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The terrifying large troll barely scrapes your head with his huge troll waraxe.
Epzilon stabs his basket-hilt falchion into the throat of the terrible menacing
male troll, opening a large wound.
Maureenanne scratches the terrible menacing male troll's right arm with her
impressive bronzed partisan.
The terrible menacing male troll died.
Maureenanne killed him.
Maureenanne does a careful appraisal of her team's weapon status.
You turn to attack the ferocious warrior troll.
You prepare to take a mighty swing at the ferocious warrior troll.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally somewhat degraded.
Maureenanne is feeling very well.
Epzilon is somewhat hurt.
The ferocious warrior troll is feeling very well.
The terrifying large troll is feeling very well.
The horrible young troll is feeling very well.
You barely scrape the ferocious warrior troll's head with your corrupted
mithril axe.
The horrible young troll grazes your left arm with his huge spiked morningstar.
Epzilon cuts open a small wound in the head of the ferocious warrior troll with
his basket-hilt falchion.
Epzilon charges at the ferocious warrior troll, his basket-hilt falchion and
straight-bladed abbasi flashing in and out in inter-weaving figure eights,
slashing at the ferocious warrior troll from seemingly all directions!
Epzilon's attack mildly cuts the ferocious warrior troll!
You feel ready to chop again.
Epzilon advances dreadfully and glides his straight-bladed abbasi across the
ferocious warrior troll, grazing his body bitingly.
You prepare to take a mighty swing at the ferocious warrior troll.
Epzilon barely scrapes the ferocious warrior troll's legs with his straight-
bladed abbasi.
Epzilon nicks the ferocious warrior troll with his basket-hilt falchion.
The horrible young troll attacks you with added hate in his eyes.
Epzilon slices open the ferocious warrior troll with his basket-hilt falchion.
Patience! You have not yet recovered from your last attack!
The horrible young troll slashes you with a little effect.
Unexpectedly, out of nowhere, a dark dense cloud appears.
The cloud forms an almost perfect sphere and grows quickly.
Suddenly the cloud turns into a pale yellow colour and spreads into the
surroundings.
When you take a breath, the stinking cloud makes you feel dizzy.
Maureenanne suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
Epzilon suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
The ferocious warrior troll suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
The terrifying large troll suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
The horrible young troll suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
Epzilon scratches the ferocious warrior troll's head with his straight-bladed
abbasi.
Your racial hatred of the ferocious warrior troll gives you renewed strength!
You swing your corrupted mithril axe in a deadly arc, burying it deeply in the
ferocious warrior troll's legs.
Maureenanne pounces deftly and forces her impressive bronzed partisan at the
ferocious warrior troll, goring his body deeply.
The ferocious warrior troll lightly bruises your legs with his huge spiked
troll club.
The terrifying large troll lightly bruises your head with his huge troll
waraxe.
Epzilon buries his basket-hilt falchion into the right arm of the ferocious
warrior troll.
Maureenanne just nicks the ferocious warrior troll's head with her impressive
bronzed partisan.
The ferocious warrior troll died.
Maureenanne killed him.
The dark cloud consolidates, and Locklear steps out of it.
Maureenanne takes three gold coins from the corpse of a ferocious warrior
troll.
You turn to attack the terrifying large troll.
Locklear wears the black-gem ring.
Maureenanne assists Epzilon and attacks the terrifying large troll.
Darkness suddenly engulfs you!
The horrible young troll attacks Locklear.
The terrifying large troll attacks Locklear.
The horrible young troll just nicks Locklear's legs with his huge spiked
morningstar.
The terrifying large troll slashes Locklear hard!
He is slashed with a little effect.
Patience! You have not yet recovered from your last attack!
Locklear draws power from the realm of shadows.
Epzilon rakes the terrifying large troll's body with his straight-bladed
abbasi.
Maureenanne rakes the terrifying large troll's body with her impressive bronzed
partisan.
Epzilon nicks the stomach of the terrifying large troll with his basket-hilt
falchion.
Epzilon advances dreadfully and curves his straight-bladed abbasi towards the
terrifying large troll, gashing his body damagingly.
You just nick the terrifying large troll's body with your corrupted mithril
axe.
Epzilon cries out: Lacho calad! Drego Morn!
Locklear stares threateningly at Maureenanne.
Maureenanne looks desperate and exhausted.
Maureenanne looks very dizzy.
You feel ready to chop again.
Epzilon scratches the terrifying large troll's legs with his straight-bladed
abbasi.
Epzilon barely touches the terrifying large troll's stomach with his basket-
hilt falchion.
The horrible young troll swings at Locklear's legs with his huge spiked
morningstar, but his black hooded robe protects him.
You prepare to take a mighty swing at the terrifying large troll.
Locklear draws power from the realm of shadows.
When you take a breath, the stinking cloud makes you feel dizzy.
Maureenanne suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
Epzilon suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
The terrifying large troll suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
The horrible young troll suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
You graze the terrifying large troll's left arm with your corrupted mithril
axe.
Maureenanne assists Epzilon and attacks the terrifying large troll.
Locklear inhales deeply and then spouts forth fierce white-hot flames from his
mouth. The flames wither Maureenanne.
The terrifying large troll barely scrapes Locklear's body with his huge troll
waraxe.
Epzilon charges at the terrifying large troll, his basket-hilt falchion and
straight-bladed abbasi flashing in and out in inter-weaving figure eights,
slashing at the terrifying large troll from seemingly all directions!
The terrifying large troll avoids Epzilon's blow, and he misses by a mile!
Locklear draws power from the realm of shadows.
Epzilon slices open the terrifying large troll's body with his basket-hilt
falchion.
Epzilon cuts open a small wound in the terrifying large troll with his basket-
hilt falchion.
Locklear inhales deeply and then spouts forth fierce white-hot flames from his
mouth. The flames wither Maureenanne.
The terrifying large troll barely scrapes Locklear's legs with his huge troll
waraxe.
The horrible young troll slashes Locklear hard!
He is slashed with a little effect.
Your racial hatred of the terrifying large troll gives you renewed strength!
You roar gleefully as you slice a deep wound upon the terrifying large troll's
right arm with your corrupted mithril axe.
Locklear draws power from the realm of shadows.
Epzilon jabs the terrifying large troll's body with his straight-bladed abbasi.
Locklear inhales deeply and then spouts forth fierce white-hot flames from his
mouth. The flames shrivel Maureenanne.
Maureenanne panics and flees north.
Locklear lightly bruises the horrible young troll's legs with his left fist.
The horrible young troll slashes Locklear hard!
He is slashed with a little effect.
The terrifying large troll lightly bruises Locklear's body with his huge troll
waraxe.
Epzilon stabs his basket-hilt falchion into the left arm of the terrifying
large troll.
Epzilon scratches the terrifying large troll's right arm with his straight-
bladed abbasi.
Epzilon advances dreadfully and swings his straight-bladed abbasi at the
terrifying large troll, ripping his head ruinously.
Epzilon cries out: Lacho calad! Drego Morn!
When you take a breath, the stinking cloud makes you feel dizzy.
Epzilon suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
The terrifying large troll suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
The horrible young troll suddenly looks quite pale and sick.
You jab the terrifying large troll's left arm with your corrupted mithril axe.
Epzilon leaves north.
You are now hunted by a terrifying large troll and a horrible young troll.
A dark tunnel beneath the Trollshaws.
There are three obvious exits: west, east and south.
Epzilon, Maureenanne and a snarling large troll.
The snarling large troll and Maureenanne are fighting each other.
You feel ready to chop again.
Locklear arrives from the south.
Locklear attacks Maureenanne.
But you aren't in battle with anyone!
Epzilon leaves west.
Maureenanne leaves west.
Tunnel.
There are four obvious exits: down, out, east and west.
Maureenanne and Epzilon.
You are physically slightly hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
Maureenanne is barely alive.
Epzilon is somewhat hurt.
Locklear arrives from the east.
Locklear attacks Maureenanne.
Maureenanne quickly moves behind Epzilon, who is attacked by her enemies!
Ack!
Epzilon barely touches the body of Locklear with his basket-hilt falchion.
Locklear draws power from the realm of shadows.
You have entered a tunnel which lead down, underneath the trollshaws. The light
is starting to fade as you look deeper down into the tunnel. It is moisty and
there is a foul smell in the air. Water trickles down from the roof and down
deeper into the tunnel. Looking up you see only the bush you entered to get
down here, and down you only see darkness.
There are four obvious exits: down, out, east and west.
Locklear, Maureenanne and Epzilon.
Epzilon and Locklear are fighting each other.
Epzilon swings his straight-bladed abbasi aloft and shouts his mighty war
cry: EAT THIS!!
Maureenanne swings her impressive bronzed partisan aloft and shouts her mighty
war cry: AND HAVE THIS FOR AFTERS!!
Maureenanne attacks Locklear.
Epzilon just nicks Locklear's right arm with his straight-bladed abbasi.
You are physically slightly hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
Locklear is slightly hurt.
Maureenanne is barely alive.
Epzilon is somewhat hurt.
Locklear inhales deeply and then spouts forth fierce flames from his mouth.
The flames burn Epzilon.
Epzilon nicks Locklear with his basket-hilt falchion.
Attack Locklear?!? Please confirm by trying again.
But you aren't in battle with anyone!
Maureenanne scratches Locklear's body with her impressive bronzed partisan.
But you aren't in battle with anyone!
> Locklear draws power from the realm of shadows.
You assist Epzilon and attack Locklear.
You prepare to take a mighty swing at Locklear.
Epzilon scratches Locklear's body with his straight-bladed abbasi.
Patience! You have not yet recovered from your last attack!
Locklear inhales deeply and then spouts forth fierce flames from his mouth.
The flames burn Epzilon.
Maureenanne pounces deftly and thrusts her impressive bronzed partisan at
Locklear, puncturing his body precisely.
You roar in fury and throw yourself into the fight like a madman!
Maureenanne expertly attempts a Song of Power, and the air stirs with the
beauty and power of the music.
Epzilon advances dreadfully and swings his straight-bladed abbasi at Locklear,
gashing his left arm damagingly.
You feel a shift in the market as Zleyon enters the world of Genesis.
Epzilon cries out: Lacho calad! Drego Morn!
Epzilon just nicks Locklear's head with his straight-bladed abbasi.
Epzilon pierces Locklear's face with his basket-hilt falchion.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally somewhat degraded.
Locklear is in a bad shape.
Maureenanne is barely alive.
Epzilon is very hurt.
Epzilon slips towards Locklear, slashing across his legs with his basket-hilt
falchion then, abruptly twirls his straight-bladed abbasi high and brings it
down across Locklear's chest!
Epzilon's attack mildly cuts Locklear!
You scratch Locklear's legs with your corrupted mithril axe.
Epzilon scratches Locklear's body with his straight-bladed abbasi.
You are now hunting Locklear.
Locklear panics and flees down.
You feel a minor shift in the market as Ansgar enters the world of Genesis.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally somewhat degraded.
Maureenanne is barely alive.
Epzilon is feeling rather hurt.
Epzilon leaves down.
Maureenanne leaves down.
Dark tunnel.
There are two obvious exits: north and up.
Maureenanne, Epzilon, Locklear and a spider.
You are fighting Locklear, assisted by Maureenanne and Epzilon.
You attack Locklear.
You scratch Locklear's legs with your corrupted mithril axe.
You launch yourself into the air, bringing your corrupted mithril axe down
powerfully upon Locklear, tearing a great wound in his head.
Patience! You have not yet recovered from your last attack!
Maureenanne expertly attempts a Song of Power, and the air stirs with the
beauty and power of the music.
You are now hunting Locklear.
Locklear panics and flees north.
The main target of Epzilon is not in this room.
The spider looks at you as if ready to attack, though you see fear in her
eyes.
The spider considers attacking Maureenanne, though does not dare to do so.
The spider considers attacking Epzilon, though does not dare to do so.
Patience! You have not yet recovered from your last attack!
Locklear arrives from the north.
You are physically feeling very well and mentally somewhat degraded.
Locklear is at death's door.
Maureenanne is barely alive.
Epzilon is feeling rather hurt.
The spider is feeling very well.
Maureenanne swallows.
Maureenanne pounces deftly and pushes her impressive bronzed partisan at
Locklear, poking his body slightly.
You feel ready to chop again.
Locklear panics and flees up.
chop whom?
You find no such living creature.
Maureenanne plays a soothing melody for Maureenanne, who seems to benefit
thereby.
You admit: go go
You find no such living creature.
You are at the bottom the stairs which lead down from the trollshaws. It is
dark here, and almost impossible to see what moves in the shadows. The air is
tense and evil is radiating down here. Water trickles down the wall. The walls
are covered with cobwebs all over, except for a small sign with some markings.
There are two obvious exits: north and up.
Maureenanne, Epzilon and a spider.
Maureenanne expertly attempts a Song of Power, and the air stirs with the
beauty and power of the music.
Epzilon leaves up.
Maureenanne leaves up.
Tunnel.
There are four obvious exits: down, out, east and west.
Maureenanne, Epzilon and Locklear.
You are fighting Locklear, assisted by Maureenanne and Epzilon.
You attack Locklear.
You prepare to take a mighty swing at Locklear.
You ponder: not hunting?
Locklear closes his eyes and concentrates.
Locklear fails to cast a spell correctly.
Epzilon scratches Locklear's body with his straight-bladed abbasi.
Epzilon slices open Locklear's right arm with his basket-hilt falchion.
Epzilon mauls Locklear to death with his straight-bladed abbasi!
Locklear died.
Epzilon killed him.
The runes on the ancient mithril chainmail dim down to a black color.
Maureenanne plays a soothing melody for Maureenanne, who seems to benefit
thereby.
Maureenanne is trying to kill the already dead.
Maureenanne pounces deftly and thrusts her impressive bronzed partisan at ghost
of Locklear, poking his 0 slightly.
Epzilon quickly picks up the coins from the ground.
The darkness surrounding you disperses, melting into the ground around you.
Locklear closes his eyes and concentrates.
A sudden chill permeates the air, and a dark shadow seems to sweep over his
lifeless eyes.
You expertly attempt Soothe.
Maureenanne expertly attempts a Song of Power, and the air stirs with the
beauty and power of the music.
You play a soothing melody for Maureenanne.
Epzilon whispers: bastard
The target of your attack seems to have slipped away.
You have entered a tunnel which lead down, underneath the trollshaws. The light
is starting to fade as you look deeper down into the tunnel. It is moisty and
there is a foul smell in the air. Water trickles down from the roof and down
deeper into the tunnel. Looking up you see only the bush you entered to get
down here, and down you only see darkness.
There are four obvious exits: down, out, east and west.
A mortar, two striped chalcedonies, a pink tourmaline, a blue lapis lazuli,
five red beryls, a banded tourmaline, two violet spinels, a vivid alexandrite,
a golden pyrite, five pink corals, four marbled agates, 47 red jaspers, two
lambent moonstones, four green jades, three red rubies, four yellow ambers, two
purple amethysts, a black canvas backpack (open), a silver-plated pair of iron
boots, an ancient steel bracers, a pair of ancient steel greaves, a black-gem
ring, an ancient mithril chainmail, 51 red spinels, two strange brown potions,
five empty vials, a lucent emerald, five copper coins, a plate of fried
elfmeat, two plates of poached spider, 13 drinks, two green snake skins, a hard
sausage, a pair of golden earrings, a strange ash-grey potion, a strange
silvery potion, a chunk of snake meat, many red berries, many little blue
berries, many handfuls of narrow sharply toothed leaves, two handfuls of small
red fruits, three handfuls of pungent narrow leaves, a green leaf, three pale
white flowers, four dried handfuls of small red fruits, two handful of green
berries, two dried handful of purple flowers, many dried handfuls of small fine
leaves, many dried handfuls of small dark green leaves, six dried pale white
flowers, five dried little black potatoes and three brown tree mushrooms.
Maureenanne and Epzilon.
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