:o:] Narrate aboud Khird and pukes above hatch and [:o: :o:] since Khird is a crazy bastard I decid to stand[:o: :o:] cellar and have Khird as target. Check this out[:o: :o:] - this is how you play a troll! [:o: *>where Players in your zone: -------------------- Shadrach - A Stone Stair Krossen - An Abandoned Cellar Warlord - Rough Passageway Peoria - A Narrow Crawlspace Brett - An Abandoned Cellar Tor - An Abandoned Cellar Dutip - An Abandoned Cellar *>t warlord Why don't you stand cellar? Ok. *> The hatch closes quietly. *>group Your group consists of: Tor (Head of group) Krossen Dutip Shadrach Warlord Peoria Brett *> # $name is now set to {Warlord}. Warlord tells you 'cos you closing cask =)'*>l Brett giggles. *> Tor giggles. *> The hatch is opened from the other side. *>ap so? Ok. *> # $name is now set to {Warlord}. Warlord tells you 'pukes maybe come in other way and block wall' tt khird # $target is now set to {khird}. Tor begins some strange incantations...*>l An Abandoned Cellar An experienced orkish scout is looking for tracks on the ground. An orkish soldier is here, patrolling the area. Brett is standing here. Tor the Black Númenórean is standing here. Dutip the Cave Troll is standing here. *> Tor utters the word 'uizuguburuhl' Tor's spell backfires, and he squeals in surprise! *>l An Abandoned Cellar An experienced orkish scout is looking for tracks on the ground. An orkish soldier is here, patrolling the area. Brett is standing here. Tor the Black Númenórean is standing here. Dutip the Cave Troll is standing here. *> ap so? Tor ponders life, the universe, and everything. *>Ok. *> l Tor begins some strange incantations... *> Dutip closes the cask.*>An Abandoned Cellar An experienced orkish scout is looking for tracks on the ground. An orkish soldier is here, patrolling the area. Brett is standing here. Tor the Black Númenórean is standing here. Dutip the Cave Troll is standing here. *> Dutip opens the cask. *> Tor utters the word 'uizuguburuhl' Tor's spell backfires, and he squeals in surprise! *>l An Abandoned Cellar An experienced orkish scout is looking for tracks on the ground. An orkish soldier is here, patrolling the area. Brett is standing here. Tor the Black Númenórean is standing here. Dutip the Cave Troll is standing here. :o:] Phone-call, _have to_ answer because someone in the house is bitching about it..so afk a while [:o: *> Tor sits down and rests. *> *Khird the Rohir Man* has arrived from above. *Naswan the Silvan Elf* has arrived from above. *an Elf* has arrived from above. *a Dwarf* has arrived from above. *a Dwarf* has arrived from above. *an Elf* has arrived from above. An orkish scout yells 'B Wos, wohe Arneh, efb e Egols ile nare ot Gn Obagtozeb Cellal!' *> *Khird the Rohir Man* closes the cask.*> *Naswan the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations... *> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *> Tor stops resting, and clambers on his feet. *> *a Dwarf* begins some strange incantations... *a Dwarf* slashes Tor's left foot extremely hard and shatters it. *> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *> *Khird the Rohir Man* cleaves Brett's right leg extremely hard and tickles it. Dutip hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s head extremely hard. *> *Naswan the Silvan Elf* utters the words 'braqt eaaf' The exit east seems to blur for a while. *an Elf* utters the words 'braqt eaaf' The exit east seems to blur for a while. *> Tor panics, and attempts to flee. *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *> *Naswan the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations... Tor panics, and attempts to flee. Brett hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s body extremely hard. Tor panics, and attempts to flee.# $name is now set to {Warlord}. *> Warlord tells you 'i dop wall' *> Tor panics, and attempts to flee. Tor panics, but can't stop fighting to flee. *> *an Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *an Elf* slowly fades into existence. *an Elf* throws a fireball at Brett, completely enveloping him in flames. *> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *> *a Dwarf* begins some strange incantations... *> Tor panics, and attempts to flee. *> *Khird the Rohir Man* closes the hatch. *> Brett narrates 'come fast' *Naswan the Silvan Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *Naswan the Silvan Elf* throws a fireball at Brett, completely enveloping him in flames.Tor panics, and attempts to flee. *an Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *an Elf* throws a fireball at Brett, completely enveloping him in flames. *> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *Naswan the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations... Brett gets a purple scroll from a belt pouch. *> Brett holds a purple scroll. Dutip hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s body extremely hard. Brett hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s head extremely hard. *Khird the Rohir Man* cleaves Brett's right leg extremely hard. Tor panics, and attempts to flee. Tor panics, but can't stop fighting to flee. *> Brett recites a purple scroll. Brett is surrounded by a white aura. Brett creates a noxious cloud around Brett! *> Tor panics, and attempts to flee. *> *a Dwarf* sends Tor sprawling with a powerful bash. *> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations...*> *an Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *an Elf* throws a fireball at Brett, completely enveloping him in flames. *> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *Naswan the Silvan Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *Naswan the Silvan Elf* throws a fireball at Brett, completely enveloping him in flames. *> Warlord narrates 'blocked' *> *an Elf* utters the words 'diesilla barh' A lightning bolt from *an Elf* shatters Tor. Your blood freezes as you hear Tor's death cry. Tor is dead! R.I.P. Dutip hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s right foot extremely hard. *Khird the Rohir Man* cleaves Brett's body extremely hard and shatters it. *>You didn't find a coins in a corpse. *> Brett sends *Khird the Rohir Man* sprawling with a powerful bash. :o:] Back! Confused returning to a "red" screen. [:o: *> *an Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *an Elf* throws a fireball at Brett, completely enveloping him in flames. *> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... *> *a Dwarf* slashes Brett's right leg extremely hard and shatters it.*> kk bash * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Wounded Brett:Bad> You hit *Khird the Rohir Man*'s body extremely hard. Dutip hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s right foot extremely hard. Brett hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s left leg extremely hard and shatters it. *Khird the Rohir Man* panics, and attempts to flee. * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Wounded Brett:Bad> *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Wounded Brett:Bad> Brett panics, and attempts to flee. *Khird the Rohir Man* bleeds from open wounds. * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Bad Brett:Bad>Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny? * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Bad Brett:Bad> *a Dwarf* begins some strange incantations... Brett panics, and attempts to flee. * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Bad Brett:Bad>bash *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny? You hit *Khird the Rohir Man*'s left arm extremely hard and shatter it. Dutip hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s body extremely hard and shatters it. Brett hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s left leg extremely hard and shatters it. *Khird the Rohir Man* is incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided. * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Awful Brett:Bad> Brett panics, and attempts to flee. * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Awful Brett:Bad> *Khird the Rohir Man* seems to have recovered his senses.* *Khird the Rohir Man*:Awful Brett:Bad> *a Dwarf* sends Brett sprawling with a powerful bash. * *Khird the Rohir Man*:Awful Brett:Bad>*a Dwarf* gets a quiver from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a large piece of raw meat from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a bit of raw meat from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a bit of raw meat from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a large sack from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a cup from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a cup from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a torch from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a red shirt from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a black hood from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* gets a red pair of pants from the corpse of *a Man*. bash *Naswan the Silvan Elf* utters the words 'qahijf gsfal' *a Dwarf* slashes Brett's body extremely hard and shatters it. Dutip hits *Khird the Rohir Man*'s body extremely hard and shatters it. Your blood freezes as you hear *Khird the Rohir Man*'s death cry. *Khird the Rohir Man* is dead! R.I.P. *Naswan the Silvan Elf* stops following *Khird the Rohir Man*. *an Elf* stops following *Khird the Rohir Man*. *a Dwarf* stops following *Khird the Rohir Man*. *a Dwarf* stops following *Khird the Rohir Man*. *an Elf* stops following *Khird the Rohir Man*. Your victim has disappeared! *>Bash what or who ? *>You get a pile of coins from the corpse of *a Man*. There was 21 gold coins 9 silver pennies 89 copper pennies.*> *Naswan the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations... *>hit dwarf bash * *a Dwarf*:Healthy> You try to hit *a Dwarf*, but he parries successfully. *an Elf* gets a pile of coins from the corpse of *a Troll*. *a Dwarf* begins some strange incantations... * *a Dwarf*:Healthy>bash *an Elf* begins some strange incantations... * *a Dwarf*:Healthy> *Naswan the Silvan Elf* begins some strange incantations... * *a Dwarf*:Healthy>bash You didn't find a coins in a corpse. *a Dwarf* slashes your left leg extremely hard. * HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Healthy>*an Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *an Elf*'s fireball completely envelops you, causing infernal pain. That really HURT!*Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a thin pair of leather gloves from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a forest green cloak from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a shortbow from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a plain leather belt from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a butcher knife from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a lantern from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a quiver from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a great warsword from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a metal buckler from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a flask of orkish draught from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a flask of orkish draught from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a pair of snowshoes from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a sapphire ring from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a red ruby from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a studded leather collar from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a thick metal breastplate from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a great helm from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a heavy pair of greaves from the corpse of *a Man*. *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* gets a thick pair of metal boots from the corpse of *a Man*. *a Dwarf* slowly fades into existence. Your bash at *a Dwarf* sends him sprawling.* HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Fine>Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny? * HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Fine>Bash someone already bashed? Aren't we funny? * HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Fine> The cask is opened from the other side. * HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Fine> Peoria has arrived from the east. * HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Fine> *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *Quavair the Noldorin Elf*'s fireball completely envelops you, causing infernal pain. That really HURT! * HP:Wounded *a Dwarf*:Fine> *a Dwarf* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash. * HP:Wounded *a Dwarf*:Fine>close cask The cask closes quietly. * HP:Bad *a Dwarf*:Healthy> *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* utters the word 'yufzbarr' *Quavair the Noldorin Elf* throws a fireball at you, death is immediate. You are dead! Sorry...o HP:Awful>sleep Nah... You feel too relaxed to do that.. o HP:Awful>You go to sleep. o HP:Awful>OB: 100%, DB: -61%, PB: 0%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 0. Mood: aggressive. Needed: 224,084 xp, 0 tp. Wp: 5. Gold: 0. Alert: normal. o HP:Awful>tro # *** TROPHY *** (Number Killed, Knowledge, Mobile) | 1, 0%, #Khird | 1, 0%, #Krossen | o HP:Awful> Saving Krossen. :o:] Well, the puke I'm not so fond of on the mud died!! [:o: :o:] A total of +4wps, don't know about exp. Trolls rule.[:o: