Why?
Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 6:26 pm
A Path Through the Hills
Grass becomes trampled as you move by and rocks scatter all around you. The
mountains grow into the west. The path lies to the south and more hills sprout
to the east.
[ Exits: n e s ]
*Sophia* is here, fighting a wicked kho'mon hunterkiller!, riding a black warhorse.
A wicked kho'mon hunterkiller is here, fighting *Sophia*!.
HP:Scratched MV:Good >
e
Before the Hill
A large hill looms before you to the north. The dead grass gives way to rocks
under you. The way is clear all around you and mountains rise in the south
shadowing the valley.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
*Lyr* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Scratched MV:Good >
*Lyr* strikes you hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
n
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
n
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
flee
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
*Erica* has arrived from the west, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
On a Hill
You have a clear view from all around you on top of this small hill before the
Gap. Jagged rocks lie all around you leaving only one way clear to the south.
This would be an easy place to trap or to be trapped.
[ Exits: s ]
A heavy looking breastplate rests to the side.
A tough leather helmet is setting on the ground.
A pair of thick metal boots is here.
A pair of half-metal gauntlets sit here gathering dust.
Some thick metal armguards lay off to the side.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A tall fade stands here, cloaked in shadow.
You flee head over heels.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
*Lyr* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
Lyr begins charging towards you.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
*Erica* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
kh
You try to thrash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Healthy>
kh
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Healthy>
bas
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Healthy>
* = =
A shadowy fade tries to slash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
A huge trolloc slashes *Erica*.
A huge trolloc slashes *Erica*.
A huge trolloc tries to slash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
A huge trolloc tries to slash *Erica*, but she dodges the attack.
*Erica* strikes you hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
*Lyr* leaves south, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
+ +
*Erica* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
*Erica* leaves south, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
-
*Erica* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
-
*
Bash who?
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
kh
You try to thrash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
kh
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
kh
You try to thrash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
flee
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
n
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
flee
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
n
kh
Before the Hill
A large hill looms before you to the north. The dead grass gives way to rocks
under you. The way is clear all around you and mountains rise in the south
shadowing the valley.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
*Lyr* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
You flee head over heels.
*Lyr* leaves north, riding a black warhorse..
On a Hill
You have a clear view from all around you on top of this small hill before the
Gap. Jagged rocks lie all around you leaving only one way clear to the south.
This would be an easy place to trap or to be trapped.
[ Exits: s ]
A heavy looking breastplate rests to the side.
A tough leather helmet is setting on the ground.
A pair of thick metal boots is here.
A pair of half-metal gauntlets sit here gathering dust.
Some thick metal armguards lay off to the side.
*Lyr* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
*Erica* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A tall fade stands here, cloaked in shadow.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining >
You thrash *Lyr*.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Scratched>
kh
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Scratched>
bas
You feel very sleepy... Zzzz......
You thrash *Lyr*.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
* =
*Sophia* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
=
*Sophia* leaves south, riding a black warhorse..
*Erica* strikes you hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
+ +
*Lyr* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
-
*Sophia* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
*Sophia* slashes you hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
-
*
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
*Sophia* slashes you hard.
A shadowy fade slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
*Lyr* strikes you very hard.
HP:Wounded MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Erica* -- OUCH!!
That really did HURT!
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
*Sophia* slashes you very hard.
A shadowy fade slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
*Lyr* strikes you very hard.
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
*Lyr* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
flee
*Laer* leaves south.
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
*Lyr* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Laer* blasts you very hard.
HP:Beaten MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
*Lyr* leaves south, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Beaten MV:Draining >
s
w
w
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Erica* -- OUCH!!
That really did HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You try to thrash *Erica*, but she dodges the attack.
*Sophia* slashes you hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Erica* strikes you.
You are incapacitated an will slowly die, if not aided.
You are in pretty bad shape, unable to flee!
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Incapacitated MV:Draining >
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Incapacitated MV:Draining >
w
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Incapacitated MV:Draining >
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Incapacitated MV:Draining >
With his powerful blast, *Laer* tears your life from your body!
*Laer* blasts you into bloody fragments!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
The Wheel weaves around you less tightly.
You are dead! Sorry...
Crossway of Shadows
WELCOME TO KINSLAYER!
TYPE 'KIT' FOR A STARTER KIT OF EQUIPMENT.
IRC CHANNEL AT: irc.modblog.com:6667 - #shadar
TYPE NEWS FOR A LIST OF NEW STUFF.
TYPE POLICY FOR THE CURRENT MUD POLICY.
SAY 'FOOD' TO BE GIVEN SOME FOOD.
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[ Exits: n d ]
A thin leather helmet is here.
A thin leather helmet is here.
A tattered shirt is here, rotting away.
Some leather armor is bundled here on the ground.
A worn in pair of gloves sit here in the dirt.
A large slab of meat lies here.
A wooden practice sword is setting here.
A small wooden shield is setting here.
A pitch coated torch rests here, waiting to be lit.
A pair of worn pants are setting on the ground, stained with dirt.
A pair of well-used hiking boots are here.
A leather water flask lies here.
A heavy sack made of burlap lies here.
A large slab of meat lies here.
A large slab of meat lies here.
A large stone fountain is here.
Setzer - {Kho'mon applicant} is resting here.
Zanril Cankil (linkless) is sleeping here.
A stone is here, waiting for your complaints.
The Guardian of Life stands here, ever vigilant.
You feel completely drained of all of your strength...
Why even try to sleep me Erica? Do you need it to be THAT easy?
Grass becomes trampled as you move by and rocks scatter all around you. The
mountains grow into the west. The path lies to the south and more hills sprout
to the east.
[ Exits: n e s ]
*Sophia* is here, fighting a wicked kho'mon hunterkiller!, riding a black warhorse.
A wicked kho'mon hunterkiller is here, fighting *Sophia*!.
HP:Scratched MV:Good >
e
Before the Hill
A large hill looms before you to the north. The dead grass gives way to rocks
under you. The way is clear all around you and mountains rise in the south
shadowing the valley.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
*Lyr* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Scratched MV:Good >
*Lyr* strikes you hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
n
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
n
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
flee
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
*Erica* has arrived from the west, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Lyr: Scratched>
On a Hill
You have a clear view from all around you on top of this small hill before the
Gap. Jagged rocks lie all around you leaving only one way clear to the south.
This would be an easy place to trap or to be trapped.
[ Exits: s ]
A heavy looking breastplate rests to the side.
A tough leather helmet is setting on the ground.
A pair of thick metal boots is here.
A pair of half-metal gauntlets sit here gathering dust.
Some thick metal armguards lay off to the side.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A tall fade stands here, cloaked in shadow.
You flee head over heels.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
*Lyr* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
Lyr begins charging towards you.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
*Erica* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
kh
You try to thrash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Healthy>
kh
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Healthy>
bas
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Healthy>
* = =
A shadowy fade tries to slash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
A huge trolloc slashes *Erica*.
A huge trolloc slashes *Erica*.
A huge trolloc tries to slash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
A huge trolloc tries to slash *Erica*, but she dodges the attack.
*Erica* strikes you hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
*Lyr* leaves south, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
+ +
*Erica* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
*Erica* leaves south, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
-
*Erica* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
-
*
Bash who?
HP:Hurt MV:Good >
kh
You try to thrash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
kh
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
kh
You try to thrash *Erica*, but she parries the attack.
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
flee
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
n
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
flee
HP:Hurt MV:Good - Erica: Scratched>
n
kh
Before the Hill
A large hill looms before you to the north. The dead grass gives way to rocks
under you. The way is clear all around you and mountains rise in the south
shadowing the valley.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
*Lyr* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
You flee head over heels.
*Lyr* leaves north, riding a black warhorse..
On a Hill
You have a clear view from all around you on top of this small hill before the
Gap. Jagged rocks lie all around you leaving only one way clear to the south.
This would be an easy place to trap or to be trapped.
[ Exits: s ]
A heavy looking breastplate rests to the side.
A tough leather helmet is setting on the ground.
A pair of thick metal boots is here.
A pair of half-metal gauntlets sit here gathering dust.
Some thick metal armguards lay off to the side.
*Lyr* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
*Erica* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A tall fade stands here, cloaked in shadow.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining >
You thrash *Lyr*.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Scratched>
kh
You do the best you can!
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Scratched>
bas
You feel very sleepy... Zzzz......
You thrash *Lyr*.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
* =
*Sophia* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
=
*Sophia* leaves south, riding a black warhorse..
*Erica* strikes you hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
+ +
*Lyr* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
-
*Sophia* has arrived from the south, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
*Sophia* slashes you hard.
HP:Hurt MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
-
*
Maybe you should get on your feet first?
*Sophia* slashes you hard.
A shadowy fade slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
*Lyr* strikes you very hard.
HP:Wounded MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Erica* -- OUCH!!
That really did HURT!
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Hurt>
*Sophia* slashes you very hard.
A shadowy fade slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc slashes *Lyr*.
A huge trolloc barely slashes *Lyr*.
*Lyr* strikes you very hard.
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
*Lyr* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
flee
*Laer* leaves south.
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
HP:Battered MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
*Lyr* panics, and attempts to flee!
*Laer* blasts you very hard.
HP:Beaten MV:Draining - Lyr: Wounded>
*Lyr* leaves south, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Beaten MV:Draining >
s
w
w
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Erica* -- OUCH!!
That really did HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
You try to thrash *Erica*, but she dodges the attack.
*Sophia* slashes you hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Erica* strikes you.
You are incapacitated an will slowly die, if not aided.
You are in pretty bad shape, unable to flee!
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Incapacitated MV:Draining >
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Incapacitated MV:Draining >
w
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Incapacitated MV:Draining >
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to do anything!
HP:Incapacitated MV:Draining >
With his powerful blast, *Laer* tears your life from your body!
*Laer* blasts you into bloody fragments!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
The Wheel weaves around you less tightly.
You are dead! Sorry...
Crossway of Shadows
WELCOME TO KINSLAYER!
TYPE 'KIT' FOR A STARTER KIT OF EQUIPMENT.
IRC CHANNEL AT: irc.modblog.com:6667 - #shadar
TYPE NEWS FOR A LIST OF NEW STUFF.
TYPE POLICY FOR THE CURRENT MUD POLICY.
SAY 'FOOD' TO BE GIVEN SOME FOOD.
FORUMS AT: http://sabbath.yi.org:9000/phpBB2/index.php
[ Exits: n d ]
A thin leather helmet is here.
A thin leather helmet is here.
A tattered shirt is here, rotting away.
Some leather armor is bundled here on the ground.
A worn in pair of gloves sit here in the dirt.
A large slab of meat lies here.
A wooden practice sword is setting here.
A small wooden shield is setting here.
A pitch coated torch rests here, waiting to be lit.
A pair of worn pants are setting on the ground, stained with dirt.
A pair of well-used hiking boots are here.
A leather water flask lies here.
A heavy sack made of burlap lies here.
A large slab of meat lies here.
A large slab of meat lies here.
A large stone fountain is here.
Setzer - {Kho'mon applicant} is resting here.
Zanril Cankil (linkless) is sleeping here.
A stone is here, waiting for your complaints.
The Guardian of Life stands here, ever vigilant.
You feel completely drained of all of your strength...
Why even try to sleep me Erica? Do you need it to be THAT easy?