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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2005 1:34 pm
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Scratched>
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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 ]
The corpse of Torque is lying here.
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:Wounded MV:Faint >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Wounded MV:Faint >
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint >
Backstab who?
HP:Wounded MV:Faint >
backstab human
*Chase* has arrived from the west.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint >
*Chase* tries to smite you, but misses.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Scratched>
*
* = = + f
Cancelled.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Scratched>
s
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
e
*Sarah* has arrived from the west, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
hide
backstab human
*Chase* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
*Sarah* tickles you as she bludgeons you.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
*Chase* smites you.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Sarah* -- OUCH!!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
*Chase* smites you hard.
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
You are in pretty bad shape, unable to flee!
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
No way! You're fighting for your life here!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
*Sarah* aims a fireball at you but it blooms few feet before you; you clap your hands at the show.
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
A shadowy fade barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
You tickle *Chase* as you pierce him.
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
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*Chase* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
n
w
w
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
*Chase* smites you.
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Sarah* -- OUCH!!
That really did HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
*Chase* smites you hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
You are in pretty bad shape, unable to flee!
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
f
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
*Sarah* channels sharp air scythes which tear your skin apart!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
*Chase* tickles you as he smites you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
n
n
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 ]
You flee head over heels.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
w
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 ]
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
w
w
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 ]
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
w
The Great Blight
Vegetation abounds, but everything is over-ripe and appears ready to burst open
with a spray of pus. The Blight here is a twisted sprawl of foul plants and
shrubs.
[ Exits: e w ]
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
The Great Blight
The terrain here is a bright swirl of colors, yet none of them are very
pleasant to look at. Red and black leaves swirl in the trees, and the ground
is a sickly pale yellow.
[ Exits: n e ]
A pair of studded leather sleeves have been abandoned here.
A thin leather hood is here on the ground.
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
n
n
The Great Blight
More of the same desolate waste land. To the north and west are more twisted
trees, thorny bushes, and scorched earth. Underfoot is a large, slick stone.
The path continues to the south and east.
[ Exits: e s d ]
Kicking the dirt, a rough gray stallion waits here, ready to move.
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
e
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
n
The Great Blight
The Blight stretches all around you. There are still some trees here, but they
appear to be rotting away while you watch. Leaves cover the trees, but stained
and spotted with yellow and black, with livid red streaks like blood poisoning.
Every leaf and creeper seems bloated, ready to burst at touch. The air tastes
like a mouthful of spoiled meat.
[ Exits: n w ]
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
e
The Great Blight
There are still some trees here, but they appear to be completely rotted.
Evil-looking leaves clot the trees, black and red with white spots. The
corruption of the Blight can be seen in every strand of life that exists here.
You recognize there is a force at work which doesn't kill but rather twists the
very fabric of nature.
[ Exits: e s ]
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
n
The Great Blight
The heat of the Blight grows steadily stronger, and your clothes are damp and
moist. The foul trees and bristling bushes continue around you, and seem to
twitch when you approach.
[ Exits: n e w ]
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
n
The Great Blight
When you examine this room closely you can tell that you are in the legendary
Blight. There is a scent of blood and mildew from the scattered corpses. You
begin to wonder why am I here?
[ Exits: s w ]
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
n
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
n
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
w
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
n
The game is rebooting. Come back in a few moments.
n
e
e
hide
backstab human
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 ]
The corpse of Torque is lying here.
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:Wounded MV:Faint >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Wounded MV:Faint >
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint >
Backstab who?
HP:Wounded MV:Faint >
backstab human
*Chase* has arrived from the west.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint >
*Chase* tries to smite you, but misses.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Scratched>
*
* = = + f
Cancelled.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Scratched>
s
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
e
*Sarah* has arrived from the west, riding a black warhorse.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
hide
backstab human
*Chase* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
*Sarah* tickles you as she bludgeons you.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
*Chase* smites you.
HP:Wounded MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Sarah* -- OUCH!!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
*Chase* smites you hard.
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
You are in pretty bad shape, unable to flee!
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
No way! You're fighting for your life here!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
*Sarah* aims a fireball at you but it blooms few feet before you; you clap your hands at the show.
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
A shadowy fade barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
You tickle *Chase* as you pierce him.
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
f
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
e
n
*Chase* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash!
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Hurt>
n
w
w
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
*Chase* smites you.
HP:Battered MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
You are enveloped in flames from a fireball sent by *Sarah* -- OUCH!!
That really did HURT!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
*Chase* smites you hard.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
You are in pretty bad shape, unable to flee!
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
No way! You're fighting for your life!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
f
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
*Sarah* channels sharp air scythes which tear your skin apart!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
A shadowy fade tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc barely tickles *Chase* with his slash,
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
A snarling trolloc tickles *Chase* as he slashes him.
*Chase* tickles you as he smites you.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
HP:Critical MV:Faint - Chase: Wounded>
n
n
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 ]
You flee head over heels.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
w
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 ]
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
w
w
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 ]
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
w
The Great Blight
Vegetation abounds, but everything is over-ripe and appears ready to burst open
with a spray of pus. The Blight here is a twisted sprawl of foul plants and
shrubs.
[ Exits: e w ]
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
The Great Blight
The terrain here is a bright swirl of colors, yet none of them are very
pleasant to look at. Red and black leaves swirl in the trees, and the ground
is a sickly pale yellow.
[ Exits: n e ]
A pair of studded leather sleeves have been abandoned here.
A thin leather hood is here on the ground.
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
n
n
The Great Blight
More of the same desolate waste land. To the north and west are more twisted
trees, thorny bushes, and scorched earth. Underfoot is a large, slick stone.
The path continues to the south and east.
[ Exits: e s d ]
Kicking the dirt, a rough gray stallion waits here, ready to move.
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
e
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
n
The Great Blight
The Blight stretches all around you. There are still some trees here, but they
appear to be rotting away while you watch. Leaves cover the trees, but stained
and spotted with yellow and black, with livid red streaks like blood poisoning.
Every leaf and creeper seems bloated, ready to burst at touch. The air tastes
like a mouthful of spoiled meat.
[ Exits: n w ]
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
e
The Great Blight
There are still some trees here, but they appear to be completely rotted.
Evil-looking leaves clot the trees, black and red with white spots. The
corruption of the Blight can be seen in every strand of life that exists here.
You recognize there is a force at work which doesn't kill but rather twists the
very fabric of nature.
[ Exits: e s ]
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
HP:Critical MV:Faint >
n
The Great Blight
The heat of the Blight grows steadily stronger, and your clothes are damp and
moist. The foul trees and bristling bushes continue around you, and seem to
twitch when you approach.
[ Exits: n e w ]
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
n
The Great Blight
When you examine this room closely you can tell that you are in the legendary
Blight. There is a scent of blood and mildew from the scattered corpses. You
begin to wonder why am I here?
[ Exits: s w ]
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
A tall, rotting tree is here, leaning to one side.
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
n
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
n
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
w
Alas, you cannot go that way...
HP:Critical MV:Burning >
n
The game is rebooting. Come back in a few moments.
n
