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On a wooden platform.
There are four obvious exits: northwest, northeast, south and down.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him.
You are physically feeling rather hurt and mentally somewhat
degraded.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is feeling very well.
At a wooden bridge-walk high above the ground.
There are three obvious exits: northeast, southeast and southwest.
At a wooden bridge-walk high above the ground.
There are two obvious exits: east and southwest.
Peldor arrives riding on a steady grey warhorse from the southwest.
You are physically feeling rather hurt and mentally somewhat
degraded.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is feeling very well.
Peldor rides his steady grey warhorse east.
You are physically feeling rather hurt and mentally somewhat
degraded.
Peldor arrives riding on a steady grey warhorse from the east.
On a wooden platform.
There are three obvious exits: southeast, west and down.
At a wooden bridge-walk high above the ground.
There are two obvious exits: east and southwest.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him.
Oops! Peldor seems to have caught on to you!
Peldor rides his steady grey warhorse east.
On a wooden platform.
There are three obvious exits: southeast, west and down.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him.
Peldor puts many silver coins and nine copper coins into his large
backpack (open).
exa peldor
A tiny curious male kender arrives from below.
Peldor closes the large backpack.
Peldor is a green-eyed moody male human, presenting himself as:
Peldor Trueheart of Palanthus, the Lord Warrior of Solamnia,
champion, male human.
He has scars on his left leg, right leg, left arm, right arm, left
hand, right hand, forehead,
left cheek and right cheek.
His tunic is decorated with the symbol of the Order of the Crown.
He is wielding a draconian claymore in both hands.
He is wearing a golden scabbard.
He is nodding understandingly.
He is wearing his insignia of the crimson kestrel, the mark of a
Swordsmaster of the Realms.
His Red and Silver cape is decorated with a crest depicting A red
heart flanked by two
longswords above a large City.
He is wearing a pair of solamnic gauntlets, a silver mermaid ring, a
small
badge, a white face mask, a tempered chainmail, a large backpack and
Red
and Silver cape.
He is riding a steady grey warhorse.
He is tall and very fat for a human.
He looks like the image of perfection.
He seems to be feeling very well.
He seems to be a Solamnian human from Krynn.
Impale Peldor?!? Please confirm by trying again.
Your muscles tense as you prepare to impale.
You are no longer hidden.
You are physically hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
The tiny curious male kender is feeling very well.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is feeling very well.
The day seemingly starts to dim.
Peldor swings his draconian claymore towards your legs, but you
evade the attack.
Peldor barely scrapes your body with his draconian claymore.
You scratch Peldor's right arm with your long sharp naginata.
Peldor gallops away from the battle astride his steady grey
warhorse, putting some distance
between himself and the battle.
You lunge towards Peldor's head with your long sharp naginata,
scoring a minor flesh wound.
You are physically feeling rather hurt and mentally somewhat
degraded.
The tiny curious male kender is feeling very well.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is slightly hurt.
Peldor turns back to face the battle, pausing briefly before digging
his heels into the
steady grey warhorse, which begins charging toward you at alarming
speed!
The rumbling of the ground beneath your feet nearly drowns out the
sound of the impact as
Peldor scores a moderate hit on your right arm with his draconian
claymore.
As Peldor returns to the battle, you turn to face him again.
You feel ready to go on the offensive again.
You are physically feeling rather hurt and mentally somewhat
degraded.
The tiny curious male kender is feeling very well.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is slightly hurt.
Your muscles tense as you prepare to impale.
The tiny curious male kender says: I don't like all these goblins in
Solace. They smell bad
and they have no sense of humour! That Fewmaster Toede is the worst
of them all! I asked him
once if he was too stupid to be Lotmaster, and that's why he was
only master of a few and he
attacked me!
The tiny curious male kender leaves west.
You are physically feeling rather hurt and mentally somewhat
degraded.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is slightly hurt.
You jab Peldor's right arm with your long sharp naginata.
You grab Peldor's wrist as he attempts to bring his down upon your
left arm, but he brings up
his leg, kicking you hard in the chest.
Peldor barely scrapes your legs with his draconian claymore.
You are physically very hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is somewhat hurt.
You graze Peldor's right arm with your long sharp naginata.
You drive forward at Peldor's head, piercing a gaping wound with
your long sharp naginata.
You barely scrape Peldor's body with your long sharp naginata.
You are physically very hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is very hurt.
Peldor swings his draconian claymore towards your head, but you
evade the attack.
Peldor drinks eleven imported Solanthian wines.
You feel ready to go on the offensive again.
You are physically very hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is very hurt.
Your muscles tense as you prepare to impale.
You graze Peldor's left arm with your long sharp naginata.
You rake Peldor's legs with your long sharp naginata.
Lunging powerfully with your long sharp naginata, you open a
crippling wound in Peldor's right
arm.
Peldor barely scrapes your body with his draconian claymore.
Peldor introduces himself as:
Peldor Trueheart of Palanthus, the Lord Warrior of Solamnia,
champion, male human.
Peldor cries: By the Measure, now and always, let swords fall as
swords will fall!
You are physically very hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
The steady grey warhorse is feeling very well.
Peldor is in a very bad shape.
You scratch Peldor's left arm with your long sharp naginata.
You are now hunting Peldor.
Peldor rides his steady grey warhorse down.
You are physically very hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
You feel ready to go on the offensive again.
Your muscles tense as you prepare to impale.
On a small road.
There are three obvious exits: south, southwest and up.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him, a solace
peacekeeper, an old man and a young
girl.
You are fighting Peldor.
You attack Peldor.
The young girl leaves up.
The old man leaves up.
The solace peacekeeper leaves southwest.
You scratch Peldor's legs with your long sharp naginata.
You are now hunting Peldor.
Peldor rides his steady grey warhorse southwest.
You are already preparing impale.
On a small road.
There are three obvious exits: north, northeast and west.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him and a solace
peacekeeper.
You are fighting Peldor.
You attack Peldor.
Peldor swings his draconian claymore towards your right arm, but you
evade the attack.
You are now hunted by someone.
On a small road.
There are three obvious exits: south, southwest and up.
You are already preparing impale.
The target for your impale seems to have slipped away.
On a small road.
There are three obvious exits: north, northeast and west.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him and a solace
peacekeeper.
Peldor rides his steady grey warhorse northeast.
You are physically very hurt and mentally somewhat degraded.
The solace peacekeeper is feeling very well.
On a small road.
There are three obvious exits: south, southwest and up.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him.
Peldor rides his steady grey warhorse south.
You feel ready to go on the offensive again.
On a small road.
There are two obvious exits: north and southeast.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him and a solace
peacekeeper.
The solace peacekeeper leaves north.
Peldor raises his draconian claymore aloft, giving you a traditional
salute as he rushes
forward to do battle with you!
You are no longer hidden.
You quickly turn the point of your long sharp naginata towards
Peldor.
In a blind charge, Peldor throws himself onto the end of your long
sharp naginata, impaling
himself badly and effectively incapacitating himself.
You are now hunting Peldor.
Peldor rides his steady grey warhorse southeast.
On a small road.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and east.
A steady grey warhorse with Peldor riding on him.
You are fighting Peldor.
You attack Peldor.
Your muscles tense as you prepare to impale.
Peldor swings his draconian claymore towards your left arm, but you
evade the attack.
You are already preparing impale.
As he is struck, Peldor loses his balance and tumbles from his
steady grey warhorse.
In triumph, you raise your long sharp naginata in a mock salute,
then with a downward lunge
you swiftly impale Peldor to the ground, dealing him a gruesome
death blow.
You graze Peldor's right arm with your long sharp naginata.
You are now hunting Peldor.
Peldor panics and flees northwest.
On a small road.
There are two obvious exits: north and southeast.
Peldor.
You are fighting Peldor.
You attack Peldor.
You graze Peldor's head with your long sharp naginata.
Peldor died.
You killed Peldor.
Peldor unfastens the brooch of his Solamnian cape and pulls it off.
A sudden chill permeates the air, and a dark shadow seems to sweep
over his lifeless eyes.
You feel ready to go on the offensive again.
