In my biased opinion, I'd liked to point out that fleestabs are very hard to pull off, ESPECIALLY against a skilled pker who spams. There is only 1 pulse in which the timer is unbeatable for someone who spams, and it's damn near impossible to try to time it with the fleer's varying fleelag, etc. When it does happen it is definitely more SHOCKING to the stabber than anything else
Also, as you can see from the log below, I started the timer when you weren't engaged.
Approaching the Fal Dara Gates
Here are the mighty gates of Fal Dara which have withstood battle after
countless battle against the minions of the Dark One. Leading away from the
gates, a road travels toward the east, bordered by the Shienaran Forest. The
road is rutted from traveling wagons and horses.
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North: *Pitch* is standing here, riding A white stallion.
South: The gate obstructs your view.
A tall post stands here holding a torch to create a lamp.
Praga Khan is Injected with a Poison is standing here.
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
snic
You snicker softly.
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
sa ready?
You growl 'ready?'
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
Praga Khan nods his head vigorously, slathor pouring from his fangs.
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
sa timestab!
You growl 'timestab!'
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
n
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ba chase
A Bend in the Road
The road here travels north from Fal Dara and takes a bend to the west. The
northern gates of Fal Dara can be made out looming ominously to the south.
People can be seen traveling by way of wagon or horseback going in and out of
Fal Dara along with patrolling soldiers keeping a wairy eye out for anything
suspicious.
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South: You feel the presence of someone nearby....
A statue of Lighuxe the borderguard calmly riding a large stallion is here.
*Pitch* is standing here, riding A white stallion.
*Chase* is standing here, riding A white stallion.
A gnarled ancient tree is standing here.
A gnarled ancient tree is standing here.
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
You attempt to hide yourself.
*Chase* sniffs sadly.
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
=
*Chase* tries to slash Praga's shoulders, but misses.
HP:Wounded MV:Good >
*Pitch* tries to slash your legs, but misses.
HP:Wounded MV:Good - Pitch: Beaten>
*
*Pitch* tries to slash your shoulders, but misses.
Praga tries to pierce *Chase*'s waist, but misses.
HP:Wounded MV:Good - Pitch: Beaten>
+ -
A gnarled ancient tree tries to hit Praga's feet, but he parries the attack.
A gnarled ancient tree tries to hit your hands, but you parry the attack.
HP:Wounded MV:Good - Pitch: Beaten>
= % = -
Praga panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Wounded MV:Good - Pitch: Beaten>
+
Praga leaves south.
HP:Wounded MV:Good - Pitch: Beaten>
*
*Chase* makes a strange sound but is suddenly very silent as you place Cancer, the deadly knife of darkness in his back.
*Chase* grimaces in pain.
You receive your share of experience.
Your fame around the world has increased.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Chase*'s death cry.
*Chase* is dead! R.I.P.