.
Ravenrage grazes the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with his draconian claymore.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Stiel drops a broken jagged sword, a broken longsword, two broken solamnian broadswords, a broken worn broadsword and a broken obsidian longsword.
Ladindell sings: BA
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse sneers contemptuously at Morpheus.
Mirilander sings: ALMOST
Mirilander sings: DD
Ravenrage advances determinedly and swings his draconian claymore at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse, tickling his head superficially.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse swings the black broadsword through open air!
Ravenrage swings at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his draconian claymore, but his black platemail protects him.
Morpheus swings at the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's head with his blue sword, but his black plate helm protects him.
Logg barely scrapes the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's body with his blue heavy battleaxe.
Morpheus slashes deeply into the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's right arm with his blue sword.
Stiel balances the hilt of the basket-hilt falchion in his hand.
Morpheus starts to moan.
You cannot attack without a weapon.
You shout: For Vingaard!
> Logg's blue heavy battleaxe breaks into many shards as it hits the menacing shape!
The blue heavy battleaxe wielded by Logg breaks!!!
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse throws his head back and cackles with glee!
The black rider hisses: No living man may hinder me, thou fool!
Ravenrage scratches the large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse's legs with his draconian claymore.
Ravenrage swings his weapon
between helm and mantle of the dark figure.
The helm rolls to the ground with a clang, and behold! The mantle and
hauberk are empty, and fall shapeless to the ground, torn and tumbled!
A cry goes up into the shuddering air, fading to a wailing passing with the
wind, a voice, bodyless and thin, dies out.
The large black-cloaked shape riding a black horse died.
Ravenrage killed him.
You feel calm again.
You wield the solamnian broadsword in your right hand.
You wield the heavy steel club in your left hand.
> Morpheus cheers enthusiastically.
Kattack who?
> As you wield the solamnian broadsword, you get a feeling of nostalgia as you think of all the glorious deeds and heroic battles fought by fellow knights of ages past.
Lysander cheers enthusiastically.
Ravenrage gets a black broadsword, a black platemail, a black plate helm, a broken obsidian longsword, a broken worn broadsword, two broken solamnian broadswords, a broken longsword, two broken jagged swords, a broken ivory-handled sabre, a broken steely longsword, a broken valenwood staff, a broken gleaming white halberd, a broken blue heavy battleaxe, a broken gleaming white spear and a broken heavy glaive.
Stiel smiles happily.
Mirilander cheers enthusiastically.
Mandylorien cheers enthusiastically.
Ladindell mumbles a few ancient words under his breath.

Your steed is ready to charge again.

You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
Mirilander is feeling very well.
Ladindell is feeling very well.
Lysander is feeling very well.
Mandylorien is feeling very well.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse is feeling very well.
Stiel is feeling very well.
Logg is feeling very well.
The grand white warhorse is feeling very well.
The skittish grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Morpheus is feeling very well.
Odysseus is feeling very well.
Elanon is feeling very well.
Budwise is feeling very well.
Ravenrage is feeling very well.
> Morpheus says: YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Morpheus says: YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Morpheus says: YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Morpheus says: YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Ravenrage doubles over and pukes.
Ravenrage says: dah i am the winner :)
Morpheus says: YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Stiel snickers.
Logg drops a broken green heavy battleaxe and a broken blue heavy battleaxe.
Morpheus drops a broken basket-hilt falchion, two strong spears, a single yellow freesia and a blue sword.
Ladindell clenches a green leaf within his hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Stiel drops a smiling messenger.
Logg takes a firm grip on his green heavy battleaxe, therewith wielding it in both his hands.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Elanon drops a broken draconian claymore and a broken curved sword.
Logg lodges his green heavy battleaxe into the ground, resting his arms briefly after a long day of goblin bashing.
Ravenrage says: now it would be nice to get rid of this poison :)
Budwise sings: does fbb save?
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
> The grand white warhorse shifts its great weight slightly, the powerful muscles rippling beneath its hair.
The foul-tempered coal-black warhorse swings its tail to the side, slapping its flank.
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Ladindell mumbles a few ancient words under his breath.
Ravenrage leaves north.
Budwise leaves north.
Elanon leaves north.
Odysseus leaves north.
Morpheus rides a skittish grey warhorse north.
On the east bank of the river Anduin.
There are two obvious exits: east and south.
Two sinister halberds.
A skittish grey warhorse with Morpheus riding on him, Odysseus, Elanon, Budwise in shining armour and Ravenrage.
Logg arrives from the south.
Mirilander arrives with bells jingling from the south.
Stiel arrives riding on a foul-tempered coal-black warhorse from the south.
Mandylorien arrives from the south.
Ladindell arrives from the south.
Lysander decides to come out of hiding.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Morpheus starts to moan.
Ravenrage's face colour slowly darkens as he chokes.
Ravenrage says: nope :)
Ravenrage says: no save
Budwise sings: gee
Ravenrage grins merrily.
Morpheus says: The sword?
Lysander clenches a green leaf within her hand and presses it on Ravenrage's forehead, while chanting softly in an ancient tongue.
Stiel says: Figures.
Lysander mumbles a few ancient words under her breath.
Ladindell nods agreeably at Lysander.
Ravenrage says: yep
Logg thunders: For some reason I couldnt chop
Budwise sings: got an hour to use it
Stiel says: Hmm, that was pretty costly.

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