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I had a better log of me fighting 3 and getting all three crit until I died when I chased one and hagged, but this will do. Im solo vs Akrabbim and hes beatish Im wounded. I check tracks ngate because I know Akrabbim likes to sneak in other trolls when Im preoccupied. Turns out Lyt is around, so I keep pking. I get north of FD and get bashed, and flee north with 1 hp. I go rest blight until they show up, then run back south. Heres what happens when they get back to fd:


A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is standing here.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
You crush *Lyt*'s head extremely hard.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Scratched>
*Akrabbim* leaves west.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Scratched>

*
*Lyt* barely pierces your arms.
*Lyt* tickles your body as he pierces you.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Scratched>
- Cancelled...
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Scratched>

*Akrabbim* blasts your legs.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Lyt: Scratched>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Lyt: Scratched>
You cannot ride in there!
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Lyt: Scratched>
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
You flee head over heels.
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Alas, you cannot go that way...

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
not
You look around less carefully.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
not
You will now look around more carefully.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
l
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
- +
*
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving north.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving east.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
You crush *Akrabbim*'s arms hard.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Akrabbim: Battered>
HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Akrabbim: Battered>

*
A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Akrabbim*'s arms.
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s legs as he slashes him.
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s body as he slashes him.
*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Akrabbim: Battered>
-
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s legs as he slashes him.
A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Akrabbim*'s shoulders.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Akrabbim*'s head.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Akrabbim: Battered>
% Cancelled...
You do the best you can!

HP:Battered MV:Excellent - Akrabbim: Battered>
*Akrabbim* leaves east.
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
who
-------------- Immortals --------------
Oberyn says D.L.T.B.G.D. (OLC)
Galnor -El Fundador, the "Not So Simple"
Narg -> Doom

-------------- Players --------------
Chase Maravin

4 characters displayed.
Today there was a high of 13 players.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
- +
*
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Lyt leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving west.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >

*Akrabbim* leaves west.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
- +
*
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving north.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving south.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
*Akrabbim* blasts your shoulders.
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You crush *Akrabbim*'s hands hard.
*Akrabbim* blasts your feet.
You do the best you can!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

* - % -
*
You dodge a bash from *Akrabbim* who loses his balance and falls!
Your bash at *Akrabbim* sends him sprawling!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
l
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is sitting here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

You crush *Akrabbim*'s legs very hard.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is sitting here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is sitting here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is sitting here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is sitting here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is sitting here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

You crush *Akrabbim*'s head extremely hard.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Beaten>
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Beaten>

*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Beaten>

The Western Boulevard
The western boulevard here was a wide avenue once, right inside the western
city walls, used often by soldiers or others on their way to the Dog Gate,
which is to the south. Now it is difficult to navigate through the narrow
spaces not blocked by rubble from the ruined buildings and crumbling walls.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of a white stallion is lying here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A strange looking beaked trolloc stands here.
A strange looking beaked trolloc stands here.
You flee head over heels.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >

*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Akrabbim* leaves north.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is standing here.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is standing here.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >

*Lyt* has arrived from the east.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
*Lyt* barely tickles your body with his pierce.
You do the best you can!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Scratched>
HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Scratched>

*
*Lyt* tickles your arms as he pierces you.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Scratched>
- %
*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Scratched>
-
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Lyt*'s body as he slashes him.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Scratched>

*
Your bash at *Lyt* sends him sprawling!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Scratched>

A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s head into bloody fragments!
You crush *Lyt*'s feet into bloody fragments!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Hurt>
l
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
*Lyt* is sitting here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Lyt*!.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Hurt>

*Akrabbim* blasts your arms.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Hurt>
l lyt
You see nothing special about him.

*Lyt* has some small wounds and bruises.

*Lyt* is using:
<held> a brown bag
<worn around neck> a plain white scarf
<worn in right ear> a sparkling ruby earring
<worn in left ear> a sparkling ruby earring
<worn on head> a gold threaded turban
<worn about body> a long, heavy black cape
<worn on body> a light green chainmail shirt
<worn on shoulders> a set of blue woven shoulder coverings
<worn on arms> a pair of gold-embroidered silk sleeves
<worn about waist> a belt made of bones with a skull shaped buckle
<worn around wrist> a wide blue wristband
<worn around wrist> a silver bracelet
<worn on hands> a pair of thick boarhide gloves
<wielded> a gleaming sapphire dagger
<worn as shield> a large iron bound shield
<worn on legs> a pair of padded leather leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of ranger boots

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Hurt>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Hurt>

A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s head hard.
You crush *Lyt*'s waist into bloody fragments!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

You dodge a bash from *Akrabbim* who loses his balance and falls!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.
You flee head over heels.
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.
*Lyt* is sitting here.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Lyt*!.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is standing here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
You feel the presence of someone nearby....
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
*Lyt* leaves west.
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
The Western Boulevard
The western boulevard here was a wide avenue once, right inside the western
city walls, used often by soldiers or others on their way to the Dog Gate,
which is to the south. Now it is difficult to navigate through the narrow
spaces not blocked by rubble from the ruined buildings and crumbling walls.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of a white stallion is lying here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A strange looking beaked trolloc stands here.
A strange looking beaked trolloc stands here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
- +
*
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving north.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving north.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
- +
*
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Lyt leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving east.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
You feel the presence of someone nearby....
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
You crush *Lyt*'s arms very hard.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

*
*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
-
*Lyt* leaves south.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
% Cancelled...
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is standing here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
You try to crush *Lyt*'s body, but he parries the attack.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

*
*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
-
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s hands hard.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
Cancelled...
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

*Lyt* leaves south.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
You crush *Akrabbim*'s head very hard.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
*Lyt* leaves east.
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*
*Akrabbim* leaves east.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
- Cancelled...
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
You crush *Akrabbim*'s hands hard.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Beaten>
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Beaten>

*
*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Beaten>
- %
*Akrabbim* leaves south.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Cancelled...
You cannot ride in there!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >

*Akrabbim* leaves east.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
dism
You stop riding a white stallion.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
*Lyt* has arrived from the south.
You begin riding a white stallion.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
You try to crush *Lyt*'s arms, but he dodges the attack.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

* -
*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

A lightly armored Borderlander tries to slash *Lyt*'s legs, but he dodges the attack.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
%
A lightly armored Borderlander tries to slash *Lyt*'s legs, but he parries the attack.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
-
*Lyt* leaves south.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >

*
They must have left already...

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
dism
You stop riding a white stallion.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Blacksmith's Shop
This building is barely still standing due to the weakness of the walls. The
upper floor has already collapsed and buried part of this building, which used
to be a blacksmith's shop. The shop used to be covered in waves of heat due to
the bellows and the furnaces that the blacksmith employed, but now the shop
remains as cold and dead as the rest of the city.
[ Exits: n ]
You feel the presence of someone nearby....
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
You crush *Lyt*'s shoulders very hard.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Wounded>
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Wounded>

* -
*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Wounded>

A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s hands.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Wounded>
% -
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s arms hard.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Battered>

*
Your bash at *Lyt* sends him sprawling!

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Battered>
l
A Blacksmith's Shop
This building is barely still standing due to the weakness of the walls. The
upper floor has already collapsed and buried part of this building, which used
to be a blacksmith's shop. The shop used to be covered in waves of heat due to
the bellows and the furnaces that the blacksmith employed, but now the shop
remains as cold and dead as the rest of the city.
[ Exits: n ]
*Lyt* is sitting here.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Lyt*!.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Battered>
A Blacksmith's Shop
This building is barely still standing due to the weakness of the walls. The
upper floor has already collapsed and buried part of this building, which used
to be a blacksmith's shop. The shop used to be covered in waves of heat due to
the bellows and the furnaces that the blacksmith employed, but now the shop
remains as cold and dead as the rest of the city.
[ Exits: n ]
*Lyt* is sitting here.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Lyt*!.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Battered>

A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s hands very hard.
You crush *Lyt*'s hands into bloody fragments!

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Battered>
A Blacksmith's Shop
This building is barely still standing due to the weakness of the walls. The
upper floor has already collapsed and buried part of this building, which used
to be a blacksmith's shop. The shop used to be covered in waves of heat due to
the bellows and the furnaces that the blacksmith employed, but now the shop
remains as cold and dead as the rest of the city.
[ Exits: n ]
*Lyt* is sitting here.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Lyt*!.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Battered>
l lyt
You see nothing special about him.

*Lyt* has some big nasty wounds and scratches.

*Lyt* is using:
<held> a brown bag
<worn around neck> a plain white scarf
<worn in right ear> a sparkling ruby earring
<worn in left ear> a sparkling ruby earring
<worn on head> a gold threaded turban
<worn about body> a long, heavy black cape
<worn on body> a light green chainmail shirt
<worn on shoulders> a set of blue woven shoulder coverings
<worn on arms> a pair of gold-embroidered silk sleeves
<worn about waist> a belt made of bones with a skull shaped buckle
<worn around wrist> a wide blue wristband
<worn around wrist> a silver bracelet
<worn on hands> a pair of thick boarhide gloves
<wielded> a gleaming sapphire dagger
<worn as shield> a large iron bound shield
<worn on legs> a pair of padded leather leggings
<worn on feet> a pair of ranger boots

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent - Lyt: Battered>

A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s body hard.
You crush *Lyt*'s feet into bloody fragments!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten>

*Lyt* leaves north.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A tall white stallion is standing here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
You flee head over heels.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
You begin riding a white stallion.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
- +
*
You see fresh tracks of Lyt leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Lyt leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving east.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
l
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
narr both trolls beat!
You narrate, 'both trolls beat!'

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
l
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
narr i wounded
You narrate, 'i wounded'

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
l
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
l
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
al ` bash akrabbim
Alias added.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
- +
*
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving west.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving east.
You see fresh tracks of Lyt leaving east.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is standing here.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
The desolate avenue stretches through the center of the city and comes right up
against the Keep of Fal Dara. Dust is caught in the wind and blown harshly
through the streets and against the ruined walls of the Keep causing it to
swirl in an ominous manner. To the south, the remains of a blacksmith's shop
still manage to stand upright.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A strange looking beaked trolloc stands here.
A strange looking beaked trolloc stands here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is standing here.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Excellent >
Before the Ruined Keep
Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers w

Once this square before the Keep was a gathering area where criers would recite
the daily news or venders would hawk their wares. Now it looks more akin to a
battlefield. The marble fountain that once stood in the center of the square
is now cracked and beyond repair. Where hawkers' makeshift stands or tents
used to stand, now sit massive slabs of rubble, thrown up as a hasty mode of
defence against attack from east to west, or north to south.
[ Exits: n e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.
*Lyt* is standing here.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A mangled trolloc guard stands here fingering his weapon.
A brutal trolloc commander is here imposing his will.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
*Lyt* barely pierces your feet.
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
This major central avenue cuts through the city, connecting the eastern streets
to the western streets, but the connection is almost blocked by piles of rubble
that have fallen into the avenue due to structures that have collapsed. This
avenue runs right by the Keep of Fal Dara, skirting it to the south.
[ Exits: e s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
You flee head over heels.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
yell 1w
You yell, '1w'

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
yell 1w
You yell, '1w'

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
stat
You are a 21 year old male human warrior.
Your mood is currently: Brave
You have 1 warning.
Your height is 4 feet, 8 inches, weight 169 pounds, weight carried 2.6 lbs, worn: 65.2 lbs.
Offensive Bonus: 168 Dodge Bonus: 0, Parry Bonus: 0
Your abilities are: Str: 20, Int: 13, Wis: 12, Dex: 10, Con: 19
You have died 43 times, 35 times to other players, 8 times to monsters, and killed 34 other worthy players.
Your armor absorbs 58% damage on average.
You are affected by:
NO QUIT
NOTICE

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh >

*Lyt* pierces your head.
*Akrabbim* barely blasts your legs.

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
HP:Wounded MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

* -
*Lyt* tickles your legs as he pierces you.
*Lyt* pierces your hands.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
% -
*Akrabbim* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

*Akrabbim* blasts your arms.
*Lyt* pierces your head hard.
*Lyt* pierces your hands.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
`

*Akrabbim* looks at you.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

*Lyt* looks at you.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

*Akrabbim* blasts your legs.
*Lyt* pierces your legs.
*Lyt* pierces your feet.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

* -
*Lyt* barely pierces your hands.
*Lyt* tickles your body as he pierces you.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
% -
*
Your bash at *Akrabbim* sends him sprawling!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

*
*Lyt* tickles your body as he pierces you.
*Lyt* barely pierces your head.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>
- % -
*
Your bash at *Lyt* sends him sprawling!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Wounded>

You crush *Lyt*'s arms into bloody fragments!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
`
They already seem stunned!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
`
They already seem stunned!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
`
They already seem stunned!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
`
They already seem stunned!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
`
They already seem stunned!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
`
HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

* - % -
*Akrabbim* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

*Akrabbim* barely blasts your body.
*Lyt* pierces your legs.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

*Lyt* leaves east.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*Lyt* has arrived from the east.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*Lyt* tickles your body as he pierces you.

HP:Battered MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*Lyt* barely pierces your arms.
*Lyt* pierces your legs.
*Akrabbim* blasts your waist into bloody fragments!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
Cancelled...
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
A Dusty Avenue Through Fal Dara
Similar to the rest of the ruined city, rubble and dusty cake the streets, the
larger piles impeding sight and travel, but the central avenues here are much
wider than the other streets in the city, so passage is still possible for both
travelers and the debris carried by the wind.
[ Exits: e w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
You flee head over heels.
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Alas, you cannot go that way...

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Alas, you cannot go that way...

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >

*Lyt* barely pierces your legs.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

* - %
*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>

*Akrabbim* tickles your body as he blasts you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Battered>
-
*Lyt* leaves east.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*
They must have left already...

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
What?!?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

A lightly armored Borderlander tries to slash *Lyt*'s feet, but he dodges the attack.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s arms very hard.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
You flee head over heels.
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >

*Akrabbim* has arrived from the north.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is here, fighting a lightly armored Borderlander!.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Lyt*!.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Lyt*!.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
*Akrabbim* leaves north.
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
*Akrabbim* has arrived from the north.
*Lyt* has arrived from the north.
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Lyt* is here, fighting a lightly armored Borderlander!.
*Akrabbim* is here, fighting a lightly armored Borderlander!.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Lyt*!.
A lightly armored Borderlander is here, fighting *Akrabbim*!.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
You crush *Lyt*'s hands extremely hard.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>
HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>
*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!
Cancelled...
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>
*Lyt* panics, and attempts to flee!
You do the best you can!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>
HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>

*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>

*
*Akrabbim* leaves south.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>
-
A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Lyt*'s head.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>

*Akrabbim* has arrived from the south.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Lyt: Beaten --- a lightly armored Borderlander: Healthy>

*Lyt* leaves south.
*Akrabbim* tickles your body as he blasts you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
% -
*Lyt* has arrived from the south.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*
Your bash at *Lyt* sends him sprawling!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s shoulders hard.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s hands very hard.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s hands very hard.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s body.
You barely crush *Akrabbim*'s body.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*Akrabbim* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s legs very hard.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s legs very hard.
*Lyt* is mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
*Akrabbim* blasts your legs.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*Akrabbim* looks at *Lyt*.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

A lightly armored Borderlander slashes at *Lyt* who colors everything red with blood from his lethal wound.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Lyt*'s legs into bloody fragments!
Your blood freezes as you hear *Lyt*'s death cry.
*Lyt* is dead! R.I.P.
*Akrabbim* blasts your head very hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*
*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
- %
*Akrabbim* leaves north.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
- Cancelled...
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >

A lightly armored Borderlander leaves north.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
narr rip lyt
You narrate, 'rip lyt'

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
l
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of Lyt is lying here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
gac
You get a pair of ranger boots from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a pair of padded leather leggings from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a large iron bound shield from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a gleaming sapphire dagger from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a pair of thick boarhide gloves from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a silver bracelet from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a wide blue wristband from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a belt made of bones with a skull shaped buckle from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a pair of gold-embroidered silk sleeves from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a set of blue woven shoulder coverings from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a light green chainmail shirt from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a long, heavy black cape from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a gold threaded turban from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a sparkling ruby earring from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a sparkling ruby earring from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a plain white scarf from the corpse of Lyt.
You get a brown bag from the corpse of Lyt.
You receive 0 Gold, 0 Silver, 16 Copper.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >

*Akrabbim* blasts your legs.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*
A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Akrabbim*'s feet.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*Akrabbim* leaves south.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
- %
*Akrabbim* leaves north.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
- Cancelled...
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.

HP:Beaten MV:Fresh >

*Akrabbim* blasts your hands hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
You flee head over heels.
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of Lyt is lying here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Alas, you cannot go that way...

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of Lyt is lying here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
i
You are carrying:
a golden throwing knife
an obsidian throwing knife [3]
a pair of ranger boots
a pair of padded leather leggings
a large iron bound shield
a gleaming sapphire dagger
a pair of thick boarhide gloves
a silver bracelet
a wide blue wristband
a belt made of bones with a skull shaped buckle
a pair of gold-embroidered silk sleeves
a set of blue woven shoulder coverings
a light green chainmail shirt
a long, heavy black cape
a gold threaded turban
a sparkling ruby earring [2]
a plain white scarf
a brown bag

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
exa bag
There is nothing at all special about this simple brown bag. It appears old,
bearing tear marks, yet small, in various places. The size is nothing great as
well, providing only a decent amount of storage space.

When you look inside, you see:
brown (carried):
Nothing.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
i
You are carrying:
a golden throwing knife
an obsidian throwing knife [3]
a pair of ranger boots
a pair of padded leather leggings
a large iron bound shield
a gleaming sapphire dagger
a pair of thick boarhide gloves
a silver bracelet
a wide blue wristband
a belt made of bones with a skull shaped buckle
a pair of gold-embroidered silk sleeves
a set of blue woven shoulder coverings
a light green chainmail shirt
a long, heavy black cape
a gold threaded turban
a sparkling ruby earring [2]
a plain white scarf
a brown bag

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of Lyt is lying here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
drop all
You drop a brown bag.
You drop a plain white scarf.
You drop a sparkling ruby earring.
You drop a sparkling ruby earring.
You drop a gold threaded turban.
You drop a long, heavy black cape.
You drop a light green chainmail shirt.
You drop a set of blue woven shoulder coverings.
You drop a pair of gold-embroidered silk sleeves.
You drop a belt made of bones with a skull shaped buckle.
You drop a wide blue wristband.
You drop a silver bracelet.
You drop a pair of thick boarhide gloves.
You drop a gleaming sapphire dagger.
You drop a large iron bound shield.
You drop a pair of padded leather leggings.
You drop a pair of ranger boots.
You drop an obsidian throwing knife.
You drop an obsidian throwing knife.
You drop an obsidian throwing knife.
You drop a golden throwing knife.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
s
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
n
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of Lyt is lying here.
A brown bag is setting here, collecting dust.
A ragged white scarf lies here.
A red shiny piece of jewelry lies here. [2]
A long turban with gold embroidery has been cast aside here.
A hefty cape of black cloth lies here.
A seemingly light green shirt lies here made of looped chainmail.
A blue set of shoulder coverings are setting here.
A few pieces of silk embroidered with gold thread lies here.
A bone made belt with a skull shaped buckle lies here.
A thick blue died leather band lies on the ground here.
A bracelet made of silver is sitting on the ground.
Gloves made of thick boarskin have been tossed aside here.
A gleaming dagger with a sapphire in its hilt lies here.
A shield of wood sits here thick straps of iron across its bredth.
A pair of leggings have been abandoned here.
A pair a sleek ranger boots are here.
An obsidian knife lies forgotten here. [3]
A gold knife lies forgotten here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >

A lightly armored Borderlander has arrived from the south.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
get all.knife
You get a golden throwing knife.
You get an obsidian throwing knife.
You get an obsidian throwing knife.
You get an obsidian throwing knife.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
s
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
l
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
get dagger pack
You get a short dagger from a moderate sized backpack.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
l
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
rem club
You stop using a giant steel-bound club.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
wield dagger
You wield a short dagger.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
n
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of Lyt is lying here.
A brown bag is setting here, collecting dust.
A ragged white scarf lies here.
A red shiny piece of jewelry lies here. [2]
A long turban with gold embroidery has been cast aside here.
A hefty cape of black cloth lies here.
A seemingly light green shirt lies here made of looped chainmail.
A blue set of shoulder coverings are setting here.
A few pieces of silk embroidered with gold thread lies here.
A bone made belt with a skull shaped buckle lies here.
A thick blue died leather band lies on the ground here.
A bracelet made of silver is sitting on the ground.
Gloves made of thick boarskin have been tossed aside here.
A gleaming dagger with a sapphire in its hilt lies here.
A shield of wood sits here thick straps of iron across its bredth.
A pair of leggings have been abandoned here.
A pair a sleek ranger boots are here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
scalp
You sever a bloody scalp from the corpse of Lyt.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
s
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
rem dagger
You stop using a short dagger.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
wield club
You wield a giant steel-bound club.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
l
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
put dagger pack
You put a short dagger in a moderate sized backpack.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
l
In Front of a Blackened Tower
The south-western guard tower remains mostly intact, unlike the other corner
towers. It appears as though none of the edifice was damaged, but the tower
itself was set afire. Standing tall and reaching up to the sky, the contrast
of the white stone and black soot makes for an odd sight pitted against the
sun. The tower remains intact, but the southern wall adjacent to the tower has
fallen in, fallen over the southern streets to the east.
[ Exits: n u ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
get scalp pack
There doesn't seem to be a scalp in a moderate sized backpack.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
i
You are carrying:
a golden throwing knife
an obsidian throwing knife [3]
a bloody scalp of Lyt

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Bash who?

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
put scalp pack
You put a bloody scalp of Lyt in a moderate sized backpack.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of Lyt is lying here.
A brown bag is setting here, collecting dust.
A ragged white scarf lies here.
A red shiny piece of jewelry lies here. [2]
A long turban with gold embroidery has been cast aside here.
A hefty cape of black cloth lies here.
A seemingly light green shirt lies here made of looped chainmail.
A blue set of shoulder coverings are setting here.
A few pieces of silk embroidered with gold thread lies here.
A bone made belt with a skull shaped buckle lies here.
A thick blue died leather band lies on the ground here.
A bracelet made of silver is sitting on the ground.
Gloves made of thick boarskin have been tossed aside here.
A gleaming dagger with a sapphire in its hilt lies here.
A shield of wood sits here thick straps of iron across its bredth.
A pair of leggings have been abandoned here.
A pair a sleek ranger boots are here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
- +
*
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Chase leaving south.
You see fresh tracks of Akrabbim leaving north.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
yell im crit
You yell, 'im crit'

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
sc
You have 64(437) hit and 128(128) movement points.
You have scored 392799423 exp, 320 total quest points
You need 3200577 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 4 days and 9 hours.
You have gathered 17 Weave Points so far.
This ranks you as Chase Maravin (level 49)
You are in the following clans:
Borderguards : 320 Quest Points, rank 5, 30 Quest Points to rank.
You are riding a white stallion. Your mount looks strong.
You are standing.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
save
Saving Chase.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
*Akrabbim* barely blasts your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

You crush *Akrabbim*'s arms.
*Akrabbim* blasts your head hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
The Western Boulevard
The western boulevard here was a wide avenue once, right inside the western
city walls, used often by soldiers or others on their way to the Dog Gate,
which is to the south. Now it is difficult to navigate through the narrow
spaces not blocked by rubble from the ruined buildings and crumbling walls.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of a white stallion is lying here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
You flee head over heels.
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >

*Akrabbim* blasts your legs.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You panic and attempt to flee!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*Akrabbim* blasts your waist hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
The Western Boulevard
The western boulevard here was a wide avenue once, right inside the western
city walls, used often by soldiers or others on their way to the Dog Gate,
which is to the south. Now it is difficult to navigate through the narrow
spaces not blocked by rubble from the ruined buildings and crumbling walls.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of a white stallion is lying here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
You flee head over heels.
Inside the Dog Gate
The smaller gate of Fal Dara, called the Dog Gate, hangs here upon rusty
hinges. Sometimes it was used by small companies of soldiers or teams of
foragers and scouts, but now it apparently has not been used in some time.
[ Exits: n s w ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
*Akrabbim* tickles your body as he blasts you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
Cancelled...

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

* -
*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
%
*Akrabbim* leaves south.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Cancelled...
An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
*Akrabbim* is standing here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >

*Akrabbim* blasts your arms.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
No way! You're fighting for your life!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
You do the best you can!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>

*
*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
-
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s hands as he slashes him.
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s arms as he slashes him.
A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Akrabbim*'s arms.
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s body as he slashes him.
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s body as he slashes him.
A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Akrabbim*'s legs.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh - Akrabbim: Battered>
%
*Akrabbim* leaves south.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
Cancelled...
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
sc
They don't seem to be here.

HP:Critical MV:Fresh >
You have 36(437) hit and 128(128) movement points.
You have scored 392799775 exp, 320 total quest points
You need 3200225 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 4 days and 9 hours.
You have gathered 17 Weave Points so far.
This ranks you as Chase Maravin (level 49)
You are in the following clans:
Borderguards : 320 Quest Points, rank 5, 30 Quest Points to rank.
You are riding a white stallion. Your mount is full of energy.
You are standing.

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They don't seem to be here.

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*Akrabbim* has arrived from the south.
You crush *Akrabbim*'s head hard.

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You do the best you can!

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No way! You're fighting for your life!

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You do the best you can!

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*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

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*Akrabbim* leaves east.

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They must have left already...

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They don't seem to be here.

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Bash who?

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They don't seem to be here.

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Bash who?

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Within the Ruined Walls
Inside the ruined walls of Fal Dara, the desolation seems complete. The damage
done to the walls is almost irreparable. The hasty defences thrown up within
the walls, in almost every direction, makes it seem as though the city was
taken by the Shadow, but never uncontested by the Shienaran army.
[ Exits: n s ]
The corpse of Lyt is lying here.
A brown bag is setting here, collecting dust.
A ragged white scarf lies here.
A red shiny piece of jewelry lies here. [2]
A long turban with gold embroidery has been cast aside here.
A hefty cape of black cloth lies here.
A seemingly light green shirt lies here made of looped chainmail.
A blue set of shoulder coverings are setting here.
A few pieces of silk embroidered with gold thread lies here.
A bone made belt with a skull shaped buckle lies here.
A thick blue died leather band lies on the ground here.
A bracelet made of silver is sitting on the ground.
Gloves made of thick boarskin have been tossed aside here.
A gleaming dagger with a sapphire in its hilt lies here.
A shield of wood sits here thick straps of iron across its bredth.
A pair of leggings have been abandoned here.
A pair a sleek ranger boots are here.
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

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An Intersection Between Cracked Roads
The cracked eastern streets make an intersection here, as they meet the
desolate central avenues that cross through Fal Dara. Great balls of dust blow
across the streets, but nothing else stirs.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A white stallion is standing here, being ridden by you.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.
A lightly armored Borderlander warily patrols the area here.

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They don't seem to be here.

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Bash who?

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They don't seem to be here.

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Bash who?

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You crush *Akrabbim*'s hands hard.

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<Hes staying, ballsy. Do or die..>
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A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Akrabbim*'s head.
A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Akrabbim*'s head.
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s legs as he slashes him.

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As *Akrabbim* avoids your bash, you topple over and fall to the ground!
*Akrabbim* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

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A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Akrabbim*'s arms.
A lightly armored Borderlander barely slashes *Akrabbim*'s arms.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Akrabbim*'s waist hard.
*Akrabbim* blasts your waist extremely hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Akrabbim* blasts a lightly armored Borderlander's body hard.
*Akrabbim* blasts a lightly armored Borderlander's feet very hard.
*Akrabbim* blasts a lightly armored Borderlander's body hard.

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A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Akrabbim*'s hands.
A lightly armored Borderlander tickles *Akrabbim*'s arms as he slashes him.
A lightly armored Borderlander slashes *Akrabbim*'s hands.
*Akrabbim* barely blasts your body.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Akrabbim* blasts a lightly armored Borderlander's body hard.
*Akrabbim* blasts a lightly armored Borderlander's body very hard.
*Akrabbim* blasts a lightly armored Borderlander's body very hard.

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*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

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*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

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*Akrabbim* panics, and attempts to flee!

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Cancelled...
You do the best you can!

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You do the best you can!

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You do the best you can!

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You do the best you can!

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You do the best you can!

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*Akrabbim* leaves south.
They don't seem to be here.

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They don't seem to be here.

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*Akrabbim* has arrived from the south.
You crush *Akrabbim*'s feet hard.

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You do the best you can!

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*Akrabbim* blasts your arms.
You're stunned, but will probably regain consciousness again.


Very well played Akrabbim. That bash was do or death for you, and you got it. A very newbie mistake when I kept fleeing, shoulda just rolled bash like I did from the beginning, since you were spamming. My fault and caused my death with all that hps loss fleeing.

You may ask why I talk to myself on narrates, I just do. Also, I kept hitting patty solo because I wanted them to hit (dont do that). Best key here was getting them to hit solo, so I picked them off somewhat until they grouped. I dont think them grouping would have been too bad though, because I woulda just ran mobs. I hoped at the end there Akrabbim would mob, but he flee hit me after a min or so.

I would also like to point out with that death, I am on three places on legend. LOOM.

More people need to play like Chase does. He's actually fun