Why channelers are overpowered?
Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2005 10:56 pm
I dont know.. Im kinda pissed right now.. youll see why..
The Great Blight
The sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you.
[ Exits: e s w ]
*Sophia* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning >
*Sidney* has arrived from the south, riding a white stallion.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning >
You barely blast *Sidney*.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
*
A black warhorse appears to be less tired.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
=
*Sophia* barely tickles you with his thrash.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
=
Rag has arrived from the east.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
Borglub narrates, 'wow i see why it hurt now...'
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
+
Drogan narrates, 'that can bash sorta well..'
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
+ -
*Erica* has arrived from the east, riding a white stallion.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
-
*Timian* tries to pierce Rag, but he dodges the attack.
*Erica* tries to thrash Rag, but he parries the attack.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
*
You can't bash someone else while engaged! < my bash is screwed up cuz this game cant recognize a target when another human walks into the room after bash timer is started.. not like it matters.HP:Scratched
MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
Rag panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
f
Rag leaves south.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
Shrek narrates, 'and it better not last 30 tics..'
*Timian* pierces you.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
You feel your life flowing away as *Sophia* chills you! < Am chilled by Sophia, Shrug, whatever.
You feel your strength wither!
*Sidney* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash! < Bashed by a channeler, which pisses me off, but also a channeler wielding a sungwood spear...
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
n
e
*Timian* pierces you.
*Timian* pierces you.
*Sidney* stings you.
HP:Hurt MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
nar wtf? < Me wondering how the hell i got bashed by a channeler with a sungwood spear
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Sophia* -- OUCH!! < The same person who got off chill a round ago also got off the first fireball.. awesome..
*Timian* pierces you.
*Sophia* tickles you as she thrashes you.
HP:Wounded MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
Borglub narrates, 'cifon even waved at me when he bashed me wounded'
HP:Wounded MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Sidney* -- OUCH!! < and another..
HP:Wounded MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Erica* -- OUCH!! < and another..
HP:Battered MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
HP:Battered MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
The Great Blight
Leaves cover the trees, but stained and spotted with yellow and black, with
livid red streaks like blood poisoning. The air tastes like a mouthful of
spoiled meat.
[ Exits: e w ]
You flee head over heels.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Battered MV:Burning >
The Great Blight
The sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you.
[ Exits: e s w ]
*Timian* is standing here.
*Erica* is standing here, riding a white stallion.
*Sidney* is standing here, riding a white stallion.
*Sophia* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Battered MV:Burning >
eYou narrate, 'wtf?'
*Timian* leaves east.
HP:Battered MV:Burning >
e
e
The Great Blight
A small path in the forest leads east and west here. Creepers lie across the
path and twitch when you move over them. You carefully avoid touching
anything.
[ Exits: e w ]
*Cifon* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
Kicking the dirt, a rough gray stallion waits here, ready to move.
HP:Battered MV:Burning >
e
*Mioneas* has arrived from the east.
*Cifon* blasts you.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
*Sophia* has arrived from the west, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
f
You blast *Cifon*.
*Cifon* blasts you.
Rag leaves east.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
e
e
*Sophia* leaves east, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
*Erica* has arrived from the west, riding a white stallion.
*Sidney* has arrived from the west, riding a white stallion.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
e
e
*Erica* leaves east, riding a white stallion..
*Sidney* leaves east, riding a white stallion..
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
e
The Great Blight
The ragged wastes of the blight slowly begin to take on some semblance of a
feature beyond wasted grass and mutated insects. The ground is pitted and
stained, with small fissures running north and west.
[ Exits: n w ]
A worn in pair of gloves sit here in the dirt.
A thin leather helmet is here.
A long light-weight lance is setting here.
A double-edged long blade is setting here.
Some leather armor is bundled here on the ground.
*Sidney* is standing here, riding a white stallion.
*Erica* is standing here, riding a white stallion.
*Sophia* is here, fighting Rag!, riding a black warhorse.
Rag Slashar is here, fighting *Sophia*!.
*Timian* is here, fighting Trahi!.
Trahi the Doomsicle is here, fighting *Timian*!.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A tall fade stands here, cloaked in shadow.
You flee head over heels.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Beaten MV:Burning >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Beaten MV:Burning >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
*Erica* tickles you as she thrashes you.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
*Cifon* has arrived from the west, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
*Timian* panics, and attempts to flee!
Trahi panics, and attempts to flee!
*Cifon* blasts you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
*Timian* leaves north.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
s
Trahi leaves west.
*Sophia* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
score
You have 104(422) hit and 21(208) movement points.
You have scored 85000632 exp, 232 total quest points, and have 201 gold coins.
You need 4999368 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 12825 days and 3 hours.
You have gathered 257 Weave Points so far.
This ranks you as Osis Soulend, Master of the Ghob'hlin (level 50)
You are in the following clans:
Ghob'hlin : 232 Quest Points, rank 5, 118 Quest Points to rank.
You are fighting *Erica*.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar
*Sidney* barely stings you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar lot
*Sophia* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar lot
*Sophia* leaves west, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar
*Sidney* tickles you as she stings you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A shadowy fade slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
You try to blast *Erica*, but she dodges the attack.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar shit
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Erica* -- OUCH!!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Cifon* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash! < Bashed by a guy who also has the pracs to have all of stab skills practiced... Also.. retarded..
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
l
nar
Your blood freezes as you hear someone's death cry.
HP:Critical MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar
*Sidney* barely stings you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A shadowy fade slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
*Cifon* blasts you.
You're stunned, but will probably regain consciousness again.
*Erica* thrashes you.
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
HP:Incapacitated MV:Burning >
Trahi narrates, 'mioneas rip'
HP:Incapacitated MV:Burning >
With his powerful blast, *Cifon* tears your life from your body!
*Cifon* 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
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[ Exits: n d ]
A large stone fountain is here.
Borglub is resting 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...
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
nar im deYou narrate, 'shit'
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
nar im dead
Crossway of Shadows
WELCOME TO KINSLAYER!
TYPE 'KIT' FOR A STARTER KIT OF EQUIPMENT.
IRC CHANNEL AT: irc.modblog.com:6667 - #shadar
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SAY 'FOOD' TO BE GIVEN SOME FOOD.
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[ Exits: n d ]
A large stone fountain is here.
Borglub is resting here.
A stone is here, waiting for your complaints.
The Guardian of Life stands here, ever vigilant.
And well. shit.. im dead.. how bout that..
The Great Blight
The sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you.
[ Exits: e s w ]
*Sophia* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning >
*Sidney* has arrived from the south, riding a white stallion.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning >
You barely blast *Sidney*.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
*
A black warhorse appears to be less tired.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
=
*Sophia* barely tickles you with his thrash.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
=
Rag has arrived from the east.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
Borglub narrates, 'wow i see why it hurt now...'
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
+
Drogan narrates, 'that can bash sorta well..'
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
+ -
*Erica* has arrived from the east, riding a white stallion.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
-
*Timian* tries to pierce Rag, but he dodges the attack.
*Erica* tries to thrash Rag, but he parries the attack.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
*
You can't bash someone else while engaged! < my bash is screwed up cuz this game cant recognize a target when another human walks into the room after bash timer is started.. not like it matters.HP:Scratched
MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
Rag panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
f
Rag leaves south.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
Shrek narrates, 'and it better not last 30 tics..'
*Timian* pierces you.
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
You feel your life flowing away as *Sophia* chills you! < Am chilled by Sophia, Shrug, whatever.
You feel your strength wither!
*Sidney* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash! < Bashed by a channeler, which pisses me off, but also a channeler wielding a sungwood spear...
HP:Scratched MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
n
e
*Timian* pierces you.
*Timian* pierces you.
*Sidney* stings you.
HP:Hurt MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
nar wtf? < Me wondering how the hell i got bashed by a channeler with a sungwood spear
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Sophia* -- OUCH!! < The same person who got off chill a round ago also got off the first fireball.. awesome..
*Timian* pierces you.
*Sophia* tickles you as she thrashes you.
HP:Wounded MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
Borglub narrates, 'cifon even waved at me when he bashed me wounded'
HP:Wounded MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Sidney* -- OUCH!! < and another..
HP:Wounded MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Erica* -- OUCH!! < and another..
HP:Battered MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
HP:Battered MV:Burning - Sidney: Wounded>
The Great Blight
Leaves cover the trees, but stained and spotted with yellow and black, with
livid red streaks like blood poisoning. The air tastes like a mouthful of
spoiled meat.
[ Exits: e w ]
You flee head over heels.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Battered MV:Burning >
The Great Blight
The sickly pale yellow of the Blight surrounds you. The air is thick with a
ripe stench of decaying matter, and you eye the surrounding forest with
disgust. Despite the disease apparent in everything, the whole area seems
crawling with vile forms of life. The very trees and creepers seem to inch
towards you.
[ Exits: e s w ]
*Timian* is standing here.
*Erica* is standing here, riding a white stallion.
*Sidney* is standing here, riding a white stallion.
*Sophia* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Battered MV:Burning >
eYou narrate, 'wtf?'
*Timian* leaves east.
HP:Battered MV:Burning >
e
e
The Great Blight
A small path in the forest leads east and west here. Creepers lie across the
path and twitch when you move over them. You carefully avoid touching
anything.
[ Exits: e w ]
*Cifon* is standing here, riding a black warhorse.
Kicking the dirt, a rough gray stallion waits here, ready to move.
HP:Battered MV:Burning >
e
*Mioneas* has arrived from the east.
*Cifon* blasts you.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
*Sophia* has arrived from the west, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
f
You blast *Cifon*.
*Cifon* blasts you.
Rag leaves east.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
e
e
*Sophia* leaves east, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
*Erica* has arrived from the west, riding a white stallion.
*Sidney* has arrived from the west, riding a white stallion.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
e
e
*Erica* leaves east, riding a white stallion..
*Sidney* leaves east, riding a white stallion..
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Cifon: Battered>
e
The Great Blight
The ragged wastes of the blight slowly begin to take on some semblance of a
feature beyond wasted grass and mutated insects. The ground is pitted and
stained, with small fissures running north and west.
[ Exits: n w ]
A worn in pair of gloves sit here in the dirt.
A thin leather helmet is here.
A long light-weight lance is setting here.
A double-edged long blade is setting here.
Some leather armor is bundled here on the ground.
*Sidney* is standing here, riding a white stallion.
*Erica* is standing here, riding a white stallion.
*Sophia* is here, fighting Rag!, riding a black warhorse.
Rag Slashar is here, fighting *Sophia*!.
*Timian* is here, fighting Trahi!.
Trahi the Doomsicle is here, fighting *Timian*!.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A tall fade stands here, cloaked in shadow.
You flee head over heels.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Beaten MV:Burning >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Beaten MV:Burning >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
*Erica* tickles you as she thrashes you.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
*Cifon* has arrived from the west, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
*Timian* panics, and attempts to flee!
Trahi panics, and attempts to flee!
*Cifon* blasts you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
*Timian* leaves north.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
s
Trahi leaves west.
*Sophia* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
score
You have 104(422) hit and 21(208) movement points.
You have scored 85000632 exp, 232 total quest points, and have 201 gold coins.
You need 4999368 exp to reach your next level.
You have been playing for 12825 days and 3 hours.
You have gathered 257 Weave Points so far.
This ranks you as Osis Soulend, Master of the Ghob'hlin (level 50)
You are in the following clans:
Ghob'hlin : 232 Quest Points, rank 5, 118 Quest Points to rank.
You are fighting *Erica*.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar
*Sidney* barely stings you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar lot
*Sophia* panics, and attempts to flee!
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar lot
*Sophia* leaves west, riding a black warhorse..
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar
*Sidney* tickles you as she stings you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A shadowy fade slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
You try to blast *Erica*, but she dodges the attack.
HP:Beaten MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar shit
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Erica* -- OUCH!!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
*Cifon* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash! < Bashed by a guy who also has the pracs to have all of stab skills practiced... Also.. retarded..
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
l
nar
Your blood freezes as you hear someone's death cry.
HP:Critical MV:Burning - Erica: Healthy>
nar
*Sidney* barely stings you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A shadowy fade slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
A snarling trolloc barely slashes *Cifon*.
*Cifon* blasts you.
You're stunned, but will probably regain consciousness again.
*Erica* thrashes you.
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
HP:Incapacitated MV:Burning >
Trahi narrates, 'mioneas rip'
HP:Incapacitated MV:Burning >
With his powerful blast, *Cifon* tears your life from your body!
*Cifon* 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 large stone fountain is here.
Borglub is resting 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...
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
nar im deYou narrate, 'shit'
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
nar im dead
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 large stone fountain is here.
Borglub is resting here.
A stone is here, waiting for your complaints.
The Guardian of Life stands here, ever vigilant.
And well. shit.. im dead.. how bout that..