Best load on the Bandit lord 'Gruff'
Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 4:08 am
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
=
* + - = % = - +
* The Bandit Lord makes a strange sound but is suddenly very silent as you place a curved, ruby studded knife in his back.
The Bandit Lord grimaces in pain.
You receive some experience points!
Your blood freezes as you hear the Bandit Lord's death cry.
The Bandit Lord is dead! R.I.P.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
get all corpse
You get a pair of thick steel boots from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a pair of full-plated greaves from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a giant steel-bound club from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a loose copper belt from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a pair of thick metal vambraces from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a pair of steel pauldrons from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a woven steel battle vest from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a great helm from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a patch of wool from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
open door
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You don't see a door here.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Turn Around The Mountainside
The steepness of the mountains cuts off any and all hope of blighted plants,
leaving this slope completely ravaged and desolate by the winds of time. A
narrow ledge runs along the eastern face of the mountain and its ragged edge
crumbles beneath the unstoppable destructive force of the oppressive blight.
Far below, a tumble of ragged stones marks the eventual fate of this passage
into the depths of the pitch-black darkness.
[ Exits: n e w ]
North: A tall sly bandit is here, counting his treasures.
East : A tall sly bandit is here, counting his treasures.
West : A bandit guard stands here, protecting his Lord.
The corpse of a sly bandit is lying here.
A large slab of meat is lying here, waiting to be eaten. [5]
A large traveler's backpack is sitting here, obviously discarded.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
i
You are carrying:
a patch of wool
a great helm
a woven steel battle vest
a pair of steel pauldrons
a pair of thick metal vambraces
a loose copper belt
a giant steel-bound club
a pair of full-plated greaves
a pair of thick steel boots
Well that's the best i've ever seen him load anyway
You attempt to hide yourself.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
=
* + - = % = - +
* The Bandit Lord makes a strange sound but is suddenly very silent as you place a curved, ruby studded knife in his back.
The Bandit Lord grimaces in pain.
You receive some experience points!
Your blood freezes as you hear the Bandit Lord's death cry.
The Bandit Lord is dead! R.I.P.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
get all corpse
You get a pair of thick steel boots from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a pair of full-plated greaves from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a giant steel-bound club from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a loose copper belt from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a pair of thick metal vambraces from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a pair of steel pauldrons from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a woven steel battle vest from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a great helm from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
You get a patch of wool from the corpse of the Bandit Lord.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
open door
e
You don't see a door here.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
Turn Around The Mountainside
The steepness of the mountains cuts off any and all hope of blighted plants,
leaving this slope completely ravaged and desolate by the winds of time. A
narrow ledge runs along the eastern face of the mountain and its ragged edge
crumbles beneath the unstoppable destructive force of the oppressive blight.
Far below, a tumble of ragged stones marks the eventual fate of this passage
into the depths of the pitch-black darkness.
[ Exits: n e w ]
North: A tall sly bandit is here, counting his treasures.
East : A tall sly bandit is here, counting his treasures.
West : A bandit guard stands here, protecting his Lord.
The corpse of a sly bandit is lying here.
A large slab of meat is lying here, waiting to be eaten. [5]
A large traveler's backpack is sitting here, obviously discarded.
HP:Scratched MV:Strong >
i
You are carrying:
a patch of wool
a great helm
a woven steel battle vest
a pair of steel pauldrons
a pair of thick metal vambraces
a loose copper belt
a giant steel-bound club
a pair of full-plated greaves
a pair of thick steel boots
Well that's the best i've ever seen him load anyway