HP:Healthy MV:Strong >
l
An Archaic Mausoleum
You are inside an ancient mausoleum, lined with various ruined statues and
destroyed mosaics. Along the northern wall runs a dark altar, human skulls
drenched in blood border its ghastly edges. A rumbling sound shakes the
chamber from time to time, and you can clearly see the source of the thick mist
that now surrounds you.
[ Exits: s ]
South: A tall white stallion is standing here.
A large bowl filled with blood sits upon an altar here.
A decrepit metal chain lies here.
An almost transparent garment lies crumpled on the floor.
Eleanor Fireborn is standing here.
A tall white stallion is standing here.
HP:Healthy MV:Strong >
say what's the code?
You growl 'what's the code?'
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent >
ingal
What?!?
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent >
A vertical beam of light slowly opens into a gateway, leading to somewhere afar.
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent >
enter gate
h
You enter through the gate.
Plaza at the Heart of Caemlyn
The crowds push at you from every side as you walk around. You notice a lovely
fountain in the center of the square. Water sprays upwards from it offering a
refreshing drink to the citizens of Caemlyn. The smell of fresh baked bread
reaches your nose and you can hear the exchange of money to the south. Sounds
of metal against metal ring to the west.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
North: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
East : A bartender stands behind a counter, serving drinks.
South: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
West : An old beggar with thin, gnarled legs walks around here, asking for coins.
A bell tower stands here, its stone carved with statues of legends past.
A smooth stone fountain with an elaborate design is here.
A thin pair of sleek black gloves gather dust here. [2]
A light leather flask is lying here. [2]
A pair of silver boots with black edging lie on their side here.
A rather large pig lies here charred to perfection. [2]
A tunic made of thick iron lies here.
A pair of gold tooled boots lie here.
A lance with a ruby tip lies here.
A pair of boots made of dark metal seem to blacken the ground.
A dark-handled dagger sits here.
A strange gateway is here, leading to an unknown destination.
*Kisu* is standing here.
*Miraes* is standing here.
A man who is avoided by the locals stands nonchalantly by.
A woman clad in men's clothing stands here making rude comments and gestures.
*Cautet* is standing here.
*Moe* is standing here.
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent >
g
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent >
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent >
=
*
*Cautet* tries to punch your arms, but misses.
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
+ -
*Cautet* tries to punch your feet, but misses.
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
= %
Eleanor enters through the gateway.
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
=
Eleanor begins charging towards *Kisu*.
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
- +
*
*Kisu* makes a strange sound but is suddenly very silent as you place a sharpened sinister steel shiv in his back.
*Kisu* grimaces in pain.
You receive some experience points!
Your fame around the world has increased.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Kisu*'s death cry.
*Kisu* is dead! R.I.P.
A local tough named Danir assists *Cautet*.
An ill-kempt woman assists A local tough named Danir.
*Miraes* tries to strike Eleanor's feet, but misses.
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent - A local tough named Danir: Healthy>
scalp corpse
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Healthy MV:Excellent - A local tough named Danir: Healthy>
Eleanor tries to stab *Miraes*'s arms, but misses.
*Miraes* tries to strike Eleanor's legs, but misses.
An ill-kempt woman slashes your body extremely hard.
You pierce A local tough named Danir's arms.
You pierce A local tough named Danir's legs.
A local tough named Danir hacks your arms into bloody fragments!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - A local tough named Danir: Scratched>
sc
You have 369(417) hit and 226(243) movement points.
You have scored 396330154 exp, 1209 total quest points
You need 603669845 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 8 days and 4 hours.
You have gathered 187 Weave Points so far, ranking you Legend 7.
This ranks you as Lithium Hydroxide (level 50)
You are in the following clans:
Ko'bal : 1209 Quest Points, rank 8, 291 Quest Points to rank.
You are fighting A local tough named Danir.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - A local tough named Danir: Scratched>
A local tough named Danir says 'I didn't sign on to mess with someone like Lithium!'
A local tough named Danir stops using a shining steel helm.
A local tough named Danir stops using a well worn hauberk adorned with a Rose emblem.
A local tough named Danir stops using a pair of steel pauldrons.
A local tough named Danir stops using a pair of shimmering steel vambraces.
A local tough named Danir stops using a shimmering steel belt.
A local tough named Danir stops using a pair of thick metal gauntlets.
A local tough named Danir stops using a glistening steel ring.
A local tough named Danir stops using a wicked, wide-bladed voulge forged from dark steel.
A local tough named Danir stops using a pair of shimmering steel greaves.
A local tough named Danir stops using a pair of steel plated leather boots.
A local tough named Danir drops a pair of steel plated leather boots.
A local tough named Danir drops a pair of shimmering steel greaves.
A local tough named Danir drops a wicked, wide-bladed voulge forged from dark steel.
A local tough named Danir drops a glistening steel ring.
A local tough named Danir drops a pair of thick metal gauntlets.
A local tough named Danir drops a shimmering steel belt.
A local tough named Danir drops a pair of shimmering steel vambraces.
A local tough named Danir drops a pair of steel pauldrons.
A local tough named Danir drops a well worn hauberk adorned with a Rose emblem.
A local tough named Danir drops a shining steel helm.
A local tough named Danir says 'I'll wait for you where you picked me up.'
An ill-kempt woman says 'I didn't sign on to mess with someone like Lithium!'
An ill-kempt woman stops using a velvet leather shoufa.
An ill-kempt woman stops using a pair of black steel overlapping plates.
An ill-kempt woman stops using a pair of sleek black gloves.
An ill-kempt woman stops using a glittering jewel-encrusted longsword.
An ill-kempt woman stops using a curved silver shield.
An ill-kempt woman stops using a pair of steel-plated war boots.
An ill-kempt woman drops a pair of steel-plated war boots.
An ill-kempt woman drops a curved silver shield.
An ill-kempt woman drops a glittering jewel-encrusted longsword.
An ill-kempt woman drops a pair of sleek black gloves.
An ill-kempt woman drops a pair of black steel overlapping plates.
An ill-kempt woman drops a velvet leather shoufa.
An ill-kempt woman says 'I'll wait for you where you picked me up.'
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
A gate slowly fades out of existance.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
l
*Cautet* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
h
g
Eleanor tries to stab *Miraes*'s arms, but misses.
*Miraes* tries to strike Eleanor's legs, but misses.
*Cautet* tries to punch your body, but misses.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
Eleanor tries to stab *Miraes*'s hands, but misses.
*Cautet* tries to punch your legs, but misses.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
Eleanor narrates, 'nice'
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
Plaza at the Heart of Caemlyn
The crowds push at you from every side as you walk around. You notice a lovely
fountain in the center of the square. Water sprays upwards from it offering a
refreshing drink to the citizens of Caemlyn. The smell of fresh baked bread
reaches your nose and you can hear the exchange of money to the south. Sounds
of metal against metal ring to the west.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
A bell tower stands here, its stone carved with statues of legends past.
A smooth stone fountain with an elaborate design is here.
A light leather flask is lying here. [2]
A pair of silver boots with black edging lie on their side here.
A rather large pig lies here charred to perfection. [2]
A tunic made of thick iron lies here.
A pair of gold tooled boots lie here.
A lance with a ruby tip lies here.
A pair of boots made of dark metal seem to blacken the ground.
A dark-handled dagger sits here.
The corpse of Kisu is lying here.
A pair of leather boots supported by steel plates sit here.
Sparkling in the light, a pair of shimmering steel greaves are here.
An intimidating weapon, consisting of a wide head attached to a wooden pole, awaits a new owner here.
A dark steel ring glistens here.
A pair of thick metal gauntlets lie here.
A steel belt lies here, shimmering in the light.
Some armguards lie here, shimmering in the light.
A pair of heavy steel pauldrons lie here.
A worn chainmail tunic lies here with red cloth sewn into it.
A steel helm reflects the light.
A pair of steel-plated war boots are gleaming here.
A curving shield of silver sits here, shining brightly.
A longsword encrusted in gems rests here.
A thin pair of sleek black gloves gather dust here. [3]
Two pieces of black steel overlap each other forming a large steel plate here.
A dark shoufa made of leather and velvet veil lies here.
Eleanor Fireborn is here, fighting *Miraes*!.
*Miraes* is here, fighting Eleanor!.
*Cautet* is here, fighting YOU!.
*Moe* is standing here.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
No way! You're fighting for your life here!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
*Miraes* smirks as his fireball explodes into the face of Eleanor!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
sc
You have 368(417) hit and 226(243) movement points.
You have scored 396330154 exp, 1209 total quest points
You need 603669845 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 8 days and 4 hours.
You have gathered 187 Weave Points so far, ranking you Legend 7.
This ranks you as Lithium Hydroxide (level 50)
You are in the following clans:
Ko'bal : 1209 Quest Points, rank 8, 291 Quest Points to rank.
You are fighting *Cautet*.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Healthy>
You pierce *Cautet*'s legs.
You barely pierce *Cautet*'s body.
Eleanor tries to stab *Miraes*'s body, but misses.
*Miraes* tries to strike Eleanor's head, but misses.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
cw
Eleanor panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
Mood changed to: Wimpy
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
shie
You raise your shield and brace yourself in preparation for an oncoming attack.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
=
Eleanor leaves east.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
=
You successfully deflect your opponent's weapon, who loses his balance and topples over.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
l
Plaza at the Heart of Caemlyn
The crowds push at you from every side as you walk around. You notice a lovely
fountain in the center of the square. Water sprays upwards from it offering a
refreshing drink to the citizens of Caemlyn. The smell of fresh baked bread
reaches your nose and you can hear the exchange of money to the south. Sounds
of metal against metal ring to the west.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
A bell tower stands here, its stone carved with statues of legends past.
A smooth stone fountain with an elaborate design is here.
A light leather flask is lying here. [2]
A pair of silver boots with black edging lie on their side here.
A rather large pig lies here charred to perfection. [2]
A tunic made of thick iron lies here.
A pair of gold tooled boots lie here.
A lance with a ruby tip lies here.
A pair of boots made of dark metal seem to blacken the ground.
A dark-handled dagger sits here.
The corpse of Kisu is lying here.
A pair of leather boots supported by steel plates sit here.
Sparkling in the light, a pair of shimmering steel greaves are here.
An intimidating weapon, consisting of a wide head attached to a wooden pole, awaits a new owner here.
A dark steel ring glistens here.
A pair of thick metal gauntlets lie here.
A steel belt lies here, shimmering in the light.
Some armguards lie here, shimmering in the light.
A pair of heavy steel pauldrons lie here.
A worn chainmail tunic lies here with red cloth sewn into it.
A steel helm reflects the light.
A pair of steel-plated war boots are gleaming here.
A curving shield of silver sits here, shining brightly.
A longsword encrusted in gems rests here.
A thin pair of sleek black gloves gather dust here. [3]
Two pieces of black steel overlap each other forming a large steel plate here.
A dark shoufa made of leather and velvet veil lies here.
*Miraes* is standing here.
*Cautet* is here, fighting YOU!.
*Moe* is standing here.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
f
You pierce *Cautet*'s legs.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
You panic and attempt to flee!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
*Miraes* tries to strike your legs, but misses.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
h
A blinding pillar of light slices through the air, creating a gateway to another place.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Scratched>
g
Crossing in the Middle Road
The heavy crowds continue to push through each other, as if everyone is in a
hurry to get to where they are heading. The long main road in front of you is
made up of a strong stone to have survived the hard pounding of people's feet
and wagons heading through here every day. To the north, you can see the
palace of Caemlyn and the Inner City.
[ Exits: e s w ]
East : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
South: A lady with kind eyes walks about the square.
West : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A losely made green breeches lie here.
A pair of gauntlets made of thick metal lie here.
Green breeches lie folded neatly on the ground.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
You flee head over heels.
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
Backstab who?
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
g
Backstab who?
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
g
Backstab who?
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
*Moe* has arrived from the south.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
w
h
Middle Road
The main road continues to head east and west, right through the center of
Caemlyn. There are large crowds everywhere in the city, but to the east, there
are suprisingly even more people than on the main road west of here. You
notice a large palace north of here, and a road east of here that leads north
towards it.
[ Exits: n e w ]
East : *Moe* is standing here.
West : An old beggar with thin, gnarled legs walks around here, asking for coins.
A light leather flask is lying here.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A tall white stallion is standing here.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
g
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
Backstab who?
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
e
*Moe* has arrived from the east.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
h
*Moe* leaves north.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
g
Crossing in the Middle Road
The heavy crowds continue to push through each other, as if everyone is in a
hurry to get to where they are heading. The long main road in front of you is
made up of a strong stone to have survived the hard pounding of people's feet
and wagons heading through here every day. To the north, you can see the
palace of Caemlyn and the Inner City.
[ Exits: e s w ]
East : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
South: A lady with kind eyes walks about the square.
West : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A losely made green breeches lie here.
A pair of gauntlets made of thick metal lie here.
Green breeches lie folded neatly on the ground.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
Backstab who?
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent >
s
Plaza at the Heart of Caemlyn
The crowds push at you from every side as you walk around. You notice a lovely
fountain in the center of the square. Water sprays upwards from it offering a
refreshing drink to the citizens of Caemlyn. The smell of fresh baked bread
reaches your nose and you can hear the exchange of money to the south. Sounds
of metal against metal ring to the west.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
North: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
East : *Miraes* is standing here.
South: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
West : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A bell tower stands here, its stone carved with statues of legends past.
h
A smooth stone fountain with an elaborate design is here.
A light leather flask is lying here. [2]
A pair of silver boots with black edging lie on their side here.
A rather large pig lies here charred to perfection. [2]
A tunic made of thick iron lies here.
A pair of gold tooled boots lie here.
A lance with a ruby tip lies here.
A pair of boots made of dark metal seem to blacken the ground.
A dark-handled dagger sits here.
The corpse of Kisu is lying here.
A pair of leather boots supported by steel plates sit here.
Sparkling in the light, a pair of shimmering steel greaves are here.
An intimidating weapon, consisting of a wide head attached to a wooden pole, awaits a new owner here.
A dark steel ring glistens here.
A pair of thick metal gauntlets lie here.
A steel belt lies here, shimmering in the light.
Some armguards lie here, shimmering in the light.
A pair of heavy steel pauldrons lie here.
A worn chainmail tunic lies here with red cloth sewn into it.
A steel helm reflects the light.
A pair of steel-plated war boots are gleaming here.
A curving shield of silver sits here, shining brightly.
A longsword encrusted in gems rests here.
A thin pair of sleek black gloves gather dust here. [3]
Two pieces of black steel overlap each other forming a large steel plate here.
A dark shoufa made of leather and velvet veil lies here.
A lady with kind eyes walks about the square.
*Cautet* is standing here.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong >
*Cautet* tries to punch your body, but misses.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Scratched>
g
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Scratched>
No way! You're fighting for your life here!
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Scratched>
You pierce *Cautet*'s head hard.
You tickle *Cautet*'s body as you pierce him.
*Cautet* tries to punch your arms, but misses.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Hurt>
*Cautet* stops following *Moe*.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Hurt>
l cautet
*Cautet* has some small wounds and bruises.
*Cautet* is using:
<worn around neck> a polished amulet of onyx
<worn in right ear> a shining silver earring
<worn on head> a full helm
<worn on body> a shimmering steel breastplate
<worn on shoulders> a set of shimmering steel pauldrons
<worn on arms> a pair of black steel vambraces
<worn on hands> a pair of heavy metal gauntlets
<wielded with two hands> a heavy slungshot with a flanged, steel head
<worn on legs> a pair of shimmering steel greaves
<worn on feet> a pair of black steel war boots
You attempt to peek at his inventory:
a short dagger
a large slab of meat
a large slab of meat
a large slab of meat
a large slab of meat
a large slab of meat
a large slab of meat
a light leather flask
a light leather flask
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Hurt>
l
Your blood freezes as you hear someone's death cry.
You pierce *Cautet*'s head very hard.
You barely pierce *Cautet*'s body.
Plaza at the Heart of Caemlyn
The crowds push at you from every side as you walk around. You notice a lovely
fountain in the center of the square. Water sprays upwards from it offering a
refreshing drink to the citizens of Caemlyn. The smell of fresh baked bread
reaches your nose and you can hear the exchange of money to the south. Sounds
of metal against metal ring to the west.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
A bell tower stands here, its stone carved with statues of legends past.
A smooth stone fountain with an elaborate design is here.
A light leather flask is lying here. [2]
A pair of silver boots with black edging lie on their side here.
A rather large pig lies here charred to perfection. [2]
A tunic made of thick iron lies here.
A pair of gold tooled boots lie here.
A lance with a ruby tip lies here.
A pair of boots made of dark metal seem to blacken the ground.
A dark-handled dagger sits here.
The corpse of Kisu is lying here.
A pair of leather boots supported by steel plates sit here.
Sparkling in the light, a pair of shimmering steel greaves are here.
An intimidating weapon, consisting of a wide head attached to a wooden pole, awaits a new owner here.
A dark steel ring glistens here.
A pair of thick metal gauntlets lie here.
A steel belt lies here, shimmering in the light.
Some armguards lie here, shimmering in the light.
A pair of heavy steel pauldrons lie here.
A worn chainmail tunic lies here with red cloth sewn into it.
A steel helm reflects the light.
A pair of steel-plated war boots are gleaming here.
A curving shield of silver sits here, shining brightly.
A longsword encrusted in gems rests here.
A thin pair of sleek black gloves gather dust here. [3]
Two pieces of black steel overlap each other forming a large steel plate here.
A dark shoufa made of leather and velvet veil lies here.
A lady with kind eyes walks about the square.
*Cautet* is here, fighting YOU!.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Hurt>
You dodge a bash from *Cautet* who loses his balance and falls!
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Hurt>
Eleanor has arrived from the east.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Hurt>
Eleanor stabs *Cautet*'s feet hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Hurt>
Eleanor stabs *Cautet*'s hands hard.
You pierce *Cautet*'s feet hard.
You pierce *Cautet*'s arms hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
sc
You have 368(417) hit and 218(243) movement points.
You have scored 396330130 exp, 1209 total quest points
You need 603669869 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 8 days and 4 hours.
You have gathered 187 Weave Points so far, ranking you Legend 7.
This ranks you as Lithium Hydroxide (level 50)
You are in the following clans:
Ko'bal : 1209 Quest Points, rank 8, 291 Quest Points to rank.
You are fighting *Cautet*.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
Eleanor narrates, 'rip miraes'
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
cw
Mood changed to: Wimpy
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
You dodge a bash from *Cautet* who loses his balance and falls!
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
nar nice
You narrate, 'nice'
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
Eleanor barely stabs *Cautet*'s body.
You barely pierce *Cautet*'s body.
You tickle *Cautet*'s body as you pierce him.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
Eleanor looks at *Cautet*.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
*Cautet* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Hurt MV:Strong - Cautet: Wounded>
*Cautet* leaves south.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong >
*Cautet* has arrived from the south.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong >
Eleanor stabs *Cautet*'s waist very hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Strong >
nar Moe got the fuck out of here
j
j
Eleanor stabs *Cautet*'s hands very hard.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
You narrate, 'Moe got the fuck out of here'
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
You pierce *Cautet*'s head hard.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
Eleanor avoids being bashed by *Cautet* who loses his balance and falls!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You barely pierce *Cautet*'s body.
You pierce *Cautet*'s arms hard.
Eleanor barely stabs *Cautet*'s legs.
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
j
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
*Cautet* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
Eleanor narrates, 'lol'
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
*Cautet* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
*Cautet* leaves south.
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
A Caemlyn cityguard has arrived from the north.
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
j
*Cautet* has arrived from the south.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
Eleanor stabs *Cautet*'s head hard.
You pierce *Cautet*'s arms hard.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
*Cautet* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh - Cautet: Wounded --- Eleanor: Hurt>
j
*Cautet* leaves north.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
n
Eleanor leaves north.
HP:Scratched MV:Fresh >
j
Crossing in the Middle Road
The heavy crowds continue to push through each other, as if everyone is in a
hurry to get to where they are heading. The long main road in front of you is
made up of a strong stone to have survived the hard pounding of people's feet
and wagons heading through here every day. To the north, you can see the
palace of Caemlyn and the Inner City.
[ Exits: e s w ]
East : *Cautet* is standing here.
South: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
West : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A losely made green breeches lie here.
A pair of gauntlets made of thick metal lie here.
Green breeches lie folded neatly on the ground.
Eleanor Fireborn is standing here.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
Eleanor leaves east.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
s
Plaza at the Heart of Caemlyn
The crowds push at you from every side as you walk around. You notice a lovely
fountain in the center of the square. Water sprays upwards from it offering a
refreshing drink to the citizens of Caemlyn. The smell of fresh baked bread
reaches your nose and you can hear the exchange of money to the south. Sounds
of metal against metal ring to the west.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
East : A bartender stands behind a counter, serving drinks.
South: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
West : An ordinary commoner hurriedly moves along.
A bell tower stands here, its stone carved with statues of legends past.
A smooth stone fountain with an elaborate design is here.
A light leather flask is lying here. [2]
A pair of silver boots with black edging lie on their side here.
A rather large pig lies here charred to perfection. [2]
A tunic made of thick iron lies here.
A pair of gold tooled boots lie here.
A lance with a ruby tip lies here.
A pair of boots made of dark metal seem to blacken the ground.
A dark-handled dagger sits here.
The corpse of Kisu is lying here.
A pair of leather boots supported by steel plates sit here.
Sparkling in the light, a pair of shimmering steel greaves are here.
An intimidating weapon, consisting of a wide head attached to a wooden pole, awaits a new owner here.
A dark steel ring glistens here.
A pair of thick metal gauntlets lie here.
A steel belt lies here, shimmering in the light.
Some armguards lie here, shimmering in the light.
A pair of heavy steel pauldrons lie here.
A worn chainmail tunic lies here with red cloth sewn into it.
A steel helm reflects the light.
A pair of steel-plated war boots are gleaming here.
A curving shield of silver sits here, shining brightly.
A longsword encrusted in gems rests here.
A thin pair of sleek black gloves gather dust here. [3]
Two pieces of black steel overlap each other forming a large steel plate here.
A dark shoufa made of leather and velvet veil lies here.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A lady with kind eyes walks about the square.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
scalp corpse
n
You sever a bloody scalp from the corpse of Kisu.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
Crossing in the Middle Road
The heavy crowds continue to push through each other, as if everyone is in a
hurry to get to where they are heading. The long main road in front of you is
made up of a strong stone to have survived the hard pounding of people's feet
and wagons heading through here every day. To the north, you can see the
palace of Caemlyn and the Inner City.
[ Exits: e s w ]
East : Eleanor Fireborn is here, fighting *Cautet*!.
South: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
West : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A losely made green breeches lie here.
A pair of gauntlets made of thick metal lie here.
Green breeches lie folded neatly on the ground.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
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j
Middle Road
The east gate of Caemlyn lies just a little to the east and to the west is the
center of the city. The street is packed with people. Hawkers shout their
wares on street corners and jugglers are performing for coins.
[ Exits: e w ]
Eleanor Fireborn is here, fighting *Cautet*!.
*Cautet* is here, fighting Eleanor!.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
An ordinary commoner hurriedly moves along.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
Eleanor leaves east.
You pierce *Cautet*'s hands hard.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Battered>
You pierce *Cautet*'s waist extremely hard.
You pierce *Cautet*'s arms hard.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Battered>
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Middle Road
The east gate of Caemlyn lies just a little to the east and to the west is the
center of the city. The street is packed with people. Hawkers shout their
wares on street corners and jugglers are performing for coins.
[ Exits: e w ]
*Cautet* is here, fighting YOU!.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
An ordinary commoner hurriedly moves along.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Battered>
A Caemlyn cityguard tries to stab your body, but misses.
A Caemlyn cityguard tries to stab your body, but misses.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Battered>
nar come
Eleanor has arrived from the east.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Battered>
Eleanor stabs *Cautet*'s legs.
You narrate, 'come'
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Battered>
Eleanor barely stabs *Cautet*'s body.
A Caemlyn cityguard tries to stab your legs, but misses.
A Caemlyn cityguard tries to stab your body, but misses.
You barely pierce *Cautet*'s body.
You pierce *Cautet*'s waist extremely hard.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
l
Middle Road
The east gate of Caemlyn lies just a little to the east and to the west is the
center of the city. The street is packed with people. Hawkers shout their
wares on street corners and jugglers are performing for coins.
[ Exits: e w ]
Eleanor Fireborn is here, fighting *Cautet*!.
*Cautet* is here, fighting YOU!.
A Caemlyn cityguard is here, fighting YOU!.
A Caemlyn cityguard is here, fighting YOU!.
An ordinary commoner hurriedly moves along.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
Sharp wind from Eleanor creats air scythes which tear apart *Cautet*.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
You dodge a bash from *Cautet* who loses his balance and falls!
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
Sharp wind from Eleanor creats air scythes which tear apart *Cautet*.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
A Caemlyn cityguard tries to stab your hands, but misses.
A Caemlyn cityguard tries to stab your body, but misses.
You barely pierce *Cautet*'s body.
*Cautet* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
pre
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
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= Cancelled...
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
f
*Cautet* leaves west.
They don't seem to be here.
*Cautet* has arrived from the west.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - A Caemlyn cityguard: Healthy>
*Cautet* leaves east.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - A Caemlyn cityguard: Healthy>
Eleanor leaves west.
You panic and attempt to flee!
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - A Caemlyn cityguard: Healthy>
j
Eleanor leaves east.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - A Caemlyn cityguard: Healthy>
Crossing in the Middle Road
The heavy crowds continue to push through each other, as if everyone is in a
hurry to get to where they are heading. The long main road in front of you is
made up of a strong stone to have survived the hard pounding of people's feet
and wagons heading through here every day. To the north, you can see the
palace of Caemlyn and the Inner City.
[ Exits: e s w ]
East : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
South: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
West : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A losely made green breeches lie here.
A pair of gauntlets made of thick metal lie here.
Green breeches lie folded neatly on the ground.
You flee head over heels.
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
e
e
Middle Road
The east gate of Caemlyn lies just a little to the east and to the west is the
center of the city. The street is packed with people. Hawkers shout their
wares on street corners and jugglers are performing for coins.
[ Exits: e w ]
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
An ordinary commoner hurriedly moves along.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
e
Middle Road
The east gate is close and the west gate lies down the road more. Trying to
get by people, the smell of horse dung reaches your nose. To the south is the
stable of Caemlyn. You can see a man yelling, trying to regain hold of one of
the horses.
[ Exits: e s w ]
South: An old beggar with thin, gnarled legs walks around here, asking for coins.
West : A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
A small brass lantern is sitting here.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
j
Middle Road
Wagons and a crowd of people head toward the gates which lay just to the east.
There are little shops on the side of the road and hawkers on the street
corners shout their wares trying to outdo each other. Street performers juggle
and sing for money.
[ Exits: e w ]
East : Eleanor Fireborn is standing here.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
e
j
Caemlyn's East Gate
Massive iron gates surrounded by an Ogier worked stone arch block the road that
continues to the east. Various lion heads, and other patterns have been etched
into the gates and the outlining stone. A long boulevard travels through the
center of Caemlyn leading out the gate towards Aringill.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
North: A cityguard patrols here, ever ready to draw his sword.
East : The gate obstructs your view.
*Cautet* is here, fighting Eleanor!.
Eleanor Fireborn is here, fighting *Cautet*!.
A large gatekeeper stands here, manning the gates.
A Queen's guardsman stands here in his gleaming armor and red cloak.
A Queen's guardsman stands here in his gleaming armor and red cloak.
A Queen's guardsman stands here in his gleaming armor and red cloak.
A Queen's guardsman stands here in his gleaming armor and red cloak.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
You barely pierce *Cautet*'s body.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten --- Eleanor: Hurt>
Eleanor panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten --- Eleanor: Hurt>
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No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten --- Eleanor: Hurt>
You do the best you can!
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten --- Eleanor: Hurt>
Eleanor leaves west.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
w
j
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Cautet: Beaten>
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your body, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your body, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your feet, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your hands hard.
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your legs hard.
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your head, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your waist, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your head very hard.
You pierce *Cautet*'s shoulders hard.
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
Eleanor has arrived from the west.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
w
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Eleanor stabs *Cautet*'s head very hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
shie
Sharp wind from Eleanor creats air scythes which tear apart *Cautet*.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
You raise your shield and brace yourself in preparation for an oncoming attack.
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
= =
*Cautet* sends Eleanor sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Hurt MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
* +
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your arms very hard.
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your body, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your feet.
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your body, but misses.
*Cautet* punches Eleanor's hands into bloody fragments!
*Cautet* punches your arms extremely hard.
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
- j
Cancelled...
You do the best you can!
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your hands, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your arms, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor tries to stab your hands, but misses.
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your head very hard.
You pierce *Cautet*'s feet hard.
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
preb
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
- = % = - +
*Cautet* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your arms into bloody fragments!
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your feet very hard.
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your feet extremely hard.
A Queen's Guard of Andor stabs your body into bloody fragments!
*Cautet* tries to punch Eleanor's arms, but misses.
*Cautet* punches your body into bloody fragments!
HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Cautet: Critical>
Sharp wind from Eleanor creats air scythes which tear apart *Cautet*.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Cautet*'s death cry.
*Cautet* is dead! R.I.P.
and then Michael shows up and also dies.
