Parkbandit
12-30-2003, 02:58 PM
[Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see dense forests. Looking northeast, grasslands. Gazing southward the Dragonsclaw mountain range.
Also here: Taravani, Great Lord Warclaidhm, Lord Dighn, Lady Debia (sitting), Great Lord Galesmight (prone), Melor (sitting)
Obvious paths: down
Melor says, "You must be in your 50's."
Warclaidhm says, "Let me ambush you and see your defence? I'll do it with a fist."
Melor says, "It would be a tough battle for me."
Warclaidhm says, "It wont hurt ya."
Warclaidhm slings a blackened vultite tower shield over his shoulder.
Melor says, "I am only 42."
Warclaidhm nods.
You notice Warclaidhm slip into a hiding place.
Warclaidhm leaps from hiding to attack!
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
AS: +79 vs DS: +363 with AvD: +25 + d100 roll: +94 = -165
A clean miss.
You remove a feras dagger from in your leather weapons harness.
Warclaidhm nods.
Warclaidhm says, "No way I could hit that."
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
Dighn blocks the attack with his shield!
Dighn says, "That's in gaurded."
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
AS: +39 vs DS: +408 with AvD: +25 + d100 roll: +9 = -335
A clean miss.
Warclaidhm chuckles.
You notice Warclaidhm slip into a hiding place.>You hear the subdued thoughts of
Warclaidhm leaps from hiding to attack!
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
AS: +39 vs DS: +338 with AvD: +25 + d100 roll: +14 = -260
A clean miss.
Melor asks, "Someone give me a light swing?"
Warclaidhm says, "I could with a blue crystal."
Melor stands up.
Melor says, "Okay, now."
Warclaidhm leaps from hiding to attack!
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Melor!
AS: +39 vs DS: +251 with AvD: +17 + d100 roll: +94 = -101
A clean miss.
Melor says, "What the."
Warclaidhm says, "Thtas from hiding so it drops."
Melor says, "Oh. Missing my left hand."
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Melor!
AS: +39 vs DS: +315 with AvD: +17 + d100 roll: +16 = -243
A clean miss.
Melor says, "I think I'm going to head off to the nations now."
Warclaidhm removes a polished mithril claidhmore from in his fur-lined greatcloak.
Warclaidhm nods.
Melor says, "Hmm."
Melor searches around for a moment.
Melor nods to Taravani in greeting.
Melor says, "I need to go get a new hand."
Melor says, "Be right back."
Warclaidhm nods.
Melor just went down.
You are now in an offensive stance.
Galesmight clearly says, "Swing again warclaidh, same stance."
Warclaidhm asks, "What armor you wearin?"
Warclaidhm nods.
Lord Edaarin just arrived.
Edaarin leans on Taravani.
Warclaidhm asks, "May I aim for the left leg with my maul?"
Taravani smiles.
Warclaidhm peers quizzically at Galesmight.
Tijay fades into visibility.
Warclaidhm nods.
Warclaidhm removes a vultite maul from in his fur-lined greatcloak.
Tijay yawns.
You notice Warclaidhm slip into a hiding place.
Warclaidhm leaps from hiding to attack!
Warclaidhm swings a vultite maul at Galesmight!
AS: +323 vs DS: +205 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +29 = +185
... and hits for 32 points of damage!
Left leg mangled horribly.
He is knocked to the ground!
He is stunned!
Taravani leans on Tijay.
Warclaidhm says, "Hm."
You leap from hiding to attack!
You swing a feras dagger at Warclaidhm!
AS: +391 vs DS: +131 with AvD: -12 + d100 roll: +38 = +286
... and hit for 21 points of damage!
Loud *crack* as Warclaidhm's sternum breaks!
He is stunned!
*** As the blow lands, the feras dagger unleashes a severe smiting of lightning!
... 50 points of damage!
Massive electrical shock to back. Won't be bending over for awhile.
Roundtime: 4 sec.
You say, "Ouch."
You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.
Tijay chuckles.
You leap from hiding to attack!
You swing a feras dagger at Warclaidhm!
AS: +391 vs DS: +108 with AvD: -12 + d100 roll: +13 = +284
... and hit for 29 points of damage!
Damaging strike to chest, several ribs shattered!
*** As the blow lands, the feras dagger unleashes a severe smiting of lightning!
... 40 points of damage!
Left eye socket explodes in a dazzling array of multi-colored sparks. Shocking death.
* Warclaidhm drops dead at your feet!
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Warclaidhm.
The bright luminescence fades from around Warclaidhm.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Warclaidhm.
Roundtime: 4 sec.
* Warclaidhm just bit the dust!
Edaarin says, "You missed."
You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.
Edaarin says, "Maybe not."
You say, "Not really."
You hear the subdued thoughts of Tamral echo in your mind:
"wartclaid just bit the dust!"
Tijay says, "Falgrim is worthless."
You chortle from the shadows.
Tijay exclaims, "2 swings it took! 2!"
Edaarin says, "Least he isn't related to Hashum."
Tijay exclaims, "Neither am i!"
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "With a feras."
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "And he calls me a coward."
You say, "I was usin a lil itty bitty dagger."
You say, "I never called ya a coward."
Edaarin says, "Yeah, turn about is horrible, isn't it."
You say, "Idiot, fool, moron, jackass.. but coward ne'er came outta my mouth."
Edaarin says, "I think coward came from mine and Tayvin's."
You put a feras dagger in your leather weapons harness.
You remove a blackened invar-hafted cleaver from in your leather weapons harness.
You lean on your cleaver.
You kick some dirt on the dead body of Warclaidhm.
You are now in a defensive stance.
A half-elf herbmaster puppet says, "Falgrin smells like a rolton's arse"
[Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see dense forests. Looking northeast, grasslands. Gazing southward the Dragonsclaw mountain range.
Also here: Arreglo, Melor, Rarr, Lord Zarabtul, Merll, Tijay, Taravani, the body of Great Lord Warclaidhm (prone)
Obvious paths: down
Melor whistles tunelessly to himself.
Melor just closed an ancient dark artifact satchel.
Edaarin nods.
Melor snickers.
You say, "Weak."
You nod to Melor.
Melor asks, "So, are you ready?"
You ask, "Fer?"
You point at Warclaidhm.
You say, "I did wha I came 'ere for."
You say, "It's idiothm season."
Melor says, "So, give me a shot then."
You say, "Dat lil dagger sure did alotta damage."
Edaarin chuckles.
You nod to Warclaidhm.
You ask, "A shot o wha?"
You point at a blackened invar-hafted cleaver.
You ask, "Dis?"
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "I wonder why."
Melor says, "Try killing me."
You ask, "Cause why again?"
Edaarin gestures at Melor.
Melor says, "Because."
Melor exclaims, "I demand satisfaction!"
Melor snickers.
Edaarin whispers, "He's nice and spelled."
Melor says, "You stole from me."
Taravani chuckles.
You say, "Prove it."
You tap an onyx and silver cameo necklace.
Melor rolls his eyes.
You smirk.
Melor says, "Come on now."
You lean on your cleaver.
You flip gracefully backward, hugging your knees for an instant before you meet
the ground with silent feet.
Melor says, "Let's get started before I fall asleep right here on this boulder."
You say, "Lay down.. sleep."
You say, "You'll be safe."
Zarabtul gestures at Warclaidhm.
Zarabtul suddenly looks very drained.
A bolt of soft white light streaks down from the sky bathing Warclaidhm in it.
A brilliant glow forms around Warclaidhm, lingers for a moment, and finally fades. Warclaidhm awakens looking somewhat confused and seriously drained.
Warclaidhm seems slightly different.
Melor says, "Bah."
Melor says, "Somehow I doubt that."
Edaarin says, "He only had 49 coins."
Edaarin relaxes somewhat.
Edaarin grumbles.
Melor grins at you.
Rarr giggles.
You say, "He came ta me park prior ta comin 'ere."
Edaarin exclaims, "I lose more than that running for the ferry!"
Melor says, "Bah, bunch o' thieves we have 'ere."
Edaarin says, "You coulda left something."
Edaarin gives you a friendly little kick.
You chortle.
Warclaidhm just closed a weathered Ardenai travel pouch clasped with a leaf-shaped aetherstone edged in veil iron.
Warclaidhm stands up.
Edaarin says, "I got a wife to feed."
Tijay exclaims, "Teef!"
Edaarin says, "Sorta."
Edaarin acts puzzled.
You ask, "Wife?"
Melor asks, "Alright then. Are we to duel?"
Warclaidhm says, "Thanks."
Melor peers quizzically at you.
Edaarin says, "Well."
Edaarin says, "She's something."
Tijay says, "Hes got two."
Edaarin says, "I think."
Tijay nods to you.
Warclaidhm put a vultite maul in his fur-lined greatcloak.
You chortle.
Edaarin says, "I'm either the luckiest man in the world."
Edaarin says, "Or the stupidest man in the world."
You ask, "Love is blind.. but 'ow'd ya find two blind lasses?"
You cock your head at Edaarin.
Melor says, "I wish to duel Falgrin."
Edaarin swings the blunt of his sword at your throat!
MS: +204 - MD: +203 + MAvA: +3 + d100: +20 == +24
Failed!
How pathetic, doesn't even tickle.
Edaarin says, "Die."
You say, "I bet ya wish ya could beat me too."
You nod to Melor.
Melor says, "Then prove I cannot."
You say, "But we all 'ave goals.. yers jes ain very attainable."
Melor says, "I am 42 trains."
Melor says, "And I will still take you down, Falgrin."
Warclaidhm asks, "Melor do you have some leaf?"
You chortle at Melor.
You say, "Run 'long now lass."
Melor just opened an ancient dark artifact satchel.
You say, "Yer sister's askin fer ya."
Melor just closed an ancient dark artifact satchel.
Melor says, "No, you ate the last of it earlier."
Melor nods to Warclaidhm.
Warclaidhm nods.
You say, "I bet he had it."
You nod to Warclaidhm.
Tijay says, "Falgrin would run but his little stubby dwarf legs only take him so
far."
Edaarin begins chuckling at Tijay!
Melor sighs.
You say, "I dropped off a buncha 'erbs I found at my park."
Rarr says, "Here Warclaidhm...have some fun."
Melor asks, "Do I need to begin this duel myself?"
Taravani begins chuckling at Tijay!
Rarr raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
Rarr gestures at Warclaidhm.
A brilliant shaft of pure white light suddenly surrounds Warclaidhm.
Warclaidhm nods.
Warclaidhm says, "Thanks."
Rarr says, "Welcome."
You ask, "Din ya already try somethin wid me earlier.. an gaved up?"
Edaarin whispers, "My bet is he skill migrated to kick your ass."
Magic flows towards you, but does not reach you.
Taravani says, "He was a little concerned that he might be offed before he could
get better, like he did to Graysalin."
Edaarin relaxes somewhat.
Melor says, "I was just testing your defenses."
Edaarin looks tense and ready for action.
You quietly whisper to Edaarin, "Maybe..."
Melor says, "I would never attack you in town with a violent spell."
You ask, "So we kin jes test each other den?"
Edaarin whispers, "Go to def."
Edaarin whispers, "Im gonna test your ambush DS."
Warclaidhm fades into view in the act of striking!
Warclaidhm swings a polished mithril claidhmore at you!
You parry the attack with your cleaver!
You chortle.
Edaarin comes out of hiding.
Edaarin traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Edaarin gestures at Warclaidhm.
CS: +240 - TD: +134 + CvA: -20 + d100: +19 - -5 == +110
Warding failed!
... 35 points of damage!
Massive blow removes Warclaidhm's right foot!
Warclaidhm screams and falls to the ground grasping his mangled right leg!
He is stunned!
Taravani laughs!
You trace a simple rune while intoning the mystical phrase for Elemental Blast...
Your spell is ready.
Edaarin says, "Man, you never learn."
You gesture at Warclaidhm.
CS: +200 - TD: +134 + CvA: -20 + d100: +61 - -5 == +112
Warding failed!
... 35 points of damage!
Hard blow to Warclaidhm's back causes him to cry out in pain!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
Tijay gazes up into the heavens.
Edaarin says, "I'll leave you alive this time."
Rarr says, "Stop that..."
You trace a simple rune while intoning the mystical phrase for Elemental Blast...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Warclaidhm.
[Spell Hindrance for some dwarven forged imflass ringmail is 17% with current Armor Use skill, d100= 8]
Your armor prevents the spell from working correctly.
Taravani says, "You are stupid Warclaid."
You trace a simple rune while intoning the mystical phrase for Elemental Blast...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Warclaidhm.
CS: +200 - TD: +134 + CvA: -20 + d100: +53 - -5 == +104
Warding failed!
... 25 points of damage!
Strong blow to right arm breaks it!
Edaarin pokes you in the ribs.
Rarr says, "Stop."
Tijay says, "Two worthless wannabe mages."
You chuckle.
Rarr stands up.
Edaarin says, "Stop ruining my pity."
You say, "Run along now."
You say, "While ya live."
You nod to Warclaidhm.
You are now in an offensive stance.
You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.
You leap from hiding to attack!
You swing a blackened invar-hafted cleaver at Warclaidhm!
AS: +356 vs DS: +0 with AvD: +29 + d100 roll: +43 = +428
... and hit for 64 points of damage!
Whoosh! Several ribs driven into lungs.
Roundtime: 6 sec.
Rarr says, "I gonna sanct if someone attacks him again while he is linked."
Warclaidhm stands up.
Rarr stares at you.
Edaarin says, "You stink."
Edaarin pokes you in the ribs.
You are now in a defensive stance.
You chortle.
Warclaidhm slides a gold ring off his finger.
Warclaidhm slides an intricate gold and brass ring on his finger.
Suddenly Warclaidhm vanishes!
Taravani says, "Shouldn't have woled him."
You laugh out loud!
Taravani nods to Rarr.
Tijay says, "Come on stubby give it another try."
Edaarin says, "He can't defend worth a damn and you still barely scratched him."
You say, "I was tired."
You scowl at Edaarin.
You exclaim, "You din do squat either!"
Taravani says, "He rang out."
Edaarin says, "Heh, wonder how long he's gonna keep his Magic Item use training."
Edaarin says, "Glass amulets are hard."
Edaarin says, "What, I blew off his leg and told him to knock it off."
Taravani nods to Edaarin.
Edaarin says, "That's more than you did."
Edaarin gives you a friendly little kick.
You say, "I don see it."
You say, "I made 'im leave."
You smile.
Melor asks, "So I take it you are too afraid to duel little old me?"
Melor leans on you.
You chortle at Melor.
Melor says, "I will take that as a yes."
You say, "I find little use in killin a fool."
You say, "Well.. cept Warclaidhm."
Melor chuckles.
Edaarin says, "I was gonna say."
You say, "An that's only cause 'e attacked me firs."
Melor says, "I am no fool."
Melor folds his arms over his chest.
The voice of Edaarin says, "Nappin for a bit."
You say, "Hey.. before he got stupider.. he din die by my blade."
Melor says, "I'd just like redemption for the stolen necklace."
Melor says, "Not so much that."
Rarr says, "Yas people shouldn't attack people that just got raised or WOLed."
There is a soft pulse in the essence.
Rarr shakes her head.
You ask, "Wha necklace??"
Rarr says, "Its not nice."
Rarr clasps her arms around her knees and rocks back and forth.
You chortle.
Melor says, "But how you spoke of me on the thought net."
Melor says, "I was ready to let it go."
Tijay yawns.
Tijay rocks back on his heels.
Taravani asks, "Why is attacking a woled person different than anyone else?"
Melor says, "Then you made the mistake of calling me every name in the book, just because I asked for the necklace back."
Warclaidhm fades into view in the act of striking!
Warclaidhm swings a polished mithril claidhmore at you!
You evade the attack!
You say, "Wai wai wai..."
Taravani laughs!
You laugh at Warclaidhm!
You exclaim, "Run along!"
Tijay says, "Depending on your faith spirit can be very helpful in living."
Warclaidhm rubs a glassy black mica amulet.
Warclaidhm suddenly disappears.
Melor says, "So either apologize or prepare to die."
You say, "Don make me killyou again fool."
Warclaidhm fades into view in the act of striking!
Warclaidhm swings a polished mithril claidhmore at you!
You evade the attack!
You say, "Like I din 'ear ya come in."
Warclaidhm says, "Heh ok."
Warclaidhm says, "I give."
Warclaidhm mutters under his breath.
Edaarin traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Edaarin gestures at Warclaidhm.
CS: +240 - TD: +149 + CvA: -20 + d100: +66 - -5 == +142
Warding failed!
... 70 points of damage!
Strike to chest causes a large gaping hole!
* Warclaidhm drops dead at your feet!
The guiding force leaves Warclaidhm.
* Warclaidhm just bit the dust!
You laugh out loud!
Edaarin exclaims, "Strike two!"
Melor gestures.
An invisible force guides Melor.
You say, "Notice 'ow I let you live."
Melor returns to normal color.
You nod to Warclaidhm.
Melor utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...
Melor gestures at you.
Melor hurls a roaring ball of fire at you!
AS: +317 vs DS: +318 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +49 = +81
A clean miss.
The guiding force leaves Melor.
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Your his slave eh."
Melor says, "Bah."
You chortle at Melor.
Melor says, "Guarded stance."
You say, "No.. stupid stance."
You nod to Melor.
Melor says, "So why don't you come out and let me take ya."
Melor snickers.
You ask, "Let you?"
You ask, "Din you jes try?"
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Edaarin has to hide like a pansy then zap me to do falgrins work."
Melor rubs his chin thoughtfully.
You trace a simple rune while intoning the mystical phrase for Elemental Blast...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Melor.
CS: +200 - TD: +231 + CvA: +12 + d100: +16 - -5 == +2
Warded off!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
(Forcing stance down to guarded)
Melor traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Rarr grins at Warclaidhm.
Melor gestures at you.
A thread of brackish blue magic issues forth from Melor's hand toward you. It coils itself around your body, whirling malevolently before disappearing within you.
You shake slightly and feel much less protected!
You exclaim, "Wee!"
Melor says, "You're in trouble now."
Tijay asks, "Didnt you rub a glass amulet to hide and attack falgrin?"
Tijay peers quizzically at Warclaidhm.
You chortle.
Melor traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Melor channels at you.
CS: +235 - TD: +207 + CvA: -9 + d100: +10 - +15 == +14
Warded off!
Taravani says, "You kept missing Warclaidhm."
You say, "Not likely."
Melor says, "Yup."
You crouch, sweep a leg at Melor and connect!
MS: +236 - MD: +126 + MAvA: +9 + d100: +43 == +162
Success!
Melor falls to the ground! You deftly regain your footing.
You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.
You swing a blackened invar-hafted cleaver at Melor!
AS: +341 vs DS: +270 with AvD: +29 + d100 roll: +98 = +198
... and hit for 69 points of damage!
Brain driven into neck by mammoth downswing!
* Melor drops dead at your feet!
The very powerful look leaves Melor.
The white light leaves Melor.
The powerful look leaves Melor.
A shadow seems to detach itself from Melor's body, swiftly dissipating into the air.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Melor.
The air calms down around Melor.
The deep blue glow leaves Melor.
The bright luminescence fades from around Melor.
Melor seems a bit less imposing.
Melor glances around, looking a bit less confident.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Melor.
The light blue glow leaves Melor.
* Melor just bit the dust!
You smirk.
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "Bah."
Tijay says, "I see edaarin standing in the open countless times a day if you wanted to kill em youd kill em."
You are now in a defensive stance.
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Oh yeah."
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Right."
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "And hes over 60 trains like I have a chance."
You say, "Mebbe nex time ya jes say.. ok, I'll jes let it go."
Edaarin asks, "We about done here?"
The ghostly voice of Melor asks, "How many spells do you have on?"
Tijay says, "So much for that useful cloak of shadows."
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "Sheesh."
Edaarin makes a quick gesture while calling upon the powers of the elements...
Edaarin gestures at you.
Edaarin says, "He has on Guards, brights, silvers, and curse."
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "For a rogue, you sure do have a high target defense."
You say, "I 'ave all my spells on."
You say, "Well.. except curse."
You say, "Dat one is NOT mine."
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "You got me fair an' square."
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "Good show."
You turn towards the body of Melor and render a sharp salute with your invar-hafted cleaver.
The feeling of vulnerability leaves you.
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "Well thanks for allowing me to at least give it a shot."
Melor gives a ghostly chuckle.
You ask, "Warclaidhm.. notice 'ow I was nice to you?"
You ask, "Let ya live?"
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Only because others made ya."
You laugh out loud!
You ask, "Who made me not kill ya??"
You ask, "Who?"
Edaarin says, "I spared you the first time."
You say, "Yer gonna 'ave ta find yerself a bigger sorcer ta 'ang out wid."
Edaarin says, "I asked Falgrin to spare you after that."
You nod to Warclaidhm.
Edaarin says, "And you came back like an idiot."
Edaarin says, "I don't know how much more warning I could have given you."
You reach into Warclaidhm's pockets and pull out nothing.
[Edited on 12-30-2003 by Parkbandit]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see dense forests. Looking northeast, grasslands. Gazing southward the Dragonsclaw mountain range.
Also here: Taravani, Great Lord Warclaidhm, Lord Dighn, Lady Debia (sitting), Great Lord Galesmight (prone), Melor (sitting)
Obvious paths: down
Melor says, "You must be in your 50's."
Warclaidhm says, "Let me ambush you and see your defence? I'll do it with a fist."
Melor says, "It would be a tough battle for me."
Warclaidhm says, "It wont hurt ya."
Warclaidhm slings a blackened vultite tower shield over his shoulder.
Melor says, "I am only 42."
Warclaidhm nods.
You notice Warclaidhm slip into a hiding place.
Warclaidhm leaps from hiding to attack!
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
AS: +79 vs DS: +363 with AvD: +25 + d100 roll: +94 = -165
A clean miss.
You remove a feras dagger from in your leather weapons harness.
Warclaidhm nods.
Warclaidhm says, "No way I could hit that."
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
Dighn blocks the attack with his shield!
Dighn says, "That's in gaurded."
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
AS: +39 vs DS: +408 with AvD: +25 + d100 roll: +9 = -335
A clean miss.
Warclaidhm chuckles.
You notice Warclaidhm slip into a hiding place.>You hear the subdued thoughts of
Warclaidhm leaps from hiding to attack!
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Dighn!
AS: +39 vs DS: +338 with AvD: +25 + d100 roll: +14 = -260
A clean miss.
Melor asks, "Someone give me a light swing?"
Warclaidhm says, "I could with a blue crystal."
Melor stands up.
Melor says, "Okay, now."
Warclaidhm leaps from hiding to attack!
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Melor!
AS: +39 vs DS: +251 with AvD: +17 + d100 roll: +94 = -101
A clean miss.
Melor says, "What the."
Warclaidhm says, "Thtas from hiding so it drops."
Melor says, "Oh. Missing my left hand."
Warclaidhm swings a closed fist at Melor!
AS: +39 vs DS: +315 with AvD: +17 + d100 roll: +16 = -243
A clean miss.
Melor says, "I think I'm going to head off to the nations now."
Warclaidhm removes a polished mithril claidhmore from in his fur-lined greatcloak.
Warclaidhm nods.
Melor says, "Hmm."
Melor searches around for a moment.
Melor nods to Taravani in greeting.
Melor says, "I need to go get a new hand."
Melor says, "Be right back."
Warclaidhm nods.
Melor just went down.
You are now in an offensive stance.
Galesmight clearly says, "Swing again warclaidh, same stance."
Warclaidhm asks, "What armor you wearin?"
Warclaidhm nods.
Lord Edaarin just arrived.
Edaarin leans on Taravani.
Warclaidhm asks, "May I aim for the left leg with my maul?"
Taravani smiles.
Warclaidhm peers quizzically at Galesmight.
Tijay fades into visibility.
Warclaidhm nods.
Warclaidhm removes a vultite maul from in his fur-lined greatcloak.
Tijay yawns.
You notice Warclaidhm slip into a hiding place.
Warclaidhm leaps from hiding to attack!
Warclaidhm swings a vultite maul at Galesmight!
AS: +323 vs DS: +205 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +29 = +185
... and hits for 32 points of damage!
Left leg mangled horribly.
He is knocked to the ground!
He is stunned!
Taravani leans on Tijay.
Warclaidhm says, "Hm."
You leap from hiding to attack!
You swing a feras dagger at Warclaidhm!
AS: +391 vs DS: +131 with AvD: -12 + d100 roll: +38 = +286
... and hit for 21 points of damage!
Loud *crack* as Warclaidhm's sternum breaks!
He is stunned!
*** As the blow lands, the feras dagger unleashes a severe smiting of lightning!
... 50 points of damage!
Massive electrical shock to back. Won't be bending over for awhile.
Roundtime: 4 sec.
You say, "Ouch."
You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.
Tijay chuckles.
You leap from hiding to attack!
You swing a feras dagger at Warclaidhm!
AS: +391 vs DS: +108 with AvD: -12 + d100 roll: +13 = +284
... and hit for 29 points of damage!
Damaging strike to chest, several ribs shattered!
*** As the blow lands, the feras dagger unleashes a severe smiting of lightning!
... 40 points of damage!
Left eye socket explodes in a dazzling array of multi-colored sparks. Shocking death.
* Warclaidhm drops dead at your feet!
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Warclaidhm.
The bright luminescence fades from around Warclaidhm.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Warclaidhm.
Roundtime: 4 sec.
* Warclaidhm just bit the dust!
Edaarin says, "You missed."
You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.
Edaarin says, "Maybe not."
You say, "Not really."
You hear the subdued thoughts of Tamral echo in your mind:
"wartclaid just bit the dust!"
Tijay says, "Falgrim is worthless."
You chortle from the shadows.
Tijay exclaims, "2 swings it took! 2!"
Edaarin says, "Least he isn't related to Hashum."
Tijay exclaims, "Neither am i!"
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "With a feras."
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "And he calls me a coward."
You say, "I was usin a lil itty bitty dagger."
You say, "I never called ya a coward."
Edaarin says, "Yeah, turn about is horrible, isn't it."
You say, "Idiot, fool, moron, jackass.. but coward ne'er came outta my mouth."
Edaarin says, "I think coward came from mine and Tayvin's."
You put a feras dagger in your leather weapons harness.
You remove a blackened invar-hafted cleaver from in your leather weapons harness.
You lean on your cleaver.
You kick some dirt on the dead body of Warclaidhm.
You are now in a defensive stance.
A half-elf herbmaster puppet says, "Falgrin smells like a rolton's arse"
[Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see dense forests. Looking northeast, grasslands. Gazing southward the Dragonsclaw mountain range.
Also here: Arreglo, Melor, Rarr, Lord Zarabtul, Merll, Tijay, Taravani, the body of Great Lord Warclaidhm (prone)
Obvious paths: down
Melor whistles tunelessly to himself.
Melor just closed an ancient dark artifact satchel.
Edaarin nods.
Melor snickers.
You say, "Weak."
You nod to Melor.
Melor asks, "So, are you ready?"
You ask, "Fer?"
You point at Warclaidhm.
You say, "I did wha I came 'ere for."
You say, "It's idiothm season."
Melor says, "So, give me a shot then."
You say, "Dat lil dagger sure did alotta damage."
Edaarin chuckles.
You nod to Warclaidhm.
You ask, "A shot o wha?"
You point at a blackened invar-hafted cleaver.
You ask, "Dis?"
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "I wonder why."
Melor says, "Try killing me."
You ask, "Cause why again?"
Edaarin gestures at Melor.
Melor says, "Because."
Melor exclaims, "I demand satisfaction!"
Melor snickers.
Edaarin whispers, "He's nice and spelled."
Melor says, "You stole from me."
Taravani chuckles.
You say, "Prove it."
You tap an onyx and silver cameo necklace.
Melor rolls his eyes.
You smirk.
Melor says, "Come on now."
You lean on your cleaver.
You flip gracefully backward, hugging your knees for an instant before you meet
the ground with silent feet.
Melor says, "Let's get started before I fall asleep right here on this boulder."
You say, "Lay down.. sleep."
You say, "You'll be safe."
Zarabtul gestures at Warclaidhm.
Zarabtul suddenly looks very drained.
A bolt of soft white light streaks down from the sky bathing Warclaidhm in it.
A brilliant glow forms around Warclaidhm, lingers for a moment, and finally fades. Warclaidhm awakens looking somewhat confused and seriously drained.
Warclaidhm seems slightly different.
Melor says, "Bah."
Melor says, "Somehow I doubt that."
Edaarin says, "He only had 49 coins."
Edaarin relaxes somewhat.
Edaarin grumbles.
Melor grins at you.
Rarr giggles.
You say, "He came ta me park prior ta comin 'ere."
Edaarin exclaims, "I lose more than that running for the ferry!"
Melor says, "Bah, bunch o' thieves we have 'ere."
Edaarin says, "You coulda left something."
Edaarin gives you a friendly little kick.
You chortle.
Warclaidhm just closed a weathered Ardenai travel pouch clasped with a leaf-shaped aetherstone edged in veil iron.
Warclaidhm stands up.
Edaarin says, "I got a wife to feed."
Tijay exclaims, "Teef!"
Edaarin says, "Sorta."
Edaarin acts puzzled.
You ask, "Wife?"
Melor asks, "Alright then. Are we to duel?"
Warclaidhm says, "Thanks."
Melor peers quizzically at you.
Edaarin says, "Well."
Edaarin says, "She's something."
Tijay says, "Hes got two."
Edaarin says, "I think."
Tijay nods to you.
Warclaidhm put a vultite maul in his fur-lined greatcloak.
You chortle.
Edaarin says, "I'm either the luckiest man in the world."
Edaarin says, "Or the stupidest man in the world."
You ask, "Love is blind.. but 'ow'd ya find two blind lasses?"
You cock your head at Edaarin.
Melor says, "I wish to duel Falgrin."
Edaarin swings the blunt of his sword at your throat!
MS: +204 - MD: +203 + MAvA: +3 + d100: +20 == +24
Failed!
How pathetic, doesn't even tickle.
Edaarin says, "Die."
You say, "I bet ya wish ya could beat me too."
You nod to Melor.
Melor says, "Then prove I cannot."
You say, "But we all 'ave goals.. yers jes ain very attainable."
Melor says, "I am 42 trains."
Melor says, "And I will still take you down, Falgrin."
Warclaidhm asks, "Melor do you have some leaf?"
You chortle at Melor.
You say, "Run 'long now lass."
Melor just opened an ancient dark artifact satchel.
You say, "Yer sister's askin fer ya."
Melor just closed an ancient dark artifact satchel.
Melor says, "No, you ate the last of it earlier."
Melor nods to Warclaidhm.
Warclaidhm nods.
You say, "I bet he had it."
You nod to Warclaidhm.
Tijay says, "Falgrin would run but his little stubby dwarf legs only take him so
far."
Edaarin begins chuckling at Tijay!
Melor sighs.
You say, "I dropped off a buncha 'erbs I found at my park."
Rarr says, "Here Warclaidhm...have some fun."
Melor asks, "Do I need to begin this duel myself?"
Taravani begins chuckling at Tijay!
Rarr raises a hand while murmuring a soft orison...
Rarr gestures at Warclaidhm.
A brilliant shaft of pure white light suddenly surrounds Warclaidhm.
Warclaidhm nods.
Warclaidhm says, "Thanks."
Rarr says, "Welcome."
You ask, "Din ya already try somethin wid me earlier.. an gaved up?"
Edaarin whispers, "My bet is he skill migrated to kick your ass."
Magic flows towards you, but does not reach you.
Taravani says, "He was a little concerned that he might be offed before he could
get better, like he did to Graysalin."
Edaarin relaxes somewhat.
Melor says, "I was just testing your defenses."
Edaarin looks tense and ready for action.
You quietly whisper to Edaarin, "Maybe..."
Melor says, "I would never attack you in town with a violent spell."
You ask, "So we kin jes test each other den?"
Edaarin whispers, "Go to def."
Edaarin whispers, "Im gonna test your ambush DS."
Warclaidhm fades into view in the act of striking!
Warclaidhm swings a polished mithril claidhmore at you!
You parry the attack with your cleaver!
You chortle.
Edaarin comes out of hiding.
Edaarin traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Edaarin gestures at Warclaidhm.
CS: +240 - TD: +134 + CvA: -20 + d100: +19 - -5 == +110
Warding failed!
... 35 points of damage!
Massive blow removes Warclaidhm's right foot!
Warclaidhm screams and falls to the ground grasping his mangled right leg!
He is stunned!
Taravani laughs!
You trace a simple rune while intoning the mystical phrase for Elemental Blast...
Your spell is ready.
Edaarin says, "Man, you never learn."
You gesture at Warclaidhm.
CS: +200 - TD: +134 + CvA: -20 + d100: +61 - -5 == +112
Warding failed!
... 35 points of damage!
Hard blow to Warclaidhm's back causes him to cry out in pain!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
Tijay gazes up into the heavens.
Edaarin says, "I'll leave you alive this time."
Rarr says, "Stop that..."
You trace a simple rune while intoning the mystical phrase for Elemental Blast...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Warclaidhm.
[Spell Hindrance for some dwarven forged imflass ringmail is 17% with current Armor Use skill, d100= 8]
Your armor prevents the spell from working correctly.
Taravani says, "You are stupid Warclaid."
You trace a simple rune while intoning the mystical phrase for Elemental Blast...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Warclaidhm.
CS: +200 - TD: +134 + CvA: -20 + d100: +53 - -5 == +104
Warding failed!
... 25 points of damage!
Strong blow to right arm breaks it!
Edaarin pokes you in the ribs.
Rarr says, "Stop."
Tijay says, "Two worthless wannabe mages."
You chuckle.
Rarr stands up.
Edaarin says, "Stop ruining my pity."
You say, "Run along now."
You say, "While ya live."
You nod to Warclaidhm.
You are now in an offensive stance.
You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.
You leap from hiding to attack!
You swing a blackened invar-hafted cleaver at Warclaidhm!
AS: +356 vs DS: +0 with AvD: +29 + d100 roll: +43 = +428
... and hit for 64 points of damage!
Whoosh! Several ribs driven into lungs.
Roundtime: 6 sec.
Rarr says, "I gonna sanct if someone attacks him again while he is linked."
Warclaidhm stands up.
Rarr stares at you.
Edaarin says, "You stink."
Edaarin pokes you in the ribs.
You are now in a defensive stance.
You chortle.
Warclaidhm slides a gold ring off his finger.
Warclaidhm slides an intricate gold and brass ring on his finger.
Suddenly Warclaidhm vanishes!
Taravani says, "Shouldn't have woled him."
You laugh out loud!
Taravani nods to Rarr.
Tijay says, "Come on stubby give it another try."
Edaarin says, "He can't defend worth a damn and you still barely scratched him."
You say, "I was tired."
You scowl at Edaarin.
You exclaim, "You din do squat either!"
Taravani says, "He rang out."
Edaarin says, "Heh, wonder how long he's gonna keep his Magic Item use training."
Edaarin says, "Glass amulets are hard."
Edaarin says, "What, I blew off his leg and told him to knock it off."
Taravani nods to Edaarin.
Edaarin says, "That's more than you did."
Edaarin gives you a friendly little kick.
You say, "I don see it."
You say, "I made 'im leave."
You smile.
Melor asks, "So I take it you are too afraid to duel little old me?"
Melor leans on you.
You chortle at Melor.
Melor says, "I will take that as a yes."
You say, "I find little use in killin a fool."
You say, "Well.. cept Warclaidhm."
Melor chuckles.
Edaarin says, "I was gonna say."
You say, "An that's only cause 'e attacked me firs."
Melor says, "I am no fool."
Melor folds his arms over his chest.
The voice of Edaarin says, "Nappin for a bit."
You say, "Hey.. before he got stupider.. he din die by my blade."
Melor says, "I'd just like redemption for the stolen necklace."
Melor says, "Not so much that."
Rarr says, "Yas people shouldn't attack people that just got raised or WOLed."
There is a soft pulse in the essence.
Rarr shakes her head.
You ask, "Wha necklace??"
Rarr says, "Its not nice."
Rarr clasps her arms around her knees and rocks back and forth.
You chortle.
Melor says, "But how you spoke of me on the thought net."
Melor says, "I was ready to let it go."
Tijay yawns.
Tijay rocks back on his heels.
Taravani asks, "Why is attacking a woled person different than anyone else?"
Melor says, "Then you made the mistake of calling me every name in the book, just because I asked for the necklace back."
Warclaidhm fades into view in the act of striking!
Warclaidhm swings a polished mithril claidhmore at you!
You evade the attack!
You say, "Wai wai wai..."
Taravani laughs!
You laugh at Warclaidhm!
You exclaim, "Run along!"
Tijay says, "Depending on your faith spirit can be very helpful in living."
Warclaidhm rubs a glassy black mica amulet.
Warclaidhm suddenly disappears.
Melor says, "So either apologize or prepare to die."
You say, "Don make me killyou again fool."
Warclaidhm fades into view in the act of striking!
Warclaidhm swings a polished mithril claidhmore at you!
You evade the attack!
You say, "Like I din 'ear ya come in."
Warclaidhm says, "Heh ok."
Warclaidhm says, "I give."
Warclaidhm mutters under his breath.
Edaarin traces a simple rune while intoning a short, mystical phrase...
Edaarin gestures at Warclaidhm.
CS: +240 - TD: +149 + CvA: -20 + d100: +66 - -5 == +142
Warding failed!
... 70 points of damage!
Strike to chest causes a large gaping hole!
* Warclaidhm drops dead at your feet!
The guiding force leaves Warclaidhm.
* Warclaidhm just bit the dust!
You laugh out loud!
Edaarin exclaims, "Strike two!"
Melor gestures.
An invisible force guides Melor.
You say, "Notice 'ow I let you live."
Melor returns to normal color.
You nod to Warclaidhm.
Melor utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...
Melor gestures at you.
Melor hurls a roaring ball of fire at you!
AS: +317 vs DS: +318 with AvD: +33 + d100 roll: +49 = +81
A clean miss.
The guiding force leaves Melor.
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Your his slave eh."
Melor says, "Bah."
You chortle at Melor.
Melor says, "Guarded stance."
You say, "No.. stupid stance."
You nod to Melor.
Melor says, "So why don't you come out and let me take ya."
Melor snickers.
You ask, "Let you?"
You ask, "Din you jes try?"
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Edaarin has to hide like a pansy then zap me to do falgrins work."
Melor rubs his chin thoughtfully.
You trace a simple rune while intoning the mystical phrase for Elemental Blast...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Melor.
CS: +200 - TD: +231 + CvA: +12 + d100: +16 - -5 == +2
Warded off!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
(Forcing stance down to guarded)
Melor traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Rarr grins at Warclaidhm.
Melor gestures at you.
A thread of brackish blue magic issues forth from Melor's hand toward you. It coils itself around your body, whirling malevolently before disappearing within you.
You shake slightly and feel much less protected!
You exclaim, "Wee!"
Melor says, "You're in trouble now."
Tijay asks, "Didnt you rub a glass amulet to hide and attack falgrin?"
Tijay peers quizzically at Warclaidhm.
You chortle.
Melor traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Melor channels at you.
CS: +235 - TD: +207 + CvA: -9 + d100: +10 - +15 == +14
Warded off!
Taravani says, "You kept missing Warclaidhm."
You say, "Not likely."
Melor says, "Yup."
You crouch, sweep a leg at Melor and connect!
MS: +236 - MD: +126 + MAvA: +9 + d100: +43 == +162
Success!
Melor falls to the ground! You deftly regain your footing.
You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.
You swing a blackened invar-hafted cleaver at Melor!
AS: +341 vs DS: +270 with AvD: +29 + d100 roll: +98 = +198
... and hit for 69 points of damage!
Brain driven into neck by mammoth downswing!
* Melor drops dead at your feet!
The very powerful look leaves Melor.
The white light leaves Melor.
The powerful look leaves Melor.
A shadow seems to detach itself from Melor's body, swiftly dissipating into the air.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Melor.
The air calms down around Melor.
The deep blue glow leaves Melor.
The bright luminescence fades from around Melor.
Melor seems a bit less imposing.
Melor glances around, looking a bit less confident.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Melor.
The light blue glow leaves Melor.
* Melor just bit the dust!
You smirk.
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "Bah."
Tijay says, "I see edaarin standing in the open countless times a day if you wanted to kill em youd kill em."
You are now in a defensive stance.
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Oh yeah."
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Right."
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "And hes over 60 trains like I have a chance."
You say, "Mebbe nex time ya jes say.. ok, I'll jes let it go."
Edaarin asks, "We about done here?"
The ghostly voice of Melor asks, "How many spells do you have on?"
Tijay says, "So much for that useful cloak of shadows."
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "Sheesh."
Edaarin makes a quick gesture while calling upon the powers of the elements...
Edaarin gestures at you.
Edaarin says, "He has on Guards, brights, silvers, and curse."
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "For a rogue, you sure do have a high target defense."
You say, "I 'ave all my spells on."
You say, "Well.. except curse."
You say, "Dat one is NOT mine."
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "You got me fair an' square."
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "Good show."
You turn towards the body of Melor and render a sharp salute with your invar-hafted cleaver.
The feeling of vulnerability leaves you.
The ghostly voice of Melor says, "Well thanks for allowing me to at least give it a shot."
Melor gives a ghostly chuckle.
You ask, "Warclaidhm.. notice 'ow I was nice to you?"
You ask, "Let ya live?"
The ghostly voice of Warclaidhm says, "Only because others made ya."
You laugh out loud!
You ask, "Who made me not kill ya??"
You ask, "Who?"
Edaarin says, "I spared you the first time."
You say, "Yer gonna 'ave ta find yerself a bigger sorcer ta 'ang out wid."
Edaarin says, "I asked Falgrin to spare you after that."
You nod to Warclaidhm.
Edaarin says, "And you came back like an idiot."
Edaarin says, "I don't know how much more warning I could have given you."
You reach into Warclaidhm's pockets and pull out nothing.
[Edited on 12-30-2003 by Parkbandit]