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You are physically slightly hurt and mentally in a vegetable state.
You feel very secure and extremely alert.
You can barely eat more and drink a lot more.
You are sober.
You are damned.
You are encumbered.
You are 26 days 1 hour 36 minutes 10 seconds of age.
> You are already preparing to attack.
> You channel some of The grotesque troll's life back to you through the coil!
The suave ageless female elf moves in on the disgusting troll, cutting into his
body with her straight-bladed abbasi.
Drogyn strikes at the disgusting troll's body with his left fist, but the
disgusting troll easily dodges the attack.
You swing at the grotesque troll's head with your runed mithril warhammer, but
he dodges your attack.
Drogyn punches the disgusting troll's head with his right fist.
Drogyn offer to cease hostilities with the disgusting troll and thus to stop
fighting each other.
The tanned travel-worn male elf swings at the grotesque troll's left arm with
his runed steel fauchard, but the grotesque troll easily dodges the attack.
The suave ageless female elf barely scrapes the disgusting troll's body with
her straight-bladed abbasi.
Nellnight barely scrapes the disgusting troll's right arm with his vicious
midnight-black peacemaker.
Nellnight grazes his sybarun khopesh along the body of the disgusting troll.
You move in to exploit a hole in the grotesque troll's defences, feeling a
satisfying thump as your runed mithril warhammer hurts his right arm.
Your ring feels warm on your hand.
The celestial shadowy male presence fixes you with his gaze, his eyes starting
to shimmer and turning into a brilliant silver. You feel him weighing and
judging you.
You are overcome by pangs of sadness, and weep uncontrollably as the celestial
shadowy male presence forces you to repent your life of evil. Your physical
body is barely hanging on under the stress of the emotion.
The disgusting troll seems to regain his breath.
The celestial shadowy male presence distracts you with a feint, before casting
his roaring shadowy hammer at you with a sudden underarm throw! The roaring
shadowy hammer appears to be headed in the wrong direction, but changes course
in midair to hit you straight on.
The roaring shadowy hammer mauls you brutally, crumpling your flesh.
The roaring shadowy hammer returns to the celestial shadowy male presence's
hand.
Your attack on the celestial shadowy male presence hits nothing but shadows and
mist.
You channel some of The celestial shadowy male presence's life back to you
through the coil!
The grotesque troll strikes at Drogyn's left arm with his left claw, but Drogyn
easily dodges the attack.
The disgusting troll strikes at Drogyn's legs with his right claw, but Drogyn
dodges the attack.
The disgusting troll strikes at Drogyn's body with his left claw, but Drogyn
dodges the attack.
The celestial shadowy male presence appears to be in deep concentration.
The tanned travel-worn male elf just nicks the grotesque troll's head with his
runed steel fauchard.
The suave ageless female elf swings at the disgusting troll's right arm with
her straight-bladed abbasi, but the disgusting troll easily dodges the attack.
Nellnight grazes his sybarun khopesh along the body of the disgusting troll.
Drogyn drives his open hand into the disgusting troll's solar plexus, stunning
him.
You are physically in a very bad shape and mentally in a vegetable state.
You feel somewhat secure and very alert.
You can barely eat more and drink a lot more.
You are sober.
You are damned.
You are encumbered.
You are 26 days 1 hour 36 minutes 18 seconds of age.
> You lightly bruise the celestial shadowy male presence's head with your runed
mithril warhammer.
Your ring feels warm on your hand.
The celestial shadowy male presence fixes you with his gaze, his eyes starting
to shimmer and turning into a brilliant silver. You feel him weighing and
judging you.
You scream shrilly as the celestial shadowy male presence forces you to realize
the futility of your life of evil. Your body gives up as the will to live
drains from you, and blissful darkness follows soon thereafter.
You say: Death means nothing to me, fool!
You cackle with glee.
You stop wielding the runed mithril warhammer.
You remove the ornamental baldric.
You remove the black silken sash (open).
You remove the open black silver-runed qarraba.
You remove the small leather pouch (open).
You remove the iron gorget.
You remove the pair of scarlet-gold scale boots.
You remove the ruby-eyed snake ring.
You remove the pair of tempered greaves.
You remove the tempered helmet.
You remove the black high-collared robe.
You remove the dragon turtle shell.
You undrape your dragon turtle shell.
You remove the black grand breastplate.
You die.
You have a strange feeling.
You can see your own dead body from above.