Close one!

[Jule]

*Syrik* has arrived from the north.

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l
At a Campfire
The clearing narrows somewhat, the bushes seem to not grow here as much, and
crowd near the tree line. There is an old fire pit here, with some old burnt
logs in it. Over the pit, there is a spit set up as if whoever was here last
had to leave fast. The coals have almost turned into ash.
[ Exits: n ]
You see fresh tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
You see fresh tracks of a trolloc leaving north.
*Syrik* is standing here.
A black warhorse is standing here, being ridden by you.
A tall white stallion is standing here.
A Child of the Light soldier stands here.
A Child of the Light soldier stands here.
An Officer of the Children of the Light stands proudly by his men.

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a
*Syrik* slashes your legs hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You do the best you can!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Syrik: Wounded>

f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Syrik: Wounded>

f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

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f
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Syrik: Wounded>

In a Clearing
The treeline has been cleared off here. Long grass and small bushes grow here.
Many blueberry plants grow here thanks to the open area. The brush continues
to the east, and a small camp area can be seen to the south. The blueberries
look ripe for the picking,and wait to stain a traveler's clothes.
[ Exits: n e s ]
You see fresh tracks of a trolloc leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of a ridden mount leaving south.
A black warhorse is standing here, being ridden by you.
You flee head over heels.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >

cb
Mood changed to: Brave

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >

s
At a Campfire
The clearing narrows somewhat, the bushes seem to not grow here as much, and
crowd near the tree line. There is an old fire pit here, with some old burnt
logs in it. Over the pit, there is a spit set up as if whoever was here last
had to leave fast. The coals have almost turned into ash.
[ Exits: n ]
You see fresh tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
You see fresh tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
A black warhorse is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Syrik* is here, fighting a Whitecloak soldier!.
A tall white stallion is standing here.
A Whitecloak soldier is here, fighting *Syrik*!.
A Whitecloak soldier is here, fighting *Syrik*!.
An Officer of the Children of the Light is here, fighting *Syrik*!.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >

a
A Whitecloak soldier tries to slash *Syrik*'s hands, but he dodges the attack.
*Syrik* slashes a Whitecloak soldier's hands extremely hard.
A Whitecloak soldier tries to slash *Syrik*'s body, but he dodges the attack.
You hack *Syrik*'s body extremely hard.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Scratched>

b
HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Scratched>

* - *Syrik* channels sharp air scythes which tear your skin apart!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Scratched>

% *Syrik* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Scratched>

*Syrik* avoids being bashed by an Officer of the Children of the Light who loses his balance and falls!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Scratched>

- A Whitecloak soldier tries to slash *Syrik*'s feet, but he dodges the attack.
*Syrik* slashes a Whitecloak soldier's body hard.
A Whitecloak soldier slashes *Syrik*'s feet very hard.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>


* As *Syrik* avoids your bash, you topple over and fall to the ground!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>

b
*Syrik* channels sharp air scythes which tear your skin apart!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>

* - *Syrik* channels sharp air scythes which tear your skin apart!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>

An Officer of the Children of the Light tries to slash *Syrik*'s feet, but he dodges the attack.
A Whitecloak soldier tries to slash *Syrik*'s legs, but he dodges the attack.
*Syrik* tries to slash a Whitecloak soldier's hands, but he parries the attack.
A Whitecloak soldier tries to slash *Syrik*'s waist, but he dodges the attack.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>

% - *Syrik* channels sharp air scythes which tear your skin apart!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>


* Your bash at *Syrik* sends him sprawling!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Battered --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>

sc
You hack *Syrik*'s body into bloody fragments!
An Officer of the Children of the Light slashes *Syrik*'s body extremely hard.
A Whitecloak soldier slashes *Syrik*'s legs very hard.
A Whitecloak soldier slashes *Syrik*'s legs extremely hard.
You have 1(441) hit and 139(139) movement points.
You have scored 396140619 exp, 0 total quest points
You need 603859380 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 14581 days and 20 hours.
You have gathered 113 Weave Points so far.
This ranks you as Jule the Second Squadman [Child of Light] (level 50)
You are not a member of any clans.
Your mount is full of energy.
You are riding a black warhorse.
You are fighting *Syrik*.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Critical --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>

l
At a Campfire
The clearing narrows somewhat, the bushes seem to not grow here as much, and
crowd near the tree line. There is an old fire pit here, with some old burnt
logs in it. Over the pit, there is a spit set up as if whoever was here last
had to leave fast. The coals have almost turned into ash.
[ Exits: n ]
You see fresh tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
You see fresh tracks of a ridden mount leaving north.
A black warhorse is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Syrik* is sitting here.
A tall white stallion is standing here.
A Whitecloak soldier is here, fighting *Syrik*!.
A Whitecloak soldier is here, fighting *Syrik*!.
An Officer of the Children of the Light is here, fighting *Syrik*!.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Syrik: Critical --- a Whitecloak soldier: Hurt>

You hack *Syrik*'s head into bloody fragments!
You receive some experience points!
Your fame around the world has increased.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Syrik*'s death cry.
*Syrik* is dead! R.I.P.

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sc
You have 1(441) hit and 139(139) movement points.
You have scored 396140619 exp, 0 total quest points
You need 603859380 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 14581 days and 20 hours.
You have gathered 141 Weave Points so far.
This ranks you as Jule the Second Squadman [Child of Light] (level 50)
You are not a member of any clans.
Your mount is full of energy.
You are riding a black warhorse.
You are standing.