No wonder people leave.
Posted: 05 Nov 2010 06:03
Originally posted by Tar
Greetings was on my way out for loot, cause im just an expert with no skills
and then i stumbled opun this fool. If this is how people gets treated now i
guess ill just retire back in the darkness again. pretty lamo if anyone should
ask...
The afternoon sun shines brightly upon the land. A cool wind blows through the
air, reminding you that winter is not far away. You stand on a vague forest
trail. A few large footprints have been made in the soft forest floor. The
trail continues to the south and west.
There are two obvious exits: south and west.
A flawless onyx ring and a small oak tree.
> south
A dark room.
> Someone opens the qarraba.
Someone gets a bright yellow leaf from his something.
Someone closes the qarraba.
Someone chews a bright yellow leaf.
Someone opens the qarraba.
Someone puts a bright yellow leaf into his something.
Someone closes the qarraba.
south
The afternoon sun shines brightly upon the land. A cool wind blows through the
air, reminding you that winter is not far away. You stand in the center of a
small troll encampment. The trees and bushes has been removed from this area,
revealing the soft dirt. A large fire in the center of the camp, and over it a
large cauldron has been set up. The encampment continues in almost every
direction, however going northward would take you out of it, and into the
forest again.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, southeast,
northwest and northeast.
A pale yellow cloud.
> north
The afternoon sun shines brightly upon the land. A cool wind blows through the
air, reminding you that winter is not far away. You stand on a vague forest
trail. A few large footprints have been made in the soft forest floor. The
trail continues to the south where a small encampment has been made, and
further into the forest to the north.
There are four obvious exits: north, southeast, south and southwest.
> health all
You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour.
The haughty brown horse is feeling very well.
> Someone hisses dangerously.
peer
You peer quizzically around.
> look
A dark room.
> Someone hisses: You DARE steal my claim, orc!
ospeak I did ?
You utter in the black tongue: I did ?
> Someone sheathes his flaming basket-hilt falchion.
> Someone draws power from the realm of shadows.
Someone looks at you with burning eyes, trying to control your will.
Someone raises his hand, menacing at you, and commands: Libo makil!
You fail to understand the words, but you are striken dumb.
You feel your tongue cleave to your mouth, and your heart labouring.
Your mithril crescent-moon axe is left damaged and heavily corroded by
someone's spell.
Filled with grief and blinded by the anger you rush toward someone.
The mithril crescent-moon axe breaks!!!
'shrug
You drunkenly snarl: shrug
> i
It is too dark to see.
> Someone lightly bruises your left arm with his left foot.
Someone hisses to you: Lie not to the Lord of the Nine.
You are now hunting someone.
The haughty brown horse throws back her head and whinnies loudly.
look
The afternoon sun shines brightly upon the land. A cool wind blows through the
air, reminding you that winter is not far away. You stand on a vague forest
trail. A few large footprints have been made in the soft forest floor. The
trail continues to the south where a small encampment has been made, and
further into the forest to the north.
There are four obvious exits: north, southeast, south and southwest.
A massive dangerous forest troll and a haughty brown horse with you riding on
her.
Tar, back to sleeping.
Greetings was on my way out for loot, cause im just an expert with no skills
and then i stumbled opun this fool. If this is how people gets treated now i
guess ill just retire back in the darkness again. pretty lamo if anyone should
ask...
The afternoon sun shines brightly upon the land. A cool wind blows through the
air, reminding you that winter is not far away. You stand on a vague forest
trail. A few large footprints have been made in the soft forest floor. The
trail continues to the south and west.
There are two obvious exits: south and west.
A flawless onyx ring and a small oak tree.
> south
A dark room.
> Someone opens the qarraba.
Someone gets a bright yellow leaf from his something.
Someone closes the qarraba.
Someone chews a bright yellow leaf.
Someone opens the qarraba.
Someone puts a bright yellow leaf into his something.
Someone closes the qarraba.
south
The afternoon sun shines brightly upon the land. A cool wind blows through the
air, reminding you that winter is not far away. You stand in the center of a
small troll encampment. The trees and bushes has been removed from this area,
revealing the soft dirt. A large fire in the center of the camp, and over it a
large cauldron has been set up. The encampment continues in almost every
direction, however going northward would take you out of it, and into the
forest again.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, southeast,
northwest and northeast.
A pale yellow cloud.
> north
The afternoon sun shines brightly upon the land. A cool wind blows through the
air, reminding you that winter is not far away. You stand on a vague forest
trail. A few large footprints have been made in the soft forest floor. The
trail continues to the south where a small encampment has been made, and
further into the forest to the north.
There are four obvious exits: north, southeast, south and southwest.
> health all
You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour.
The haughty brown horse is feeling very well.
> Someone hisses dangerously.
peer
You peer quizzically around.
> look
A dark room.
> Someone hisses: You DARE steal my claim, orc!
ospeak I did ?
You utter in the black tongue: I did ?
> Someone sheathes his flaming basket-hilt falchion.
> Someone draws power from the realm of shadows.
Someone looks at you with burning eyes, trying to control your will.
Someone raises his hand, menacing at you, and commands: Libo makil!
You fail to understand the words, but you are striken dumb.
You feel your tongue cleave to your mouth, and your heart labouring.
Your mithril crescent-moon axe is left damaged and heavily corroded by
someone's spell.
Filled with grief and blinded by the anger you rush toward someone.
The mithril crescent-moon axe breaks!!!
'shrug
You drunkenly snarl: shrug
> i
It is too dark to see.
> Someone lightly bruises your left arm with his left foot.
Someone hisses to you: Lie not to the Lord of the Nine.
You are now hunting someone.
The haughty brown horse throws back her head and whinnies loudly.
look
The afternoon sun shines brightly upon the land. A cool wind blows through the
air, reminding you that winter is not far away. You stand on a vague forest
trail. A few large footprints have been made in the soft forest floor. The
trail continues to the south where a small encampment has been made, and
further into the forest to the north.
There are four obvious exits: north, southeast, south and southwest.
A massive dangerous forest troll and a haughty brown horse with you riding on
her.
Tar, back to sleeping.