1 line of track is rather annoying.
Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 7:39 pm
hehe, i follow tracks up from caemlyn... get almost fresh west of tar valon...
HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
sneak
A stern patrolman has arrived from the east.
A stern patrolman leaves east.
HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
not
Okay, you'll try to move silently for a while.
HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
You will now look around more carefully.
HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
dark is now set as your target.
e
e
hide
backstab dark
Gate to Daghain
You are in the bustlinh gate of Daghain, the eastern gate of the city. Many
armed gateguards patrol here, inspecting passer-by. There is also an abundance
in tall, strong-looking men wearing color-changing cloaks that make you want to
vomit. The road leads into the city to the west.
[ Exits: e w ]
A tall post stands here holding a torch to create a lamp.
A man with a fix expression walks past, watching the streets of Tar Valon.
A stern Tar Valon watch-guard patrols the street.
A stern Tar Valon watch-guard patrols the street.
A guard wearing a cloak bearing a white Flame, watches over the Tar Valon gate.
A guard wearing a cloak bearing a white Flame, watches over the Tar Valon gate.
A guard wearing a cloak bearing a white Flame, watches over the Tar Valon gate.
A guard wearing a cloak bearing a white Flame, watches over the Tar Valon gate.
A stern gatekeeper stands here patrolling the Daghain gate.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
Outside the Daghain Gate
The Shinning Walls of Tar Valon rise majestically to the west. The large
structure of the White Tower is clearly visible here, and the vast gates of the
grand city are just ahead. Many trees to the northeast mark woody areas, which
sprawl upward towards the city of Fal Dara.
[ Exits: n w ]
*Cannibal* is standing here.
*Gristlyn* is standing here.
*Mishnish* is standing here.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
=
*Gristlyn* puts a small key to the dining hall in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a blue silk shirt in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a pair of riveted chainmail gloves in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a bloody scalp of a black warhorse in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a brilliant red cloak in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a short dagger in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a bloody scalp of a white stallion in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a roasted pig in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a heavy wooden club in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a blood covered flask of human flesh in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a blood covered flask of human flesh in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a brilliant red cloak in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a leather wristband in a moderate sized backpack.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
* + -
*Mishnish* tries to blast your body, but you parry the attack.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
=
*Gristlyn* tries to blast your body, but you parry the attack.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
*Mishnish* closes the gate.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
% = - + f
*Mishnish* tries to blast your hands, but you parry the attack.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
*
*Cannibal* makes a strange sound as you place an emerald hilted serrated knife in his back!
*Cannibal* grimaces in pain.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
I then got back in tar valon, got beat up by them and mobs and ran away back to caemlyn beaten
HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
sneak
A stern patrolman has arrived from the east.
A stern patrolman leaves east.
HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
not
Okay, you'll try to move silently for a while.
HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
You will now look around more carefully.
HP:Hurt MV:Fresh >
dark is now set as your target.
e
e
hide
backstab dark
Gate to Daghain
You are in the bustlinh gate of Daghain, the eastern gate of the city. Many
armed gateguards patrol here, inspecting passer-by. There is also an abundance
in tall, strong-looking men wearing color-changing cloaks that make you want to
vomit. The road leads into the city to the west.
[ Exits: e w ]
A tall post stands here holding a torch to create a lamp.
A man with a fix expression walks past, watching the streets of Tar Valon.
A stern Tar Valon watch-guard patrols the street.
A stern Tar Valon watch-guard patrols the street.
A guard wearing a cloak bearing a white Flame, watches over the Tar Valon gate.
A guard wearing a cloak bearing a white Flame, watches over the Tar Valon gate.
A guard wearing a cloak bearing a white Flame, watches over the Tar Valon gate.
A guard wearing a cloak bearing a white Flame, watches over the Tar Valon gate.
A stern gatekeeper stands here patrolling the Daghain gate.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
Outside the Daghain Gate
The Shinning Walls of Tar Valon rise majestically to the west. The large
structure of the White Tower is clearly visible here, and the vast gates of the
grand city are just ahead. Many trees to the northeast mark woody areas, which
sprawl upward towards the city of Fal Dara.
[ Exits: n w ]
*Cannibal* is standing here.
*Gristlyn* is standing here.
*Mishnish* is standing here.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
=
*Gristlyn* puts a small key to the dining hall in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a blue silk shirt in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a pair of riveted chainmail gloves in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a bloody scalp of a black warhorse in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a brilliant red cloak in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a short dagger in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a bloody scalp of a white stallion in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a roasted pig in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a heavy wooden club in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a blood covered flask of human flesh in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a blood covered flask of human flesh in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a brilliant red cloak in a moderate sized backpack.
*Gristlyn* puts a leather wristband in a moderate sized backpack.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent >
* + -
*Mishnish* tries to blast your body, but you parry the attack.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
=
*Gristlyn* tries to blast your body, but you parry the attack.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
*Mishnish* closes the gate.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
% = - + f
*Mishnish* tries to blast your hands, but you parry the attack.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
*
*Cannibal* makes a strange sound as you place an emerald hilted serrated knife in his back!
*Cannibal* grimaces in pain.
HP:Scratched MV:Excellent - Mishnish: Wounded>
PANIC! You couldn't escape!
I then got back in tar valon, got beat up by them and mobs and ran away back to caemlyn beaten
