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Tive
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Nalfein

Post by Tive » 17 Mar 2011 22:06

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            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin murmurs: Assist.
            ch hobgoblin
            ch hobgoblin
            You roar an ancient dwarven warcry, and charge into battle!
            You prepare to take a mighty swing at the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin.
            > h all
            Patience! You have not yet recovered from your last attack!
            > You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is slightly hurt.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is slightly hurt.
            > Your glowing waraxe touches the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin's 
            body,
            making a nice flesh wound.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin makes a nice blow on you with 
            his halberd.
            You are tickled.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin snarls in anger at you as you 
            anticipate
            his attack and deftly avoid it.
            h all
            You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is somewhat hurt.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is slightly hurt.
            > You feel calm again.
            Your racial hatred of the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin gives you 
            renewed
            strength!
            You swing furiously at the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin, 
            slamming the face
            of your ancient dwarven waraxe into the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin's
            head.
            You lightly tap the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin in the legs 
            with your
            glowing waraxe.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin murmurs: Damn it.
            Someone opens the leather pouch containing herbs.
            h all
            You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is hurt.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is feeling very well.
            > The old sharp-eyed male human spins his longsword rapidly before 
            the pale
            cold-hearted male hobgoblin, then makes a skillful thrust at him, 
            his kestrel-
            marked longsword slicing a shallow wound in his right arm.
            You cut the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin's legs neatly with your 
            glowing
            waraxe.
            Someone gets six little blue berries from the leather pouch 
            containing herbs
            (open).
            h all
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin murmurs: Get his Descrip Katan.
            You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is very hurt.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is feeling very well.
            > You feel ready to chop again.
            chop
            Someone gives six little blue berries to a pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin.
            You almost unbalance the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin as your 
            glowing
            waraxe hits his right arm.
            Reversing his excellent halberd, the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin craftily
            strikes you a solid blow to the legs.
            You prepare to take a mighty swing at the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin.
            > h all
            You are physically slightly hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is very hurt.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is feeling very well.
            > The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin barely scrapes your body with 
            his
            excellent halberd.
            You almost unbalance the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin as your 
            glowing
            waraxe hits his left arm.
            Someone whispers: whos sdesc?
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin rubs his eyes, and seems to be 
            able to
            see again!
            h all
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin makes a succesful blow on you 
            with his
            halberd.
            You are tickled.
            You are physically slightly hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is in a bad shape.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is feeling very well.
            > The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin murmurs: The dwarf.
            You swing your ancient dwarven waraxe at the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin
            but miss by a mile.
            h all
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin scratches your head with his 
            excellent
            halberd.
            You are physically somewhat hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is in a bad shape.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is feeling very well.
            > thrash
            You remove your belt and swing it towards the pale cold-hearted male
            hobgoblin and beat him up with it, hurting him severely.
            > exa hobgoblin
            He is a pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin.
            He has scars on his left leg, right leg, nose, right arm, right hand 
            and
            forehead.
            He is extremely tall and lean for a hobgoblin.
            He looks like the image of perfection.
            He is fighting you.
            He seems to be in a bad shape.
            He is wielding an excellent halberd in both hands.
            He looks like a goblin but is too large for one and you realize that 
            he is a
            hobgoblin.
            He is cackling with glee.
            He is wearing a pair of black leather gloves, a little worn down red 
            uniform of
            a dragonarmy officer, a black combat boots, a suede leather scrip 
            (open) and an
            ancient steel helm. Under the uniform you notice bracers, backpack 
            and
            platemail.
            He has pale grey skin.
            His hair is short, white and very wild and unkempt.
            He has slitted albino white eyes.
            > The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin lunges forward at your legs 
            with his
            excellent halberd, scoring a minor flesh wound.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin thrusts at your body with his 
            excellent
            halberd, but your ancient mithril chainmail protects you.
            You cut the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin's right arm neatly with 
            your
            glowing waraxe.
            You feel ready to chop again.
            chop
            You prepare to take a mighty swing at the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin.
            > 'oops
            You say: oops
            > h all
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin makes a succesful blow on you 
            with his
            halberd.
            You are grazed.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin just nicks your body with his 
            excellent
            halberd.
            Someone whispers: nalfein, eat the berries!
            You are physically hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is in a very bad shape.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is feeling very well.
            > You perform a heavy blow with your glowing waraxe, hitting the 
            pale cold-
            hearted male hobgoblin's legs.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin tried, but failed to run away.
            se
            You are now hunted by a pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin.
            A road passing through a barren steppe.
            There are three obvious exits: northeast, south and northwest.
            A sneaky male kender.
            > The target of your attack seems to have slipped away.
            shout damn it!
            You shout: damn it!
            > You feel ready to chop again.
            chop
            But you aren't in battle with anyone!
            > shout youy are red
            You shout: youy are red
            > shout damn it!
            shout damn it!
            shout damn it!
            You shout: damn it!
            > You shout: damn it!
            > You shout: damn it!
            > h all
            You are physically hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The sneaky male kender is feeling very well.
            > The sneaky male kender says: As soon as I have mapped this area, 
            I'll open a
            cartographer's shop!
            h all
            You are physically hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The sneaky male kender is feeling very well.
            > A male hobgoblin voice shouts: You're in trouble!
            nw
            h all
            se
            A small campsite.
            There is one obvious exit: southeast.
            A pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin, a green-cloaked hooded male 
            human and an
            old sharp-eyed male human.
            A pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is fighting you.
            An old sharp-eyed male human is fighting the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin.
            > You are physically somewhat hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is terribly hurt.
            The green-cloaked hooded male human is feeling very well.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is very hurt.
            > The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin grazes your body with his 
            excellent
            halberd.
            You are now hunted by a pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin.
            A road passing through a barren steppe.
            There are three obvious exits: northeast, south and northwest.
            A sneaky male kender.
            > nw
            A small campsite.
            There is one obvious exit: southeast.
            A pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin, a green-cloaked hooded male 
            human and an
            old sharp-eyed male human.
            A pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is fighting you.
            An old sharp-eyed male human is fighting the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin.
            > The green-cloaked hooded male human suddenly kicks at the dusty 
            ground,
            sending a shower of sand into the eyes of the old sharp-eyed male 
            human!
            'haha
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin makes a succesful blow on you 
            with his
            halberd.
            You are grazed.
            You say: haha
            > exa hooded human
            He is a green-cloaked hooded male human.
            He has scars on his left leg, right leg, nose, left arm, right arm, 
            left hand,
            right hand, forehead, left cheek and right cheek.
            He is wearing a golden scabbard.
            He is wielding a draconian claymore in both hands.
            A small silver chain of seven links is suspended from the left side 
            of his
            collar, down to the throat.
            He is grinning.
            He has shining bright green eyes.
            His hair is short, dark blue and sticking straight up.
            He is wearing a blue dragonscale armour, a death's helmet, a silver 
            mermaid
            ring, a small silver chain, a diamond moon-shaped amulet, a 
            dark-green
            cloak and a large camouflaged backpack.
            He is a dunadan of the House of Haladin.
            He is tall and of normal width for a human.
            He looks like the image of perfection.
            He seems to be feeling very well.
            He has a tattoo of a white tree surrounded by seven stars.
            He is looking aged and storm-blown.
            > The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin laughs mockingly as you 
            barely bump your
            glowing waraxe into his head.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin makes a good blow on you with 
            his halberd.
            You are tickled.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin barely scrapes your body with 
            his
            excellent halberd.
            ch
            You prepare to take a mighty swing at the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin.
            > h all
            You are physically hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is terribly hurt.
            The green-cloaked hooded male human is feeling very well.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is very hurt.
            > The old sharp-eyed male human spins his longsword rapidly before 
            the pale
            cold-hearted male hobgoblin, then makes a skillful swing at him, his 
            kestrel-
            marked longsword slicing a shallow wound in his right leg.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin makes a very succesful blow on 
            you with
            his halberd.
            You are slightly hurt.
            You slash the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin's body with your 
            glowing waraxe,
            and blood begins to trickle.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin murmurs to you: Don't.
            Your glowing waraxe touches the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin's 
            body, making
            a nice flesh wound.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin lunges forward at your body 
            with his
            excellent halberd, scoring a minor flesh wound.
            h all
            You are physically very hurt and mentally in full vigour.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin is barely alive.
            The green-cloaked hooded male human is feeling very well.
            The old sharp-eyed male human is very hurt.
            > You feel calm again.
            Your racial hatred of the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin gives you 
            renewed
            strength!
            You launch yourself into the air, bringing your ancient dwarven 
            waraxe down
            powerfully upon the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin, tearing a 
            great wound in
            his body.
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin swings at your body with his 
            excellent
            halberd, but your ancient mithril chainmail protects you.
            Your glowing waraxe brutally crushes the pale cold-hearted male 
            hobgoblin's
            head with a shattering force. The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin 
            is knocked
            down on the floor leaving a smashed and barely recognizable corpse!
            The pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin died.
            You killed the pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin.
            get coins from corpse
            You feel calm again.
            You get 46 gold coins, 16 copper coins and four silver coins from 
            the corpse of
            a pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin.
            > A sudden chill permeates the air, and a dark shadow seems to sweep 
            over his
            lifeless eyes.
            thrash
            The old sharp-eyed male human rubs his eyes, and seems to have 
            cleared them
            of sand!
            You are not in combat. Whom do you wish to thrash?
            > exa corpse
            This is the dead body of pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin.
            The corpse of a pale cold-hearted male hobgoblin contains a strange 
            halberd, a
            pair of black leather gloves, a black combat boots, a large backpack 
            (open), a
            big bottle, two flasks of oil, a black platemail, an ancient steel 
            bracers, an
            ancient steel helm and a suede leather scrip (open).
            > 'and you
            The green-cloaked hooded male human gets a strange halberd, a pair 
            of black
            leather gloves, a black combat boots, a large backpack (open), a big 
            bottle,
            two flasks of oil, a black platemail, an ancient steel bracers, an 
            ancient
            steel helm and a suede leather scrip (open) from the corpse of a 
            pale cold-
            hearted male hobgoblin.
            You say: and you
            > You feel ready to chop again.
            chop
            But you aren't in battle with anyone!
            > 'never assist RDa
            You say: never assist RDa
            > The green-cloaked hooded male human scratches his head.
            'aha
            You say: aha
            > 'you healed him
            You say: you healed him and helped him with viridian, dont try to 
            fool me

            'I will report to all alias
            You say: I will report to all alias
            > wave abs
            The green-cloaked hooded male human whispers: you shouldn't have 
            attacked
            him.
            You wave absentmindedly.
            > se
            A road passing through a barren steppe.
            There are three obvious exits: northeast, south and northwest.
            A sneaky male kender.
            > 




       



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