dokes grows tired of ifrit trying to bait!
Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:37 pm
Dokes says 'could try a flee stab?'
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
seize
You are in touch with the True Source already. Can you not feel the surge of power through you?
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
nod
You nod in agreement.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
Dokes stops riding a rough grey stallion.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
dism
You stop riding a black warhorse.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
stat
You are a 97 year old male human channeler.
Your mood is currently: Wimpy
Your height is 5 feet, 0 inches, weight 182 pounds, weight carried 2.8 lbs, worn: 20.7 lbs.
Offensive Bonus: 179 Dodge Bonus: 131, Parry Bonus: 170
Your abilities are: Str: 15, Int: 19, Wis: 19, Dex: 17, Con: 16
You have died 20 times, 12 times to other players, 8 times to monsters, and killed 48 other worthy players.
Your armor absorbs 1% damage on average.
You are affected by:
NOTICE 18
NO QUIT 5
AGILITY 11
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
Dokes beckons you to follow him.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
fol dokes
You now follow Dokes.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
stat
kill ifrit
You are a 97 year old male human channeler.
Your mood is currently: Wimpy
Your height is 5 feet, 0 inches, weight 182 pounds, weight carried 2.8 lbs, worn: 20.7 lbs.
Offensive Bonus: 179 Dodge Bonus: 131, Parry Bonus: 170
Your abilities are: Str: 15, Int: 19, Wis: 19, Dex: 17, Con: 16
You have died 20 times, 12 times to other players, 8 times to monsters, and killed 48 other worthy players.
Your armor absorbs 1% damage on average.
You are affected by:
NOTICE 18
NO QUIT 5
AGILITY 11
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
Dokes leaves north.
You follow Dokes.
A Crumbling Gatekeep
A cracked road of bricks and stones leads to a large gate of human skulls, from
within the Trolloc city. To the north, a large watchtower rises up high,
searching for any kind of enemy. The massive gate of bone opens only at night,
and is guarded by an elite fist of trollocs. The area to the south of the gate
is clear for easy entrance to the city.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
The corpse of Dokes is lying here.
Dokes Conde is standing here.
*Ifrit* is standing here.
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 trolloc gatekeeper is standing here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Excellent >
kill ifrit
*Ifrit* tries to sting your body, but you dodge the attack.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
A huge trolloc tries to slash your legs, but you dodge the attack.
A huge trolloc tries to blast your head, but misses.
A huge trolloc tries to cleave your waist, but misses.
A huge trolloc assists a huge trolloc.
A burly trolloc gatekeeper tries to slash your shoulders, but you dodge the attack.
A burly trolloc gatekeeper slashes your feet very hard.
A huge trolloc tries to blast your head, but misses.
A huge trolloc cleaves your shoulders hard.
A huge trolloc blasts your head very hard.
A huge trolloc slashes your legs very hard.
You slice *Ifrit*'s head very hard.
*Ifrit* stings your hands extremely hard.
You do the best you can!
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
kill ifrit
You do the best you can!
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
channel 'create fire' ifrit
You begin channeling the appropriate flows...
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
= -
* Okay.
Your flows of Fire burst into existance, and lick at *Ifrit*'s skin.
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
f
You panic and attempt to flee!
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
A Stony Paved Road
Cracked and crumbling cobble stone makes its way through the center of the city
here. Intersperced between the broken stones are skulls of various creatures.
To the north a decrepit watch tower rises high into the air, guarded by many
elite trolloc warriors. The skull gate stands due south, the only way in and
out of this filthy city.
[ Exits: n s ]
You flee head over heels.
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent >
Your blood freezes as you hear someone's death cry.
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent >
s
A Crumbling Gatekeep
A cracked road of bricks and stones leads to a large gate of human skulls, from
within the Trolloc city. To the north, a large watchtower rises up high,
searching for any kind of enemy. The massive gate of bone opens only at night,
and is guarded by an elite fist of trollocs. The area to the south of the gate
is clear for easy entrance to the city.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
The corpse of Ifrit is lying here.
The corpse of Dokes is lying here.
Dokes Conde is standing here.
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 trolloc gatekeeper is standing here.
Dokes leans over and severs the bloody head from the corpse of Ifrit.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
seize
You are in touch with the True Source already. Can you not feel the surge of power through you?
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
nod
You nod in agreement.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
Dokes stops riding a rough grey stallion.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
dism
You stop riding a black warhorse.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
stat
You are a 97 year old male human channeler.
Your mood is currently: Wimpy
Your height is 5 feet, 0 inches, weight 182 pounds, weight carried 2.8 lbs, worn: 20.7 lbs.
Offensive Bonus: 179 Dodge Bonus: 131, Parry Bonus: 170
Your abilities are: Str: 15, Int: 19, Wis: 19, Dex: 17, Con: 16
You have died 20 times, 12 times to other players, 8 times to monsters, and killed 48 other worthy players.
Your armor absorbs 1% damage on average.
You are affected by:
NOTICE 18
NO QUIT 5
AGILITY 11
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
Dokes beckons you to follow him.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
fol dokes
You now follow Dokes.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
stat
kill ifrit
You are a 97 year old male human channeler.
Your mood is currently: Wimpy
Your height is 5 feet, 0 inches, weight 182 pounds, weight carried 2.8 lbs, worn: 20.7 lbs.
Offensive Bonus: 179 Dodge Bonus: 131, Parry Bonus: 170
Your abilities are: Str: 15, Int: 19, Wis: 19, Dex: 17, Con: 16
You have died 20 times, 12 times to other players, 8 times to monsters, and killed 48 other worthy players.
Your armor absorbs 1% damage on average.
You are affected by:
NOTICE 18
NO QUIT 5
AGILITY 11
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Fresh >
kill ifrit
They don't seem to be here.
Dokes leaves north.
You follow Dokes.
A Crumbling Gatekeep
A cracked road of bricks and stones leads to a large gate of human skulls, from
within the Trolloc city. To the north, a large watchtower rises up high,
searching for any kind of enemy. The massive gate of bone opens only at night,
and is guarded by an elite fist of trollocs. The area to the south of the gate
is clear for easy entrance to the city.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
The corpse of Dokes is lying here.
Dokes Conde is standing here.
*Ifrit* is standing here.
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 trolloc gatekeeper is standing here.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Excellent >
kill ifrit
*Ifrit* tries to sting your body, but you dodge the attack.
HP:Scratched SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
A huge trolloc tries to slash your legs, but you dodge the attack.
A huge trolloc tries to blast your head, but misses.
A huge trolloc tries to cleave your waist, but misses.
A huge trolloc assists a huge trolloc.
A burly trolloc gatekeeper tries to slash your shoulders, but you dodge the attack.
A burly trolloc gatekeeper slashes your feet very hard.
A huge trolloc tries to blast your head, but misses.
A huge trolloc cleaves your shoulders hard.
A huge trolloc blasts your head very hard.
A huge trolloc slashes your legs very hard.
You slice *Ifrit*'s head very hard.
*Ifrit* stings your hands extremely hard.
You do the best you can!
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
kill ifrit
You do the best you can!
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
channel 'create fire' ifrit
You begin channeling the appropriate flows...
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
= -
* Okay.
Your flows of Fire burst into existance, and lick at *Ifrit*'s skin.
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
f
You panic and attempt to flee!
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent - Ifrit: Wounded>
A Stony Paved Road
Cracked and crumbling cobble stone makes its way through the center of the city
here. Intersperced between the broken stones are skulls of various creatures.
To the north a decrepit watch tower rises high into the air, guarded by many
elite trolloc warriors. The skull gate stands due south, the only way in and
out of this filthy city.
[ Exits: n s ]
You flee head over heels.
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent >
Your blood freezes as you hear someone's death cry.
HP:Wounded SP:Excellent MV:Excellent >
s
A Crumbling Gatekeep
A cracked road of bricks and stones leads to a large gate of human skulls, from
within the Trolloc city. To the north, a large watchtower rises up high,
searching for any kind of enemy. The massive gate of bone opens only at night,
and is guarded by an elite fist of trollocs. The area to the south of the gate
is clear for easy entrance to the city.
[ Exits: n e s w ]
The corpse of Ifrit is lying here.
The corpse of Dokes is lying here.
Dokes Conde is standing here.
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 trolloc gatekeeper is standing here.
Dokes leans over and severs the bloody head from the corpse of Ifrit.